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I barely restrain from rolling my eyes. “He’s not mine, Mom.”
“Oh, someday he will be. If he’s smart and realizes what a fine catch you are.” She sounds so confident. I almost hate to disappoint her.
So I don’t.
“He’s very intelligent. I think he’s fairly successful at his job.” From the way he dressed and his arrogant attitude, I would say he’s definitely doing all right. Plus, there was all that research I did on him. Not that I’m telling my mom anything. “He’s handsome too.”
Too handsome, is more like it. All that dark hair tinged with gold, the intense hazel eyes, rugged bone structure, and too tempting mouth—he’s definitely gorgeous.
Not to mention that amazing body and big ol’...
“He sounds delightful. Is he coming here to pick you up?” Mom asks, her expression beyond hopeful.
“I’m meeting him at the restaurant,” I answer, ignoring her disappointment. I can’t let it bother me. If I had Gage pick me up at the house, he’d get the third degree. My father would probably make him fill out a questionnaire to see if he’s good enough to go out with me or not, and we’d end up here for hours. In the end, Gage would run screaming from my house, never to return.
And I wouldn’t doubt for an instant that Gage is using me to get close to my father. Considering I’m using him to get an in with Archer, I guess I can’t complain.
“I don’t know if I like that,” Mom murmurs, shaking her head.
I start going through my clothing again, pushing aside one hanger after another. “Let’s see if this goes any further before I bring him around here, okay?”
“Of course.” Mom nods but she still looks a little heartbroken. “I understand. Well, I’ll let you get back to your search. Let me know if you need any help.”
I watch her leave, jumping a little when she slams the door behind her.
I’ve disappointed her. Again. This time it hangs heavy over me. She makes me feel like a little kid. When am I ever going to do anything right in her eyes?
Exiting my closet, I grab my cell from my bedside table, shocked to see I have a text message from Gage. We exchanged phone numbers before we got off the phone earlier, but I didn’t expect to hear from him.
How about I come pick you up tonight? Instead of meeting at the restaurant?
I frown. Did the man bug my room or what? It’s like he heard the conversation between my mom and me.
I’d rather just meet you at the restaurant. It’s easier, I reply.
He immediately answers.
It’s no trouble. Really.
The guy doesn’t quit. From what I can tell—and I barely know him—he’s always determined to get what he wants. It’s rather annoying. I need to nip this in the bud.
I’d rather you not meet my family. And I’d rather drive my own car.
There. Brutally honest might shut him up. Though I immediately feel guilty for sending such a bitchy text, I push the unwanted emotion aside. I need to remind myself he’s a jerk who only wants one thing from me.
And it’s not sex. He wants to make money off my family.
This time he takes a little longer to reply.
I have met your family. Your aunt... remember?
I let out a sigh. He fights just to fight, doesn’t he? I think he likes going round and round.
Then meet me at the bakery at seven. Though I’ll probably be alone. Gina leaves early.
I should make Gina stick around as the buffer. The last thing we need is to be at the bakery alone again. He might try and spread me naked across my desk and have his wicked way with me.
Lord help me, that sounds delicious.
