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“So I take that as a yes?” she asked.
“Is it up for negotiation?” he asked. She shook her head. “Then I guess I’ll call them today and see if they have any free time next week.”
“Or maybe Friday. We could take them to the restaurant you and I went to when you returned my T-shirt.”
“And bra,” he added.
“That too. Or if you’d like, I could call her?” Shanda would have preferred not to, but if that was what it took, she would.
“Tell me you’re not going to make me wait till Friday to see you again,” he said.
“When do you want to see me?” she asked.
“Now sounds good,” he winked.
She wasn’t about to take her clothes off on the camera. She wasn’t shy, but she did have limits. “How about tonight? I’ll even cook for you.”
“Ham and cheese,” he teased.
“Very funny. I do cook. It’s not my fault that you like to…disturb me so I can’t.”
“I’ll be at your house around seven and I’ll bring dinner.”
“Don’t trust my cooking?” she asked.
He shook his head. “No. But I like the idea of disturbing you,” he teased.
She wasn’t going to go down that path with him. He already had her hot and bothered. Phone sex wasn’t going to put out the fire that was igniting. So she changed the subject.
“I thought there was something you wanted to talk to me about,” Shanda said.
“Tonight. We can discuss over dinner,” he said.
And before dessert.
Kenneth ordered Chinese take-out,which he knew he’d regret later. But it was fast and he’d been running late. He even got pulled over by the Rhode Island State Troopers, and they had no issue giving him a hefty ticket. Something about doing ninety on the highway was frowned upon. He didn’t even realize how fast he’d been going, never mind the fact that he’d blown past the cop.
None of it mattered tonight. He had much bigger things on his mind. Did he want to hold her and make love to her? Fuck yeah. But there was a discussion that he’d promised himself he’d have with her. He couldn’t accomplish shit today because all he did was replay what to say at least a hundred different ways. None seemed right. Even now as he knocked on her door, he had no fucking clue where to start. And when she opened it, all rational thought disappeared.
“I was going to give up and make a peanut butter sandwich,” she joked as she took the bag from him. “I’m glad I waited. This smells great.”
He couldn’t even remember what he’d ordered. But there was enough food there to last days. It might have been easier to call and ask what she liked, but something in that bag must appeal to her.
As they sat in the kitchen, he watched Shanda open up each container. “Oh I love Lo Mein. And crab Rangoons are my favorite.” She seemed to love everything in the bag.
He smiled, “I take it you like Chinese food.”
She was already scooping some out onto her plate and said, “You bet. I could eat it every day. And by the looks of it, I will be. Did you leave any for anyone else?”
He shrugged. “I figured we might get hungry again later.”
“Planning on helping me burn this off?” she asked.
If I’m lucky, yes.
“We’ll see. First we talk business, and after that I have something else I need to discuss with you. If there is any time after that, then maybe we can get some cardio in,” he winked.
“You know, I do think better after exercise,” she teased.
