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“I’m Mason, it’s nice to meet you.” He extended his hand to me. I just stared at him.
“You seriously don’t recognize me?”
“Have we met before? I think I would remember a face like yours.” He gave me a seductive smile.
Oh, please. I wasn’t going to play his games, no matter how handsome he was. “Well, it was about half an hour ago, so I don’t expect you to remember.”
Mason’s lips curled into a smile. He did remember. “The taxi?”
“Yes, you stole my taxi. And acted like a complete asshole.”
“I didn’t steal your taxi, baby. I got there first.”
“Like that! Don’t call me that.” My face flushed.
“What? Baby?”
“Yes, stop it,” I hissed. “You don’t even know me. And I take back what I said earlier. I’m not sorry that I’m late. If anything you owe me an apology.”
“Is that so?”
“Yes, I spent the last thirty minutes hopping subway cars to get here as fast as I could. And for no reason at all.”
“No reason at all?” His mouth was set in a straight line as he stared at me. His jaw line was sharp and he had small dimples in his cheeks.
Damn it, why am I staring at him? He was infuriating.
“Well, I’m sorry about the taxi. And for acting like an asshole.”
“You’re quite the gentleman,” I said sarcastically.
“I am anything but gentle.”
Everything below my waistline clenched. What did he just say? I gulped. My throat made a weird squeaking noise. “I should probably just go.” I stood up, but he reached his hand out and grabbed mine. It felt like a spark of electricity went through my body.
“Don’t.” He locked eyes with me.
He was still holding my hand. I pulled away but sat back down. I was confused by my own reaction to him. He was a conceited asshole. But he was so handsome. I wanted to slap him and kiss him at the same time.
“How about we pretend the taxi thing never happened?” he said.
I took a deep breath. “Okay.”
He put out his hand again. “I’m Mason, it’s a pleasure to meet you.”
I shyly shook his hand. “Bridget, but you can call me Bee.”
“I’m honored.” He flashed me another smile.
The waiter came over. “Good evening, Miss, my name is Ethan. Are you two ready to order?”
Crap. I hadn’t even looked at the menu. I picked it up and scanned through the options. I should pick something simple that won’t get stuck in my teeth.
“Two rib-eyes, medium. And a bottle of cabernet,” Mason said. He snapped his menu shut and handed it to the waiter.
“Very well.” The waiter grabbed the menu and also picked up mine before hustling off.
“You don’t even know me. What if I’m a vegetarian?”
