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And I wondered how easy, or how hard, she’d be to seduce.
I mean, I did it once, right? We were strangers then, and maybe she hated me now, but I could work around that.
Hell, maybe she’d evenenjoythat.
Maybe I would, too.
“You ever listen to that band?”
She glanced down at her shirt. “Uh… not really.”
“Then why are you wearing that shirt?”
She squirmed. “I just thought it was cute.”
Of course she did.
“It’s retro. It’s a vibe.”
I wasn’t even sure why it annoyed me, but then I realized. Because it was fake.
“So it’s a fashion statement now, being fake?”
She gaped at me. “I work at a thrift store. Which is where I get all my clothes. Because I work for a living and I’m basically poor. We don’t all live off of Daddy’s money.”
I stared at her and she fidgeted. I wondered why she wasn’t just fleeing the fuck out of here. She got what she wanted, didn’t she?
She couldn’t possibly be lingering for the pleasure of my company.
Unless, of course, she wanted more of my company.
“I’m gonna be working out for like three hours,” I informed her, “and then I’m gonna shower, go for dinner with a couple of my biker friends, then I’m gonna go place an illegal bet on a fight and watch two guys beat the shit out of each other. You coming?”
She looked mildly terrified, revolted and offended all at once. “Uh, no.”
“Then you better leave.”
“I’m going.” She scurried over to the door and I strolled after her, reaching to open it for her. But before I did, when I had her trapped between my body and the door, I looked down into her eyes. Through her big glasses, her blue/green eyes gazed up at me.
“What?” she said.
“Your eyes are different colors.” The right one was blue and the left one was more green.
“Uh, yeah. I know that.”
I hauled the door open and she dodged into the elevator.
I stared at her, holding the door open so she couldn’t leave. I’d met her all of twice in my life. At brunch the other day, where she was wearing sunglasses indoors. And that night in the bar, and the hotel room… I thought I’d gotten pretty intimate with every naked inch of her, but somehow I’d never picked up on the fact that her eyes were different. She wasn’t wearing glasses that night. Maybe she was wearing contacts?
“Uh, can I go now?”
“Sure thing. Guess I’ll see you at the wedding shower this weekend.”
Her eyes went wide. “Wedding shower?”
“Maybe we’ll have a drink.”
“We are not drinking together. We arenotfriends, Shane.”
