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“Way to ruin a date, I’m still eating.” She narrows her eyes. “Wait a minute, how long has it been since you took a woman out on a date, Alistair?”
Stop. Fucking. Using. My. First. Name. Like. That.
I clear my throat. “A while.”
She smiles to herself, smug about something. “It must be tiring counting your billions up in your ivory tower.”
“You assume I have one?”
“Don’t all billionaire assholes?”
“So now I’m an asshole?”
“Well, you won’t answer any of my questions.”
“That’s because all your questions lead to innuendos about sex.”
She laughs. “Oh, there’s no innuendo.”
Touché. I guess we can finally agree on something.
“I’m not going to be some game that you play to get back at me because of what happened to you,” I say, knowing the words sound harsh. But this is what I came here to do, after all. “If that’s what you’re doing, my advice would be to stop.”
“So now is the perfect time for you to prove I’m right once again; all billionaires have huge chips on their shoulders. Aka, assholes.” She shakes her head.
I’ve barely touched my steak. For some reason, I’m not feeling very hungry. At least not for food.
“I’m just being honest, the same as you’re being with me. I don’t play games, Charlize. At least, not the ones you’re used to.”
When her blue eyes meet mine, the tension between us all but crackles.
She’s so fucking beautiful. Too young for me, yes, but gorgeous all the same.
“I can see that all your billions haven't bought you any manners,” she scoffs. “On a date — such as the one in progress — it’s always a good idea to wait until after the meal before insulting a woman.”
I frown. “I’m not meaning to insult you, but I don’t know what it is you want from me.” There, I fucking said it. “Revenge? For me to feel bad about what we did? For me to be mad at you for not telling me? What is it, Charlize? Fucking pick.”
Her eyes go slightly round as she dabs her mouth with a napkin. I’ll give her this; she’s got fucking balls of steel. Most people cringe away when I get mad and make any excuse to get up and leave the vicinity as quick as possible. Not her though.
Charlize has always been in a league of her own.
She leans closer toward me. “You really want to know?”
I toss my napkin on the table. “Yes.”
“Fine. I’m not out for revenge because if I want to be mad at someone, I need to look closer to home. Unfortunately, I have no family left so I guess I’ll hate on my grandmother and my mother from the grave. Did I want to punish you right after it happened? I admit, I did. I was being a brat. Using you as an excuse for my abandonment when I was never your problem, but now… now I want something else.”
I swallow hard, the words tumbling out before I have a chance to think. “And what is that?”
She levels me with her gaze, unsmiling and completely serious when she says, “You.”
That can’t be true.I stare at her wide-eyed.
I lean closer, too. “Let’s get one thing straight, got me?” She doesn’t move a muscle as our eyes lock. She’s like my prey, and I’m the lion about to pounce. She knows it, too. And what’s more, she loves it. “I never once considered you a problem. Never. If you can believe anything that comes out of my mouth, then believe that.” I’m angry now, and she knows it. She backs off, looking down at her meal.
Fuck me if she doesn’t continue eating. It makes me wonder how long it’s been since she had a decent meal if she can sit here and listen to my tirade and not storm out.
Isn’t that what I carefully planned out for tonight? If so, why isn’t it happening?
