Page 48 of Wasted Time


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She filled all of our glasses again. “I don’t know anything about him. He seems mysterious.”

“Umm…” I thought about Tank, and my face flushed.

“Are you blushing?” Harper teased.

I laid my hands against my hot cheeks. “This is so embarrassing.”

“No, it isn’t.” Bree swirled her drink in her glass. “If he can make you blush and he isn’t even in the room, that tells me all I need to know.”

“He’s just…” I had no idea how to describe him or how I felt around him. “He’s so different from the men I know.”

“How?” Charlie took a sip from her glass.

I picked up my glass. “He never hesitates to give me his opinion. On everything.”

Becs laughed. “We are from different worlds. The men I’ve known have always given their opinions.”

“Whether you want it or not,” Charlie added.

“Have you slept with him?”

“Harper!” Bree scolded her again, but she only shrugged and poured more into her glass.

Becs shrugged. “Have you?”

“No.” After I took a drink, I pulled the glass from my lips and noticed I felt very relaxed and warm. I blamed that feeling for why I kept talking. “But I did make out with him and then sleep in his bed.”

Becs squealed. “I knew it. Race said no, but I told him I saw a spark between you two. I can’t wait to tell him he was wrong.”

Charlie laughed. “I love doing that too. Not with Race, obviously, but proving Ben wrong is so much fun.”

“What’s it like making out with Tank?” Grace asked.

“It was exhilarating. I felt like I couldn’t get close enough to him.” Blushing, I dropped my head, hating that I said so much. “It was only one time, though, so maybe I made more out of it because I was drunk.”

“You should definitely do it sober so you can be sure,” Harper chimed in.

I lifted my head. “I don’t think that’s going to happen.”

Grace tilted her head. “Why not?”

“Well, we slept in the same bed that night, and he didn’t try anything. Then we went out to dinner.” I gestured toward Bree. “That’s where I met Bree, and he didn’t even kiss me, so I think for him it only happened because we’d been drinking.”

“Maybe he’s waiting for you to make your move,” Harper pointed out.

“Does he know about the stuffy lawyer?”

“Yeah.” I faced Grace when she spoke. “I told him.”

“What did he say?”

I remembered back to that night and realized he never said anything. I hadn’t really thought about that before, but he’d been quiet when I told him.

“Nothing.”

“Sometimes saying nothing says everything.” Bree lifted her glass to her lips. “And I have a feeling Tank said a hell of a lot with his silence.”

I had no idea what that meant.

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