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He shook his head but had a smile on his lips. “Yeah, I bet it did.” He took a bite of his food and then studied me. “Have you ever had someone watch you before?”
“Watch me do what?” I asked although I knew what he was getting at. Why had I brought this subject back up? Because I was a glutton for punishment, that’s why.
“Don’t be coy with me. You know what I’m talking about, Shelby.”
“Okay, I do, and no, not really.”
“Do you ever watch porn?”
“I have.”
“Alone? Or with a partner?”
I thought about that for a moment, “Both. I dated a guy who liked to mimic positions that he saw in porn movies. I played along a few times.”
“Ever make your own porn movie?”
“No!” I said quickly. “And I’m not interested in doing so, either. Have you?”
He nodded, “I did once with a woman I was engaged to marry. We got a little drunk one night, and she suggested it.”
“Engaged? What happened to that?”
He pursed his lips momentarily, “She was a little more into the whole thing than I was—the videotaping, that is. I found several more tapes of her with other men on her computer. Including one of her with my boss after we’d gotten engaged. She was wearing her engagement ring in the video.”
My jaw dropped, “What? Are you serious?”
“Yep, and when she got home from work that night, her stuff was packed and sitting by the door. I left her computer on. The video was playing with a note to leave her ring and the key on the table as she left.”
I reached over the table and put my hand on his beside his plate. “Oh, my god! That’s horrible, Zeke.”
He glanced at my hand and then shifted his on top of mine, “So you see, I’m not into cheating. I’m a one-woman man, and I expect my woman to be a one-man woman.”
He squeezed my hand, and then I pulled it back. “Okay, point proven, but currently, you are still seeing Diane.”
“No, I’m not. I just haven’t told her that I’m not.”
“And earlier tonight, you kissed her.”
“She kissed me.”
“Same difference.”
“Is it?”
“Yes.”
“Fine,” he stated with a heavy sigh and then surprised me by changing the subject. For the rest of the meal, the two of us talked about our families. We grew up in average traditional families, with working parents and one sibling. We both went off to college and never moved back home, and we shared a lot of the same work principles, like working hard to earn our spots in our fields.
We polished off the bottle of merlot, and Zeke opened another after I brought out a few of my design catalogs for him to look through. He paged through the books, asking questions, pointing out things he liked and didn’t, and gave me a better idea of what he was looking for.
By the time we were done talking, we had finished the second bottle, and I was feeling all warm and fuzzy. It didn’t hurt that Zeke’s aftershave had filled my nose several times as I bent toward him to point something out. Each time it did, I pulled the scent into my lungs and held it there for a moment, enjoying it immensely.
Zeke stood and stretched beside me, and his shirt lifted above the waistband of his pants, giving me a peek at the smooth skin underneath. I might have licked my lips as my eyes practically devoured the little slice of heaven that I could see.
“Don’t look at me that way, Shelby.”
My eyes popped to his face as I stood. “What are you talking about? I wasn’t looking at you.”
