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Fianna sighed. Her first date of the evening just earned a strike against him before he even sat down at her table.
Was it really just her who found this behavior offensive? Should she not care that her date drooled over another woman like a piece of meat a second before he would chat with her?
Fianna took another sip from her cocktail, even though she detested the sour taste. Did she have ridiculously high standards for a partner? Or was she too sensitive?
One sip turned into a few gulps and she clanked her empty glass on the table.
Why should she question herself?
This guy was nothing to her.
“Hi, gorgeous. How’s it going?”
She looked up from the white table linen and gave him a smile she would give any stranger in passing.
“Ah, this should be fun,” he said and shot her the same wink he’d treated the waitress on. “I’ll make you warm up to me in these six minutes.”
She highly doubted that.
Fianna picked up her pen and said, “I have to fill in your name here…”
“Todd.”
After scribbling his name, she placed her hand in his outstretched hand. “Hi. I’m Fianna.”
“That’s an unusual name,” he said before he kissed the back of her hand.
She raised her chin. “I guess.”
“I haven’t seen you here before,” he stated. He sat down and took a gulp from his draft beer. His dark brown eyes matched his hair. He’d styled his longer hair on top in a way it didn’t seem to be styled at all, if that made sense.
She sat back in her chair. “This is my first time.”
He smirked, leaning in over the table. “Ah, so I just popped your cherry?”
The ass was handsome; she had to give him that. It wasn’t like she was totally immune to the opposite sex. After all, it had been months since her last non-toy-induced orgasm.
“I wonder….” He licked his lips while his dark gaze stuck to her cleavage.
Todd just earned his second strike by talking to her tits instead of looking her in the eye. She wondered if the six minutes were up anytime soon.
“Does the carpet match the drapes?”
She wasn’t even shocked that someone would actually have the nerve to ask. A guy she’d just met minutes ago. She mirrored him, leaning in from her side of the table like she wanted to let him in on a little secret.
Done with this idiot, Fianna decided to have a little fun. With her most innocent voice, she asked, “What do you mean?”
Todd smirked. “Come on. You know what I mean…”
She pulled both shoulders and gave him her best pouty lips. “No? I really don’t?”
“It’s just a saying.” Todd glanced over his shoulder for a moment, probably searching for a hidden camera or maybe for the nearest exit for a quick escape.
“Oh. Okay. But what does this saying means?” She took great pleasure in the blush creeping over his stupid face.
“I… I was just wondering how—I mean if your…”
Great. The pig was sweating now, searching for his words to explain his crappy innuendo.
