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Ellen clapped her hands and ordered Atlas and I into position next to one another.
The way I stood and the size of him, I felt like I was about to melt into him.
I smelled his clothes, skin, and his cologne.
He didn’t smell like sweaty cigarette smoke or anything dangerous.
He smelled clean, put together. The kind of smell that tickled your nose at the same time it tickled your toes. And it also tickled your-
“Sayhockey!” the photography called out.
Just like that, the date had sort of begun.
Ellen started to give suggestions where to go eat and Atlas placed his hand to the small of my back and guided me away from her.
He led the way to an obnoxiously large vehicle.
A very expensive SUV that was all black, everywhere.
Now if I saw a guy driving something like that I would roll my eyes and assume his dick was smaller than my pinky finger.
But the size of Atlas… I understood.
He was even nice enough to open the passenger door for me and stand there to make sure I climbed up and into the vehicle.
I felt so tiny sitting there.
Atlas got behind the wheel and looked at me.
“Here’s the deal, love. I can take you home right now if you want. Our obligations have been met.”
I shook my head.“I said I’m not done with this until I get dinner.”
I likedthat he chose some simple place to eat.
I liked that it was near the beach.
A calm and cool night, us basically hiding at a table, eating pasta like it was our last meal.
I felt zero pressure near Atlas, which was nice.
It wasn’t like we were actually on a real date.
He had no interest in me.
I was randomly chosen to be his date for some hockey promotion thing.
“Now what happens after tonight?” I asked him. “Do we need to do some kind of follow up?”
Atlas chuckled. “We’re the worst team in the league. Nobody gives a shit about us. Ellen did this to raise money for her charities. That’s it. I don’t even know if her and her husband care about the hockey team.”
“Then why own it?”
“Money. Gives them something cool in their portfolio.”
“That sounds like a horrible way to live,” I said.
“I agree, Hazel.”
