Love At First Glance (Love at Firsts #1)(22)
“I thought you wanted the same thing. I mean you flirted back and were touching my arm and you clearly weren’t opposed to getting some action a few minutes ago when I whispered in your ear.” He looks completely dumbfounded.
“There’s a different between enjoying the moment and skipping a few steps.”
“I’ll let myself out. Goodnight.” He glares at me and walks out. The f*cking nerve of him! He doesn’t even apologize before slamming the front door shut. Well that went well. I sigh and walk to the front door, locking it behind that perverted bastard.
I walk back to the kitchen and clean up before brushing my teeth and removing my make up in the bathroom. I change into an oversized shirt and grab my iPod, not wanting to have a repeat of the other night. Before setting my alarm for tomorrow I shoot a quick text to Matt.
Me: Thanks for sending me on a date with a pervert! He thought he was going to get laid at the end of the night. See you in the morning. Loser. <3
Matt: I’ll kick his ass next time I see him. Sorry Gorgeous. I didn’t think he'd be a dick. Love you too lol. See you in the morning! <3
I smile and put the do not disturb mode on my phone and settle in bed for the night. As much as I hate that he was getting too handsy, it’s opened my eyes to the fact that at this point in my life, I don’t want a lover but a partner. I have a job I love, even though it can be frustrating at times, I have amazing friends and a beautiful apartment to live in. My life could be worse. I fall asleep that night dreaming of a faceless man who sweeps me off my feet.
CHAPTER 8
Friday Night
Thank God it’s Friday!
This week has dragged. Work hasn’t been that interesting but I guess you can’t meet up and coming rock bands every day. At least next week I’m covering the tattoo convention taking place in our beautiful city; that should make for a very interesting and fun day. I’ve been given two passes so I’ll ask Spencer to come with me. He’s a tattoo expert so he should be able to give me pointers on how to not look like a total spaz amongst people who are covered in ink. I don’t want to ask the wrong question and offend anyone.
Matt gave me jokey hell today about the date last night. Vincent had called him first thing this morning complaining that I was a prude and a tease. Apparently because I invited him in, I was obviously interested in having sex with him. I had to explain more than once that it wasn’t like that. Matt still thinks I’m a prude and was highly amused by my neighbor’s performances who is no longer a fat balding man but a young stud f*cking MILFs in his opinion. Either way, I’m disturbed by the noise and am tempted to go next door to get them to quiet down or soundproof the place so they can be as loud as they wants without me hearing a damn thing.
Tonight is mine and Spencer’s movie night and luckily no healthy food is allowed. Thank f*ck. I’m ready to eat my weight in sugar and carbs. To say I’m excited is putting it mildly and not just for the food. I’m excited to catch up with Spence. I miss him.
I squeal and jump up when I hear my intercom buzzer go off. I rush to the phone to let him in, slipping on my way there. Definitely not a good idea to wear fuzzy socks on hardwood floors.
“Hiya, bitch!” I chuckle.
“Did you start the Tequila without me?” Spencer questions and leans closer to the camera.
“No, just excited to see you. Come up.” I hang up and press the button to open the door before he can say anything else and bounce excitedly to my front door.
I don’t have to wait long for Spencer to get here. He probably ran up the stairs instead of waiting for the elevator. I open the door before he gets the change to knock and hug him. Well, more like I tackle him and hope that he’ll keep his balance.
“Are you sure you’re not drunk?” He chuckles and kisses my head.
“Yes I’m sure. I thought I was going to go insane if you took any longer to get here.” I pout.
“Brat. You knew I was bringing the food. That’s the real reason you’re so excited to see me.” He shakes his head and sets the food on the counter. I internally squeal with delight as I see that he has two big bags filled to the brim with food.
“You know me too well, but I’m happy to see you. It still feels weird not seeing you every day.” I shrug and look through the bags, immediately spotting the ice cream amongst a mountain of healthy-ish snacks. I'll let it go this time as he brought my favorite ice cream. I take it and put it in the freezer.
“I missed you too.” He smiles at me fondly. “So what’s new in Haven’s crazy world?” He chuckles and takes in my outfit. “Good thing I’m not into you or I’d jump you right now.” He raises his eyebrow.
“What? It’s comfortable.” I look down at myself.
“I’m sure it is. Tight shorts that show half your ass and tight tank top. Again, good thing I’m not into you.” He grabs his backpack and smacks my ass as he disappears into the bathroom.
“Stop it with my ass!” I shake my head and dish up our food. I love Spencer, even more so now because he brought me one of my favorite dinners; a bacon cheeseburger from Park Burger Highlands. “I love you Spencer,” I shout and take our plates to the couch. I’ve already set everything up for us to have a quiet night in.
“Only because I brought you a burger.” He walks towards me in just his grey sweatpants that are once again riding low on his hips, showing off that damn V of his. If only we were attracted to each other, it would be so much easier. I already feel comfortable around Spencer, we know everything about each other and when I do or say the dumbest things he never holds it against me. Sure he’ll make fun of me but it’s never in a mean way.