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I grinned like anidiot.
Me:At my disposal? Sounds like a sexualproposition.
Wyatt:I promised to be a gentleman, but I’m more than pleased to drop the pretense…playing the good guy truly isboring.
Wyatt was all bad. He was only twenty-three, but the man had already garnered a notorious reputation. Some even said he’d turn out like his father. Hopefully, he wouldn’t go that far. Hank Rinaldi was…well, a known philander all throughout hismarriage.
I had to take all those into account, but I decided I would make a decision after my second date with him. It’d be detrimental if I wanted to pursue this routewithhim.
Me:Friday night. Pick me up atseven.
Wyatt:A.m. or p.m.? Say a.m.please.
Me:Seven in the evening. Don’tbelate.
Wyatt:Never with you,beautiful.
Me:Untilthen.
Wyatt:Until then…you’ll remain in mythoughts.
Wyatt…He sure wasn’t one to hold himself back. Nope,neverhim.
Me:You’recrazy.
Wyatt:Always been crazy about you. Everyone knowsit,too.
Damn him, but I couldn’t stop beaming like anidiot.
Me:Blair’s going to kill me. We’re going on a friendly date…Nothing else isgoingon.
Wyatt:Like I said, I’m good playing pretend. I don’t mind playing that with you,either.
Me:Wyatt!!!
Wyatt:Yes,Gi?
Me:You’re hopeless. What am I going to dowithyou?
Wyatt:Don’t ask me…I can tell you countless things, but I doubt you’re readyforit.
Another text camefromhim.
Wyatt:Or are you…ready,Imean?
My cheeks flamed. Ready…Ready for what? What was he insinuating? Did he have some kind of notion that led him to think I was still a virgin? He saw me pursue Jared during his father’s birthday bash. Surely, he knew I succeeded,right?
Licking my lips, I typed myresponse.
Me:Ready for whatexactly?
Wyatt:Falling in lovewithme.
Me:Uh…WHAT???
Wyatt:You’ve realized Jared’s too old, and he’s clearly blind. Not that I’m complaining. I know you got what you wanted, but I also know revealing who you really were that night was out of the question. His tastes vary from time to time, but I know enough of him, and he prefersbrunettes.
I made a melancholy sigh. It was just as well. He had no idea how close he was to the truth. But everyone knew he liked his dark-hairedwomen.
