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“Sorry?” I asked.
“I know you’re a little overwhelmed, I’m sure, but I like you and see good things for us. So, I don’t mind if you want to speed it up. You have obviously been impressed by everything I can offer you,” Brooker said, puffing his chest out.
My disbelieving eyes caught Levi’s as he began laughing, puzzling his date.
“You’ve hardly let me speak all night,” I stated, stunned at the audacity of Brooker.
“What can I say? I’ve never had a more attentive date before!” Brooker crowed as I gazed aghast at him.
Is that what he thought?
“More like bored stupid. You’ve hardly let me speak a word, and then when I did, you ridiculed my business—and my intelligence. However much you’re worth, I can assure you, I’m worth a hundred times more.” Brooker snorted, and my ire rose. “I am Madisen Roderick, heir to Oscar Roderick, and I inherited my father’s fortune. Billions, Brooker. So no, I think you have been rude, ignorant, and just plain boastful, and I’ve no intention of going to your place!” I whispered—clear and firm.
Brooker’s mouth worked, and nothing came out. Then, suddenly, he shoved the chair back and stood.
“If you are that rich, you can get the bill,” he snarled and stormed out, leaving me sitting there shocked at his damn rudeness.
“You’re shot of him,” the waitress said, approaching.
“Yes, I certainly seem to be!” I replied and then laughed as I asked for the bill.
Chapter Two.
Levi
He couldn’t help but be amused as the woman at the table opposite looked bored as fuck with her date. He’d yet to see her say more than yes or no in the half hour he’d been watching. Mind you, he was the same. The lady showed the same level of disinterest as him. He’d seen her around lately and assumed she was called Maddy.
Maddy’s date rattled on much like Bambi, or whatever her name was.
Levi wondered how the hell he’d ended up on a date with the bimbo. It certainly hadn’t been planned. He’d been in the gallery, dropping off a couple of paintings to Branson, the new manager. Brandi, Bambi, Sandi, whatever her damn name was, had been there and raved over his paintings. Levi stood silently as the woman chatted a mile a minute, and then next thing, he realised somehow he’d agreed to dinner with her.
Levi hadn’t even been aware of saying anything, but she agreed to meet at Clio’s café, as they did such, quote, ‘quaint meals’, unquote. He just about hid a scowl as she flicked her hair for the one-hundredth time and sighed instead. He’d give anything to escape. Bambi, he was sticking with that for now, hadn’t shut up, nor had her flirting stopped. Nor her endless seeking of compliments. In fact, the airhead in front of him clearly thought the world revolved around her and expected Levi to fall into bed with her.
This girl stunk of a wannabe biker bitch, and he had no intention of falling into whatever trap she planned. She wanted some fun with a biker, to even catch one by the tail, and Levi had an honest desire to avoid that.
“I just adore a man who gives me his full attention,” Bambi purred.
Levi barely refrained from rolling his eyes and took a bite of his steak and ale pie.
Bambi smiled, and Levi shuddered. She looked like a shark. It was seriously off-putting.
“Really? Seems to me all you do is talk about yourself,” Levi said bluntly.
Bambi didn’t even look ashamed. She smirked.
“Well, my favourite topic is myself; after all, I am such a catch!” she twittered, and Levi gazed at her in disbelief.
“Are you for real?” Levi demanded.
“Of course. I’m popular; you don’t know how lucky you are I deigned to accept your offer,” Bimbo declared. Yup, Bimbo was now her official name.
“Lady, I didn’t ask you on a fuckin’ date. I got no damn idea how the hell I ended up here with you tonight. If you ain’t noticed, I have been wondering that all night while you blew your own trumpet. Jesus, I’ve not paid you the slightest bit of attention, but you’re so far up your own ass you’ve not even realised. How thick-skinned are you?” Levi demanded.
Bimbo puffed up, and Levi relaxed back. Two more minutes, and he reckoned he’d be free of her. His eyes watched as Maddy’s date stormed past him, and Levi assumed Bimbo wouldn’t be far behind.
“How dare you speak to me like that!?” Bimbo exclaimed.
“You’re nothing but fake. Fake hair, fake tan, and fake tits. Give me a real woman any day,” Levi retorted, and Bimbo stood up.
