Love At First Glance (Love at Firsts #1)(27)

“Shut it, Spence.” I shake my head and eat my soup, moaning quietly as the delicious taste hits my tongue.

“No chance in hell, so? Your neighbor?” He presses me.

“Oh yeah, I didn’t tell you.” I grin and retrieve the note from my bag and hand it to him.

“What’s this? What does it have to do with your neighbor?” He asks, looking at me in confusion.

“Just read it.” I grin and carry on eating my soup, stealing his tofu as he reads the note.

“This guy is a f*cking legend. Literally.” He laughs aloud, earning us a couple of glares.

“He’s a f*cking creep!” I whisper loudly.

“Hey, where did my tofu go?” He looks between me and his bowl.

“Ran away when you laughed like a mad man.” I grin innocently.

“You’re lucky I love you.” He glares at me playfully.

“I know, I know.” I smile.

“What are you going to do about the note, little Miss Know It All?” He questions before eating the remainder of his soup.

“Nothing? What do you want me to say? Yes?” I raise my eyebrow at him.

“Your eyebrows need to be plucked, it’s a f*cking bush up there and of course say yes!”

“Leave my eyebrows alone and no way. I don’t know that guy, I still don’t know what he looks like and you know how I feel about f*cking just for the sake of it. Besides, if he's in a relationship, that'd be awful, I don't want to be that woman,” I say perplexed and make a disgusted face.

“I know, but you can’t deny that it’s flattering. He wants to f*ck you, also not knowing what you look like, based on the simple fact that he loved the way you moaned and talked dirty.” He shrugs and starts picking a few sushi plates from the conveyor belt.

“It’s flattering, I agree with you on that, but it’s creepy. I don’t know him and I don’t have sex with people without feelings.”

“You don’t have sex with people you have feelings for either,” he says giving me a pointed look.

“Adam was different. He wa-”

“Don’t use the ‘Adam was different’ card with me. Adam was your boyfriend and you wouldn’t have sex with him. Don’t you like to have sex or what?” He looks at me horrified.

“As I was saying before I was interrupted, he was always making comments about my weight and it made me feel uncomfortable about being naked around him. Besides, the sex wasn’t anything to rave about.” I sigh, slowly losing my appetite.

“Don’t let him get you down again. He’s done it enough. You need to meet a guy who’ll make you feel special and will love you for you and your curves and crazy personality. You need to go out more in order to meet someone though,” he tells me, reminding me of a mother scorning her child.

“I know, but you know how much I hate going out to bars and places like that.”

“You don’t say.” He mocks. “I’ll take you out to a club one of these days and you’ll have fun. It’ll be just the two of us and we’ll dance and drink the night away.”

“Then I definitely won’t meet a guy. People always think we’re a couple when we go out.” I grin.

“I know, I quite like it. It keeps the dickheads away. If a guy really wants you, he will go for you no matter what.” He shrugs.

“I guess you’re right. It just seems to be an impossible task meeting a man who isn’t threatened by you.”

“Why?” He looks at me perplexed.

“Because you’re hot, you dumbass.” I chuckle.

“I am,” he says smugly.

“So humble as well.” I shake my head and shove a California roll into my mouth.

“Yeah, the fact you’re still single is purely my fault, not at all because you are a little pig when you eat.” He chuckles and wipes wasabi off my lip.

“Ah who cares? I thought he was supposed to accept all of my flaws,” I question him.

“He will. Don’t worry. He’ll come along, you just have to be patient.” He smiles at me genuinely and I believe him. I just hope I’m not waiting ten years.

“Thank you.” I smile and kiss his cheek.

“Anytime. So, what are you going to do about the note?” He pops a sushi into his mouth. How in the hell can he still look this good when eating, I look like a mess when I try to eat. Lucky bastard. Men have it way too easy.

“I don’t know. Maybe just slip a note saying ‘no’ under his door. I don’t want him to think I’m even be remotely interested or playing hard to get if I don’t reply.”

“Yeah, such a shame. If you ever see him though I want a picture to see if I was right with my description.” He smirks.

“If only he were as hot as you described him.” We both sigh dreamily.

“Would you do him then?” He raises his eyebrow at me.

“Maybe?” I grin shyly.

“Oh my, Haven is growing some balls!”

“Dickhead.” I chuckle. “It’s just…you and Matt talk so much about sex and then the neighbor is f*cking at all hours of the day and night, it’s making me horny.” I shrug.

“That’s good. Maybe you’ll get some soon then.” He snickers and grabs a plate of two dumplings shaped like balls and sets the plate in front of me.