The Seduction Request

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Author: Michelle Celmer
first year was buy stuff. I guess I just never throw anything away.”
    â€œI feel your pain. It must have been real rough having all that money to spend.”
    â€œYou’d be surprised.” His eyes darkened with some emotion she couldn’t identify, and she had the sudden impression she’d dredged up something he didn’t want to confront. She couldn’t decide if that was a good or a bad thing.
    Probably bad.
    She grabbed paper plates and napkins from the kitchenette and opened the fridge. “I suppose you’ll want something to drink.”
    â€œWhatever you’ve got,” he said, looking around as if he wasn’t sure where to put the food.
    â€œI usually eat at the coffee table, so I can see thegame.” And because it happened to be the only table she owned.
    â€œStill a sports fan, huh?” He set the pizza down and sat on the love seat.
    She grabbed two beers. “To my parents’ dismay. My mother is always trying to drag me to Junior League meetings and Tupperware parties, when I’d rather stay home and watch the game with Ty and my dad.”
    She set the beers, napkins and plates on the table and sat next to him. Matt served them each a slice of pizza. Somehow the love seat felt a lot smaller with him sitting on it. They were so close, she could feel the heat of his thigh where it almost touched her own.
    Though it was eons ago, she still remembered what it felt like to be close to him. To feel those hard planes of muscle in his chest and stomach, his weight pressing her into the cool sand. Being with Matt had been everything she’d ever imagined—more than she’d ever hoped for. It had scared her as much as it thrilled her. And the tenderness he’d shown her had been completely unexpected. Foolishly she’d thought that meant he loved her.
    After all they’d been through together, when all was said and done, she’d been nothing but a conquest to him. All those years of friendship had meant nothing. And now, with all that money he couldn’t spend fast enough, she was sure he’d also raised his standards. She was the same unfeminine, in-your-face-girl she’d been back in high school. She hadn’t been good enough for him before, and she certainly wouldn’t be now, even if she wanted to be. Which she absolutely did not.
    â€œTy mentioned that you have a boyfriend. My being here won’t bother him?” Matt asked.
    Boyfriend. Now there’s a term she used rather loosely. It wasn’t as if she’d actually told her parents she and Alex were anything but good friends. They’d assumed, and she’d never set them straight.
    â€œNo, he wouldn’t mind. He’s not the jealous type.” Not when it came to women, anyway. Not only was Alex not her significant other, he was very gay. Flaming at times.
    Matt looked down, suddenly enthralled by his pizza. “I’d like to meet him. You should bring him around the restaurant some time.”
    Emily almost laughed. “You still can’t lie worth a damn, Conway.”
    His head shot up, a combination of guilt and surprise on his face.
    â€œMy brother can’t stand Alex. And he probably told you that. So I seriously doubt you’re all that jazzed about meeting him.”
    â€œYou work with him?”
    â€œHis mother owns the nursery.”
    Matt gazed around the apartment. Considering her living conditions, this guy obviously wasn’t paying her enough. What furniture she did have looked hand-me-down, and with the exception of the twenty or so plants hanging throughout the apartment, it was sparsely decorated. No art hanging on the walls. No photos.
    Ty hadn’t been exaggerating. This boyfriend of Emily’s did sound like a jerk. Abandoning Emily and leaving her to run his mother’s company while he was out partying was pretty low. And with a girlfriend as attractive as Emily, how could the guy notbe jealous
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