Reflected in You(53)

"I'm not saying he wasn't.


He just wasn't good for me."


Just thinking about that time in my life made me want to squirm in embarrassment.


Brett Kline was hot and he had a voice that made me wet just hearing it, but he was also one of the prime examples of an unfortunate choice in my previously sordid love life.


"Moving on .


You talk to Trey lately?" Cary's smile faded.


"This morning."


I waited patiently.


Finally, he sighed.


"I miss him.


Miss talking to him.


He's so f*cking smart, you know? Like you.


He's going to that party with me tonight."


"As friends? Or as a date?" "These are really good."


He chewed a bite of one of his tacos before replying.


"We're supposed to be going as friends, but you know I'll probably screw that up and f*ck him.


I asked him to meet me there and to head home from there so we're not alone, but I can always bang him in the bathroom or a goddamn maintenance closet.


I have no willpower and he can't say no to me."


My heart hurt at his dejected tone.


"I know what that's like," I reminded him softly.


That'd been me once.


I'd been so desperate to feel connected with somebody.


"Why don't you .


you know .


take care of it beforehand.


Maybe that'll help."


A slow, mischievous smile spread across his handsome face.


"Can I get you to record that for my voice mail message?" I threw my wadded-up napkin at him.He caught it with a laugh.


"You can be such a prude sometimes.


I love it."


"I love you.


And I want you to be happy."


Lifting my hand to his lips, he kissed the back.


"I'm working on it, baby girl."


"I'm here if you need me, even if I'm not home."


"I know."


He squeezed my hand before releasing it.


"I'll be around a lot next week.


Gotta get ready for my dad's visit."


I bit into a taco and my feet did a little happy tap dance at how delicious it was.


"I wanted to ask you about Friday.


I've got to work, so if you're around, would you keep an eye on him? I'll stock up on the food he likes and leave him some city maps, but - " "No problem."


Cary winked at a pretty blonde as she walked by.


"He'll be in good hands."


"Want to see a show with us while he's in town?" "Eva honey, I'm always game to hang with you.


Just let me know where and when, and I'll keep things clear as much as possible."


"Oh!" I quickly chewed and swallowed.


"Mom told me she saw your pretty mug on the side of a bus the other day."


He grinned.


"I know.


She forwarded a pic she'd taken with her phone.


Awesome, right?" "Beyond.


We'll need to celebrate," I said, stealing his signature line.


"Hell yeah."


* * *


"Whoa!" Shawna paused on the sidewalk outside her Brooklyn apartment complex and gaped at the limousine idling in the street.


"You went all out."


"Not me," I said dryly, checking out her tight red shorts and strategically slashed Six-Ninths screened T-shirt.


Her bright hair had been pulled up and teased, and her lips were painted to match her shorts.


She looked hot and ready to party, and I felt vindicated in my clothing choice of ultra-short black leather pleated skirt, fitted white ribbed tank top, and cherry red sixteen-eye Doc Martens.


Gideon, who'd had his back to us while talking to Angus, turned to face us, and I found myself as dumbstruck now as I'd been when I first saw him after he had showered and changed.


He wore loose-fitting black jeans and a plain black T-shirt with heavy black boots and somehow made the severely casual combination look so f*cking sexy, I wanted to jump his bones.


As Dark and Dangerous as he was in a suit, he was even more so when ready to rock.


He looked younger and every bit as mouthwateringly gorgeous.


"Holy shit, tell me that's for me," Shawna whispered, gripping my wrist like a vise.


"Hey, you've got your own.


That one's mine."


And it gave me a huge thrill to say so.


Mine to claim, to touch, to kiss.


And later on, to f*ck to exhaustion.


Oh yeah .


She laughed when I rocked onto my tiptoes in anticipation.


"All right.


I'll settle for an introduction."


I did the honors, then waited for her to hop into the limo first.