in place. She made me nervous but I didn’t want her to know what kind of effect she had on me. “Did you work today?”
“Yeah.”
“Where do you work?”
“I’m a freelancer,” she answered. “I work whenever I’m hired. I have a small office here in Manhattan but I get outsourced to do other jobs in different places.”
“Very cool. So, you’re your own boss.”
“Essentially.”
She and I were the same in that regard. “Do you like it?”
“I love it,” she said. “There’s nothing like making someone’s dream home. Or making a design that will survive hundreds of years after I’m gone. It’s an amazing feeling.”
“I can imagine.”
She crossed her arms over her chest, her clutch held tightly against her side. It was the first time she turned away, her eyes glued to the road.
“You like Will?” I suspected I already knew the answer but I asked anyway.
“He’s nice…”
My body wanted to close the gap between us and press my mouth to hers. My body was obsessed with hers to the point of insanity. And I didn’t just want her physically. I wanted to know everything underneath.
“You like Florence?”
I shrugged. “She’s nice…”
She nodded and still refused to meet my gaze.
“Dating isn’t really your thing?” I hated myself for asking a personal question I had no right asking. It just came out all on its own. I would never say something like that to any other stranger. For whatever reason, I thought it was okay to say it to her.
“No. Not really.” She looked at me again, her eyes bright and beautiful.
“Then why are you doing it?”
She shrugged. “It’ll make Florence happy. I have to try—for her.”
I wanted to know more. Actually, I want to know everything. “Did you just get out of a relationship?”
Before she could answer she spotted Florence and Will over my shoulder. “They’re here.”
I still wanted that answer.
“Hey.” Florence moved into my chest and hugged me. Before I knew what was going on she kissed me on the lips. “I’m so excited to see you.”
She caught me off guard and gave me the kind of affection I didn’t even want, but the damage was already done. “Hey.” I took a step back before she kissed me again. “Hungry?”
“Very.”
Will was immediately at her side. “I’ve been looking forward to this all week.”
“Me too,” Rose said quietly.
We went inside and took our seats near the window. Just like last time it was awkward. Rose tried to hide behind her menu and Florence was feeling me up under the table. If her hand could reach all the way across she’d probably be giving me a hand job right then and there.
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By the end of the night Florence was all over me. “You should come to my place. I have a nice view of the park.”
“Uh, maybe.” I didn’t want to sleep with her, not when I was interested in Rose.
“Or maybe we can go to yours…” Her leg had practically rubbed my jeans off.
I knew I got myself into a deep hole. I’d led her on and now she wanted me—naked. It was stupid for me to agree to this date just to see Rose. I suspected this would blow up in my face very soon.
Will and I split the bill then left our table, the girls by our sides. Florence hooked her arm through mine and pressed her body against me. She whispered something in my ear. “You’re mine tonight.”
Shit.
We walked outside then congregated off to the side away from the foot traffic. Rose still kept to herself, not showing Will any affection. She clung to her clutch like it was a lifeboat.
“Let’s head to my place.” Florence had become even more forward after a few drinks. I was attracted to confident women who knew exactly what they wanted, but it was a turn off when they were drunk—and bossy.
“Can I walk you home?” Will asked the same question as last time, and he would get the same answer.
“It’s okay.” Rose extended her hand to shake his. “I had a great time.”
He eyed her hand in
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