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“What happened at the club … we kissed.”
“It was more than a kiss.”
She ignored me. “After that, Albert took Jasmine home, and we came back here.”
“Yes,” I say slowly.
“And when we got here…” she trails off, her cheeks flushing. “Oh, God!” She covered her face with her hands.
I reach out and pry them away from her face. “I had a good time, but it would have been better if I could have buried my—”
“Hush!” She placed her petite hand over my mouth. “Not another word about what happened. As far as I’m concerned, it never happened. A lady never tells.”
“Rebecca, that was just the beginning.” I winked just to watch her squirm. I looked at my watch. “We have to meet our mothers in two and a half hours, so we have plenty of time.”
I leaned over her, but she pushed me away and pulled the covers to her chin.
“Get out,” she said.
I bit back my anger. No one had ever rejected my romantic advances. “Fine.” I left the bed and started toward the door. “We’re leaving in thirty minutes.”
“You said we’re meeting our mothers in two and a half hours.” She frowned. “I don’t want to deal with my mother, but I guess I have to. I sure as hell don’t want to arrive early.”
“You want to show up at the restaurant looking a mess and embarrass me in front of our parents? No way. It’s bad enough you stood me up at the party, and I had to go looking for you.”
She pouted and crossed her arms over her chest. The blanket cannot hide the swell of her full breasts.
“I’m taking you back to your place to get changed, and then we will meet them at Top Flight.”
“Whatever.”
Her childish answer angered me, and I slammed the door in response. I heard her groan, but I didn’t care.
Hangovers are brutal, and so am I.
Rebecca was quiet during the ride to her place. Midday in Boston was not a quiet place. She wore a pair of my sunglasses and notably winced every time someone honked their horn or yelled.
We pulled up to her building, an upscale, four-flat in Beacon Hill. According to the placard on the brick, it was erected in 1900. The austere brick building was located kitty-corner from a church. It was a quiet neighborhood, peaceful even. I could see why Rebecca wanted to live here. I parked in front of the building. “Let’s go,” I said, but she was already out of the car and walking up the steps.
The lobby was deceptively small and simple. Rebecca walked down the hall, and we got into the elevator and started our ride to the top floor.
“You’ve never invited me inside your apartment.”
“I’m not inviting you now.”
I smiled wryly. “Still angry about last night?”
“Yes,” she groaned, pressing her fingers to her temple. “I can’t believe I did that. I can’t believe we—”
“We did what? Played Scrabble?” I pressed.
She faced the elevator doors. Her ice queen facade had returned.
“The shy girl is back.”
“Fu—” She clamped her mouth shut and stepped off the elevator.
I laughed. “You were going to say fuck you, but your posh upbringing won’t allow the words to pass your lips. Honey, if you want to say the words, say them. No one is here to chastise you.”
