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can decide
what I want...does that make sense?”
    He looked a little puzzled.
“I’m not sure...I’m not like that so I can’t say...” He looked to
be pondering the thought. “I mean, if I just want to fuck a woman
am gonna come straight out and say it.”
    I caught my breath. “You
are?”
    “ Of course.
‘Cause I already told you, I’m a busy guy – I don’t have time to
beat around da bush about anything really, least of all
sex...”
    “ I see...” I
paused. “But I thought you don’t date.”
    He kind of laughed. “Who’s
talkin’ about dating? I’m talkin’ about sex – that’s not the same
thing.”
    “ Hmmm...” I
nodded slowly. “I guess you’re right.”
    He was looking at me. “Can I
be honest with you?”
    I braced myself. “Of
course.”
    “ You sure?” He
was giving me an out.
    I decided against taking it.
I wanted to know what he was going to say. “I’m sure.”
    “ Well...” He
leaned back again, watching me closely. “The first day I saw you in
the restaurant...from the first moment I saw you, I already knew I
wanted to fuck you.”
    I caught my breath at his
directness but decided to let him finish.
    He didn’t take his eyes off
me. “I mean...you...when I look at you I just see everything that I
like. It’s not every day I see a woman that take my breath away
like you do... And knowing me, am always straight up and honest
‘bout everything so am just telling you all this right now
because...as nice as it would be…am not just gonna try and fuck
you. I knew that from the first day too. First, because I don’t
think that’s how you operate and second because I prefer to get to
know you instead... And I don’t know why, but...it just something
am feeling...” He picked up his pint and took a sip, still watching
me. “So if you used to a lot of men feeding you a bunch of shit
about what their true intentions are then I think I should just put
it out there... am not gonna bullshit you.”
    My heart was going a mile a
minute again. I had never heard a man talk to me like that. I was
falling – hard. And it scared me.
    “ So...what about
you?”
    “ Me?” I tried to
regain my composure.
    He smiled again. “I told you
my intentions so I want to know yours.”
    I had never been asked that
question before. I took a small sip of my wine and looked at him.
Now it was my turn to be bold.
    “ What if I told
you my intentions are just to fuck you?” I told myself it was only
the wine talking...
    He took a moment to
contemplate it. Then he nodded slowly. “Then I would tell you to go
ahead and take care of the cheque while I go call us a
cab.”
    I laughed. “That was funny.
You’re on again.”
    He smiled. “Thank
you.”
    “ I like you
though,” I admitted. “There’s just something about you – maybe it’s
the chef thing – there’s nothing sexier that a man who can cook.”
The wine seemed to be having a premature effect on me.
    He seemed pleased though.
“Nothing?” He raised his eyebrows.
    I smiled. “It’s a big one,”
I assured him. “Also...” I paused. “I mean, I don’t know if you
remember but...you didn’t freak out when I told you how I live with
my mom. Most men are turned off by that or something but...for
me...that’s just the way it is. So relationships don’t really come
easy for me.”
    I
bit my lip. Relationships. I couldn’t believe I’d said
that.
    He was giving me that deep
piercing look of his again. “Your mom is sick. That must not be
easy.”
    I shook my head slowly.
“It’s not. I mean, some days are better than others... Some days
she can get around a lot easier and we can just cook dinner
together or watch a movie and talk or go to the park...and then
some days she can’t even get out of bed... I actually lost my last
job because she had a really bad spell and I missed too much time.”
I shrugged. “So yeah...anyway...sorry. Bad topic.”
    But Ben didn’t look
bothered. He was just watching me so closely.