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He sticks his chest out in mock over-the-top pride. “Ding! One point for Kyle.”
“One point for Kyle’s mom,” I correct.
“Give a man credit now. You said your favorite meal was grilled chicken. I made sure that’s what you got.” He shrugs and moves in closer until our elbows are touching. His eyes meet mine. “Maybe I’ll get my favorite meal tonight, too.”
I nearly choke on my bite and use my water to help me swallow it down while he laughs in the background. “You enjoy catching me off guard, don’t you?”
“I enjoy it more than you think. Hearing you tell me to fuck off is music to my ears.”
I take another drink of my water. “Subject change, please.” I glance at my watch. “You’re running low on time, Officer Lane.”
“Okay, Miss Fast Eater, let’s see the proof.”
I take a huge bite, and he laughs.
He’s hardly touched his food. All he’s doing is giving me the same deep stare he gave me earlier when I first walked in. His gaze is intense, but his words are playful. “Any hot plans this weekend? Going out, searching for a new boyfriend?”
I swallow down my bite. “Hey now, someone who’s single can’t talk shit about a fellow single person. At least I’ve been in a long-term relationship.”
“How do you know I haven’t had or am not in one now?”
That shuts my ass up for a moment.
He laughs. “Wow, I’ve never heard you go so quiet before. I’m patiently waiting for your smart-ass response.” He takes a drink. “And for your information, I have had a serious relationship. Becky Binds, to be exact,” he says proudly. “You going to run a story about that? I can give you plenty of details if need be.”
I snort. “That doesnotqualify as a long-term relationship.”
“Why, Ms. Relationship Expert 101?”
“It wasn’t real. It was superficial and lasted, like, three months.” I slam my mouth shut.Oh shit.Now, I seem like a total stalker. It’s embarrassing, but I paid attention to Kyle and his relationships after our fallout happened.
“Is there a statute of limitations for relationships?” he asks.
I’m relieved at his lack of teasing about my knowledge of his bullshit relationship statuses in high school. I hated Becky’s guts. They dated after our incident, and she made it her mission to make my life a living hell, even spreading rumors about me and creating the not-so-original, taunting chant that followed me down the high school hallways.
“High school relationships don’t count,” I state. “Are you currently the boyfriend of a poor girl who needs to find better taste?”
“Poor girl? Interesting, coming from a woman having dinner with me at my house, and even more interesting since said chick had drinks with me last night.”
“The woman who wasforcedto come to dinner and can leave at any time,” I correct with a cold glare.
“No one forced you to walk your sexy ass over here. You could’ve easily stood me up.”
I hate that he’s right. “Fine, I was hungry. Now, any crazy girlfriends I should worry about that will make it their mission to ruin my life if they find out I’m having dinner here?”
He lets out a breath. “Not dating anyone, so I’m all yours, babe.”
I ignore theall yourscomment. “I was right then.”
“Not entirely. I recently ended a relationship.”
I perk up in my seat. “Why?”
He shrugs. “It wasn’t there.”
“Do I know her?”
“No. Lauren set me up with a nurse from the hospital. It was fun for a while, but our schedules were chaotic and made it difficult to see each other. She wasn’t next door and available whenever I needed her.”
