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Oh, great. Now, I know he’s brought other women to this place. Which means at leastsomeof the looks I’m getting are more judgmental than curious.
I’m just the newest flavor of the month.
Blech.
“I’m not like your other dates,” I snap. “I’ve actually got a brain up here and, believe it or not, my life’s goal has never been to be arm candy to some guy, no matter how rich or powerful or influential he might be.”
Uri regards me coolly. “You seem upset.”
“Who, me?” I ask in a voice that’s way too high-pitched. “Not at all. I’m just dandy.”
His lips are pulling up a little. I swear to God, if he smiles, I’m gonna chuck my glass of water in his face. I’m being made to look like a fool.
“Did you think you were the only one I brought here?”
I purse my lips together. “I’ll admit, it was stupid of me to make the assumption that this dinner was for my benefit.”
“You need to relax, Alyssa.”
I can feel the heat rush to my face. “Don’ttell me to relax. I have no interest in being a pawn in your weird little power games. This isn’t dinner; this is a fucking dog-and-pony show. Meant to show thatyou—”
My words are consumed by a gasp. I grip the edge of the table and try to make sense of what’s happening. It takes me a few seconds, but eventually, I realize that the vibrator inside me is living up to its name, giving off a subtle quiver that I can feel thrumming up my body in subtle little bursts.
I stare open-mouthed at Uri, waiting for an explanation. His eyes are trained on me, bright with intention as he twists his hand around and opens his palm to reveal the little remote that he showed me earlier.
My mouth pops open. “Y-you’recontrolling the vibrator?” He nods as I grit my teeth and try to sit still so no one else notices what’s happening. “Well, stop it!”
“Like I said, you really need to relax.”
I try to grab the remote but he pulls it out of my reach smoothly. “Now, now, Alyssa, behave yourself. We’re in public.”
“You’re an asshole!”
He leans in so close that I can smell his cologne. “I’ve broughta lotof other women to this restaurant—” If it weren’t for the vibrator dancing around in my pussy, I’d have popped him one across that smug face. “—and none of them have ever called me an asshole. You don’t have to worry about being one of many, Alyssa. You’re not. You’re one of one.”
I’m not sure if it’s the vibrator or his eyes or the way he says those words but, God help me, it feels suspiciously like a compliment.
The vibrating stops and I sigh with relief. “Can I have the remote, please?” I croak.
“Not a fucking chance.”
I grit my teeth. “Is this your usual M.O.? Force all your dates to wear vibrators so that you can win every argument at the push of a button?”
He snorts. “You’re the first woman I’ve made wear a vibrator to dinner. And as for winning every argument: the women I tend to date don’t argue.”
I squirm in my seat. On top of being annoyed, I’m now soaking wet, too. I wish I could say it was solely the vibrator’s fault, but that’d be a lie by omission. Uri himself has an awful lot to do with it. How is it possible that I want to slap him and kiss him at the same damn time?
“How nice. That must have been so much more comfortable for you.”
“It was,” he says without missing a beat.
“Well, then you should have just asked one of those women out tonight instead of me.”
He smiles slowly. “The thing is, I’d much rather be triggered than comfortable.”
I can feel my body heat up. It doesn’t really help with the situation I’ve got going down south, either.
“I… trigger you?”
