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But watching him as he unbuttons his shirt cuffs and rolls up his sleeves, I’m thinking I might be alright with being a one night kind of girl. Mentally I spray water at myself like my brain’s a disobedient cat.
Stop it!
Maybe he’s hot enough to override any moral objections I might have to one-night stands, but the next day he’ll still be my boss. I don’t think starting a new job off by fucking the boss is a great idea. Maybe afunidea, but what happens if things get messy?
“I just got here,” I lie.
Finn arches a brow at my half-full drink.
“Okay, I’ve been waiting for ten minutes, but I figured you were busy.” I take a sip of my vodka soda. “Being a partner has to come with a lot of work involved.”
“You’re not wrong.” The mention of work makes his face do something complicated. “And that makes me want a drink already. What are you drinking?”
“Oh, I’m still good.”
He grins, and it lights up his entire face. “Shots, then!”
He walks over to the bar since I’m seated in a small table away from the main action, and the topless girl nearly swoons. She falls into him, and there’s a primal satisfaction in my chest when he simply steps aside to order our drinks and returns right to our table. I’m still drinking in her sulky expression when he slides one of the shots in front of me.
“I have to admit,” he says. “I might have had an ulterior motive for inviting you out here tonight.”
My heartbeat drums in my throat. “Oh?”
He grins wider. Seriously, how the hell does he get his teeth so white? Is that like a demon thing? Just a really good dentist thing?
“Trivia Night.” He downs the shot of tequila without making a face, and gallantly pretends that my face isn’t doing a contortionist dance when I force my own down my throat. “You look like you know things.”
“Oh?” My lips slide into their own grin. My entire body feels warm, flushed from the drinks and the company. “Is that why you hired me?”
“My brother hired you, but yes. I was intrigued by your resume.” He runs his finger along the edge of his glass. “I found it interesting that you were applying to be a paralegal.”
Interesting. Most people would probably find it pathetic. Hell,Ifind it pathetic. All those years wasted. Top of the class in my law school, and I can’t pass a basic interview.
“Better hours,” I say, as though I have more to my social life than a goldfish and basic cable.
He huffs out a laugh. “You’re not wrong.”
This would be a good segway into fishing out whether this is a date or not, but before I can mention going over work stuff he’s already grasping my elbow and guiding me over to the main bar counter.
Guess he wasn’t joking about Trivia Night.
We answer trivia questions. We have more drinks. We lose trivia, because I don’t know what country is responsible for inventing basketball. Finn knows, but he’s so incredulous that Idon’tknow that we miss getting credit for it.
“Seriously,Mexico?”
He’s so outraged that I can’t help but laugh. I really thought Trivia Night was some sort of ploy to get into my pants – and it still might be – but he’s acting like we just lost the World Cup.
“I thought it was invented by the Mayans or something.”
He looks confused. “Like Pok-a-Tok?”
“Like… Is that the one with the baskets and the human sacrifice?”
Of course he would know the actual name of the sport. If he weren’t so hot, he’d be an insufferable know-it-all. I’ve always considered myself a well-rounded person, but Finn knows questions about everything from astronomy to music history.
“The human sacrifice is debated, actually. But can you imagine how competitive the NBA would be if they kept it in?” He hands me another drink. “Speaking of blood sports, how are you at darts?”
Terrible.
