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“The whores are pretty classy there, actually.”
“And how would you know?”
“Whoa…I don’t pay for sex, if that’s what you’re getting at.” He let out a throaty laugh. “I have the opposite problem, actually.”
“Wait. Women pay you for sex?” I covered my mouth. “Oh my God. You’re a male prostitute! Or an escort? Is that what you’re doing hanging around in airport lounges?”
He bent his head back in laughter. “No.”
“So, women just throw themselves at you. That’s what you’re saying.”
“I’m saying that…sometimes it’s fun to be the chaser. And I haven’t had to do that for a very long time, nor have I really found anyone worth chasing. So basically, the last thing I would need to do is pay for sex.”
That didn’t surprise me. I couldn’t even conjure up a comeback. This man was gorgeous and charismatic. Cocky as hell. Women loved that.
When he grabbed the phone back from me, the quick touch of his hand felt really good. Too good.
“Ever been to Brazil, Kendall?”
“No.”
“It’s really nice there this time of year. It’s winter. But it’s still warm enough to enjoy.” He slammed the phone in front of me “Rio. International Airlines. 10:05.”
“What else is there to do there?”
“The beaches are beautiful. There are also a ton of clubs and bars in Copacabana and Ipanema. It’s fun as hell.”
“Is it safe for a single woman traveling alone?”
“You need to use the same common sense you would any place you go. Maybe buy a bra.”
Carter suddenly flipped his phone back around to look at the time. “Shit. I have to go. I’m late for work,” he said as he got up from his seat, throwing a wad of cash on the table.
He hadn’t given me a chance to ask him what he did for a living, or where he was going. I really still knew nothing about this man, but a gnawing feeling of disappointment inside of me proved that I really wanted to know more.
“Um…okay. Well, thanks for the appetizers.”
After a long pause, he said, “Let fate decide. But for the record, my vote is for Rio. Take care of yourself, Kendall.”
As he started to walk away, I realized I was still wearing his leather jacket. I called after him, “Wait! Your jacket!”
“Keep it. It’ll keep your tits warm.”
That was oddly endearing. “Alright.” I laughed slightly and lifted my hand. “Goodbye, I guess.”
“Hello, Goodbye.”
“What?”
“Beatles song.” He winked.
“Oh.” I rolled my eyes. “I should’ve known.”
He smiled, and I realized it was probably the last time I would ever see that dimple on his chin for as long as I lived. As he walked away, I admired his ass, which I hadn’t really gotten a good look at until that moment. He suddenly stopped and turned around. “Kendall…”
“Yeah?”
“If you don’t choose Brazil, have a nice life.”
