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ChapterOne
Keiris.
“So you own a bookstore?” I sensed from his expression that he wasn’t impressed. The idea that he wasn’t offended me a little. Coffee BookNook was my baby. I was tempted to brush off the question and change the subject. But as a proud parent, I never missed an opportunity to brag about my pride and joy.
“It’s not really a bookstore. I don’t sell books. It’s more of a book swap.”
“Books that you don’t sell means a waste of money. What’s the point?” I cringed and he pinned me with a deadpan look, waiting for an answer.
“I sell coffee and snacks. The books are there for the customers to read while enjoying their coffee. They bring them to share, swap, or just donate. It’s—”
“Boring. Who the fuck cares that much about books?”
My posture stiffened and I placed my hands on the table. “I do.”
“I hope so since you own the place,” he rattled off rudely.
This was why I didn’t do online dating or just dating in general. People were rude, inconsiderate, and typically only wanted sex. No one truly cared about getting to know people anymore. I would bet my entire life savings if I told this guy I wanted a quickie in the bathroom, he’d be all in.
“Thank you for dinner but I think I’m going to head out.”
His face twisted in annoyance and his eyes lowered to my half empty plate of pasta then back up to my face.
“You barely touched that shit and you’re leaving?”
Okay, done being nice…
“Look, you’re an asshole. You’ve barely listened to anything I’ve shared the entire time we’ve been here. You have no interest in me or getting to know who I am, so yes, I’m leaving this date and this cheap ass pasta. Thank you for dinner. Maybe you can try again to match with someone a little lessboring.” I tossed my napkin on my plate and lifted from my seat but a deep voice startled me when it growled a demand from behind.
“Sit down.”
“What?”
My eyes shot up to the guy who owned the voice and I gasped. He was in all black—jeans, tee, leather jacket, and hat pulled down over his head. I barely caught his eyes from the reach of the bib, but they appeared to be black too.
This guy is dark.He was also massive with his long body which was solid and imposing.Dark and dangerous.Those were my first thoughts, so instead of sitting, I attempted to walk away. He caught my wrist and yanked hard until I landed in the chair I had just vacated.
“What the hell…”
“I said sit.” Those intense dark eyes landed on me and I sucked in a sharp breath.
“Who are you?”
“Trouble.”
“Trouble?” I said slowly. It fit and also made my pulse quicken because who the hell had the name Trouble unless they were indeed trouble?
The angry look he offered was enough for me to leave the topic alone so I asked another question instead. “I’m guessing you two know each other? I’ll let you talk. I was just leaving.”
“You can leave when I say leave,” Trouble growled at me but kept his eyes on my date. He also still had his large hand wrapped firmly around my wrist. When I tugged gently, hoping to free myself, he squeezed tighter. Not to a painful degree but enough pressure to let me know I wasn’t getting away from him unless I caused a scene.
Speaking of…
I glanced around the back of the restaurant where we were sitting. Where Chris had requested a table when the server attempted to seat us near the front. No one was paying us any attention which had my pulse racing. Was this why he’d wanted to be in the back?
Oh God. Are they in this together? Are they going to…
Trouble’s deep, angry voice danced around us again.
