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Paul took Zoe’s hand and kissed it. “I would have loved to stay as well.” He smiled before taking a step back.
“Of course, nice of you to stop by.” Hannah nodded with a smile.
“Steve looks like a nice guy,” Zoe said when the men had left. “And he was kinda drooling over you.” She giggled.
Hannah shrugged. “He’s nice enough. And I’ve done ads for his company, but…” She shrugged again.
“There’s no spark?” Zoe asked.
“Not even a flicker.”
Zoe threw up her hands. “Why is that? Some guys are so nice, they’ll make good husbands, will look after you for the rest of your life, but there is no attraction. And then there are those—”
“Who turn you on even when they’re not around; make your knees weak even though you know there can be no future with them?” Hannah finished her sentence.
“Exactly.” She nodded then frowned. “But then I look at our father and it seems he finds a spark whenever he meets a woman.”
“Which means there must be other men out there that we’ll find attractive.” Hannah smiled.
“I really hope so,” Zoe said fervently before taking another sip of her champagne. Then, smiling slyly, she leaned back. “Who is the man who is currently weakening your knees?”
“I didn’t say there is one—” she started, but Zoe shook her head.
“You said, other men we’ll find attractive, which implies there is one you find attractive at the moment,” Zoe insisted.
“And you said you really hope so, which also implies that there is someone you find attractive at the moment.” Hannah laughed.
But then Hannah’s gaze moved past Zoe. Her face froze and her smile disappeared. She quickly looked down at her glass.
“Talk of the devil,” she muttered.
“What’s wrong?” Zoe asked and put her glass down.
“It’s the—”
“Good evening, ladies. I didn’t know you were back, Hannah.”
Zoe’s heart dropped and she glanced up. Dale and Darryn stood next to their table, two blondes hanging on to their arms for dear life. A sharp pain just below her heart made it difficult to breathe.
“Darryn,” Hannah said and picked up her menu.
Zoe just nodded in Dale’s direction. She couldn’t meet his eyes, didn’t want to look at the woman on his arm, didn’t want to see how someone else was clinging to him. She also picked up her menu.
It was quiet for a few moments.
“Can we find our table, Darryn, darling?” the woman next to him whined.
“Enjoy your evening,” Dale said, and thankfully they all moved away.
Hannah signaled to the waiter.
“I’m in the mood for pasta, what do you think?” she asked with an overly bright smile.
“Great idea. Any dish, you pick,” Zoe said and put the menu down. The neatly typed letters just didn’t make any sense at the moment.
While Hannah placed their order, Zoe tried to calm down. Damn it, she hadn’t even looked at the man properly and her whole body was on fire. Irritated with herself, she fidgeted with her cutlery. That she could react to him this way, in spite of the fact he had another woman on his arm with whom he was probably spending an entire evening, was downright humiliating. He clearly had no trouble forgetting that he’d kissed her a few nights ago.
Hannah leaned back in her chair. “Who’s going to say it?”
