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There she went again, confusing him.
She hadn’t had sex in two years—if he believed that and he actually did—yet she was coming off as if she wanted a relationship too.
Guess he should ask for clarification. He was pretty sure she’d give it to him. “What did you do in Texas?”
“In order to understand me completely, you’d have to know some history and I don’t think you want to be bored with it. I already said I had Daddy issues, so we’ll leave it at that. I didn’t get the attention I wanted from him and, as my sisters tell me all the time, I’m looking for that in the men I date. I find all the losers that give me the time of day right away. You’re not a loser.”
He laughed as he continued to eat. “Because I didn’t give you the time of day right away?”
“That and because you’re older. More mature. You’ve got a career.You own a home.Can I ask how old you are?”
“Ten years older than you,” he said.
She grinned and winked at him. “Which meant you looked at my age on my license when you looked into me.” No reason to deny that. “Thirty-six is a perfect age for you. Wesley is ten years older than Jasmine. I feel better now when they said you were too old for me.”
“You told your sisters about tonight?”
“Nooooo,” she said, dragging the word out. “I don’t have a death wish. More like I didn’t want my ears to bleed before I came over here. Not enough time to clean it up.”
“What does that mean?” he asked. He felt like he was clueless right now and had no idea if it was her age or just her being a woman. Probably a combination of both.
“The lecture. I don’t tell my sisters everything. I told them you were hot when I first met you. I was trying to look at the bright side of what happened. They said you were too old for me.”
“I probably am,” he said.
“Nope,” she said. “The right age. My boss, Poppy, she just said that means you have more experience where it matters.”
“Your boss knows?” he asked. Jesus, did she tell everyone her business?
“You should see your face right now. I told a few people you were cute. Not a lot, a few. They know me. They’d expect me to notice. Maybe I wanted to see if anyone knew you. You could be married or in a relationship for all I know. Since I’m at your house on a Saturday night last minute, I’m going to assume you’re single. Unless you’ve got a long distance thing going with someone? I’m not the other woman and I don’t cheat. I need to know that. If it’s the case I’m walking out the door now.”
She had morals and values, which was good. “Relax,” he said. “I feel the same way. I don’t cheat. As I said, I don’t date either. So relationships are a no.”
She waved her hand at him. “Back to me. I’m trying something new. I can’t find what I want when I’m looking. I’m in a dry spell. I like looking at you. I like sex but not enough to have it with random men.”
“You don’t know me that well,” he pointed out.
“I’m learning now,” she said. “You want to do the right thing even if you might come across as gruff. I know some law enforcement get a bad name, but I saw that you softened your tone with me on Saturday. I was an emotional wreck.”
“Understandable,” he said.
“No, you don’t get it. I didn’t have a lot as a kid. Enough to fit in about two suitcases. I guess I was pretty protective of what was mine. Knowing some stranger touched it or stole it was heartbreaking.”
The two suitcases gave him a clue they moved a lot or were on the run. “You’re not in trouble with the law. Your sisters either,” he said.
“Oh, God no,” she said. “Sorry. I’m probably confusing you.” She finished off her slice of pizza, debated about grabbing another slice and picked up the smallest one. “Got a knife so I can cut this in half?”
He turned to get one and handed it over. Her hands were slim, her long nails unpolished. He noticed that about her. Not a lot of makeup again either.
“You’ve been confusing me since the first time we met,” he said.
“The same. No one is running from the law in my family. I mentioned we had family all over the world. My father is with Doctors Without Borders. I literally grew up all over the world. Every two to three years we moved with a new assignment. No need to bore you with that hideous life.”
That did explain more. Not poor but growing up in poor areas.
Not a normal childhood either. One she wouldn’t talk about since she obviously had bad feelings toward it.
“Then we won’t talk about it,” he said. “So you’re trying something new? Friends with benefits?”
