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“These lines work on the ladies all the time?” I pushed, wanting him to back off, needing him too because no matter how much I’d told Mason I hated Damien, part of me had always wondered…what if?
What if he hadn’t ghosted me and we’d spent more time together? Would we have kids, would I have this business? Would we have been happy together? Would I have felt a little less lonely when I went to bed at night? Things I’d never say to him, because they were too deep, too personal, to say to anyone. Especially the man that had given me the most amazing night of my life. My pulse started to race again, just when I nearly had it calmed down.
“Ah, there goes your pulse again, Ginger. You know I don’t use lines, honey,” Damien’s words were slow and easy, almost a drawl that soothed my aching nerves.
“I only spent one night with you, Damien. I don’t know much about you at all.” I replied, sitting back down on my stool to look up at him. Did he really change his mind after all this time?
“I’d like to let you get to know me better, Ginger. A whole lot better.” He smiled that smile that could charm the pants off a car salesman, but I didn’t let it make me crumble.
“Yeah, you’ve told me that before, Damien. I didn’t see you for five years after that.” I picked up the glass of seltzer water I’d been drinking and took a sip. “What’s changed?”
“Not a lot, I just realized how wrong I was when I saw you the other day. How stupidly, undoubtedly wrong I’d been about staying away from you.” He moved closer with each word, his eyes holding mine captive, until all I could see was his face and the halo of silky black hair framing his face. He was a tall man, much taller than me, and built with broad shoulders and a slim waist. And I could remember every single inch of it, even if I didn’t want to.
