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I glanced at her as she came to stand next to me, deliberately looking straight ahead. She seemed to ignore that I existed.
Yet another thing that was driving me mad inside. Insane. It left a bitter taste in my mouth when she gave me the cold shoulder like that. I gritted my teeth. I wanted to end this spectacle right now. But Nika had no intention of interrupting what we were doing. She was simply too stubborn. Too eager to find some fault in my behavior that would give her the right to reprimand me.
But I would not allow it. I would prove to her that I was capable of dating other women and succeeding at it. The only thing I had to do was to forget my hatred of this situation.
Normally, an evening in a bar would go differently. I would have complimented her on her looks, ordered her a drink and tried to make her feel at home.
She looked striking. The black dress clung to her curves, accentuating her ass. The focus was not on the fact that it was a damn expensive dress, but that she knew exactly what she wanted to achieve with her appearance. Her long hair fell over her shoulders, curled at the ends, and the red lipstick almost magically kept my eyes on her mouth.
My mind was in a whirl. I wanted to kiss her– and then force her to wrap her sinful lips around my cock, to let me feel her tongue and then, after I had come in her mouth, to show me how much she enjoyed it. How much she loved that.
"So, what brings you here?" I asked, already feeling particularly stupid about it.
That's not how you talk to women. Was it? I usually didn't have this sort of trouble.
I noticed that Nikau raised an eyebrow and turned her head slightly to the side, giving me an appraising look. Somehow it had slipped my mind that she had spent years working in a seedy establishment in Iowa and probably had a lot of experience in keeping someone at arm's length when she wanted to.
But her lips curled into a grin, and she turned the rest of her body toward me.
It was no wonder that the young man had gotten up to try and catch her while she was still in the middle of the bar. He wanted to make sure he would be the first to lay claim to her in a room full of men. Too bad that she was already mine– no matter what kind of games we were playing tonight.
Only she did not know it yet. In fact, I had yet to prove it to her.
From under her lashes she sparkled at me with amusement, as if waiting to hear more from me. But she hadn't even given me an answer to my initial question.
I told the bartender to serve us our drinks– ignoring the fact that in her scenario I should have asked her what her drink was first. I knew the answer. So why take a detour?
"Either you're clairvoyant or you have very good taste," she remarked as the drink appeared under her nose and– astonishingly– it was exactly what she usually drinks.
This was ridiculous. My skin felt far too tight. At some point during the evening, I would have a heart attack if she insisted on further playing this charade.
I forced a thin smile to my lips. "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing," I said.
"That sounds pretty chauvinistic."
"It's the truth, though."
Usually at this point I would ask the crucial questions. There was no time to waste, because whenever I returned to the resort from another failed date, I'd seek out Nikau to make it clear to her, one way or another, that she hadn't found the right girl for me yet again. It was lovely. Like playing a game where we both won because we ended up in bed together. Exhausted. Satisfied.
But now Nikau had a fixed script in her head and insisted on torturing me. So she basically left me no choice but to play along and later– for another failed date– make sure the end result remained the same. The only thing that kept me sane was the thought that I was allowed to choose the next date and I already knew exactly where it would take us.
"Let's skip the small talk and get straight to the point," I finally said. That's how I'd done it with the other women. And that's what she wanted to see.
Didn't she?
"And what would this important point be?" she replied. I heard a hint of amusement. It didn't make it any easier for me to remain serious.
"Let's start with what experience you've had."
"That's a very indiscreet question for a first date, isn't it?"
"And extremely important. A deal breaker if the answer isn't right."
She narrowed her eyes a little. "I'm learning," Nika finally said.
Did my direct, brash way annoy her? Was it her annoyance that I was letting her say these things, even though I had a clear idea of how well she was learning?
"Is that so? If you already have someone to teach you all these things, then why are you coming on a date?"
