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“Thanks again for dinner,” I say in a rush before I head out the door.
I force myself to walk next door to my apartment and not look back at her. I unlock my apartment and head inside, leaning back against the door as I try to calm my racing heart.
That was a close one,I think.I almost kissed her, and I know that if I had, I wouldn’t have wanted to ever stop. I can’t be stupid and act on my feelings here.
I know that I did the right thing, or at least, I think that I did.
It doesn’t feel right, though. It feels like I just made the big mistake of my life.
FOUR
Lila
I don’t knowwhat’s going on between Warren and me, but I’m determined to find out. I’ve been trying to catch him when he leaves for work or comes back, but I think he might be avoiding me after our almost kiss the other day.
I haven’t seen him once since we ate dinner together, and each day that passes, I get a little more annoyed. I know that he has to be able to feel this thing between us, so why is he fighting it so much?
I don’t have time to wait for him tonight. I’m meeting Pia at our favorite Asian fusion restaurant downtown, and I need to leave soon if I want to make it there on time.
I take a step back, admiring the deep red color of my dress. I just bought it the other day and I’ve been dying for an opportunity to wear it out. It’s a little fancier than what I normally wear, but I love the color and the cut. The fabric hugs my curves and makes me feel sexy.
I wonder if Warren would like it.
I shut that thought down and grab my purse, making sure that I have my keys and my phone as I head for the door. I lock up my apartment and send a quick text to Pia, letting her know that I’m on my way.
Then I run right into a brick wall.
“Oomph!” I grunt, my hands shooting out to try to brace against something as I stumble back.
“I’ve got you, sunshine,” Warren says, and I look up into his handsome face.
He looks tired today. Tired and pissed.
“Where are you going?” He demands to know, and I grind my teeth together.
He’s been avoiding me all week, yet he wants to know what’s new with me.
“Out to dinner,” I tell him, and his eyes narrow.
He looks up and down my body, and I can tell that he likes what he sees. I can also tell that he’s jealous and thinks I’m going out on a date.
“Who’s the lucky guy?” He grits out, and I smile slightly.
“Wish I could stay and chat, but I’m running late. I’ll see you later, neighbor.”
I see his jaw flex as I start to walk past him, and then he’s falling into step beside me.
“I’ll walk you to your car.”
“You don’t have to.”
“I shouldn’t. You know, a real date would pick you up.”
“Is that what you would do?” I ask him, and his mouth snaps shut.
“I don’t date.”
We reach my car, and I unlock it. He reaches for the door and opens it for me, surprising both of us.
