Say You Love Me(31)

“Oh?” I asked her, staring as she sucked on her pinky finger.

“A bad, bad girl,” she said again, this time with more inflections.

“I see.” I grinned down at her, faking an enthusiasm I didn’t really feel.

“You do?” she said and I felt her hand sliding down the front of my jeans. “I can’t feel it,” she said with a pout as she moved her hand away. Normally a comment like that would make me feel like I had to man-up, but for some reason her overt sexual talk was doing nothing for me.

“I’ve never had any complaints,” I said finally with a wink.

“I’m sure I wouldn’t be complaining,” she said and I felt her tongue in my ear. It was then that the hairs on the back of my neck stood up and I felt a sudden chill. I wasn’t sure how I knew, but I just did. I moved my head to the side and all of a sudden I saw Mila and Sally standing there, staring at me and Louisa. Sally’s eyes were wide and as they met mine, I felt a flicker of worry as something akin to disappointment flashed through her eyes. I immediately stepped away from Louisa and raised my hand and waved my sister and Louisa over to join us. My stomach flipped as I watched them give each other a small look and then walk over to me. I could see Sally muttering something to Mila and I would have given anything to know what she was saying.

“Fancy seeing you guys here,” I said brightly and gave them both a hug.

“Hey, bro,” Mila said, her eyes flashing at me.

“Hi, Cody,” Sally said and looked away.

“Who’s this, then?” Louisa asked me forcefully. I gave her a small smile and then turned back to the girls.

“This is Mila, my sister, and this is Sally,” I said, willing Sally to look at me. “She’s Mila’s childhood best friend,” I said and then paused. I didn’t know what else to say. She’s my friend? She’s one of my closest friends? She’s my almost lover? She’s someone I have feelings for that I don’t quite understand? I frowned and then looked at Louisa. “And this is Louisa.”

“I’m his date,” she said as she offered her hand. “Cody, I didn’t expect to be meeting your family on the first date.” She giggled as she looked up at me. “What’s on the second date? Dinner with your parents?”

“Ha-ha,” I said, not laughing, feeling annoyed with myself for having brought Louisa to this bar. “So what have you two been up to, then?” I asked both Mila and Sally the question, but my eyes were on Sally, drinking in her face.

“Drinking. Hanging out,” Mila spoke, and Sally nodded.

“You guys want a drink?” I asked, offering to buy them a drink even though I knew date protocol should really have me dedicating my time to Louisa.

“Uhm, are you sure?” Mila looked at me and then at Louisa and made a face. “We don’t want to interrupt your date.”

“You won’t be,” I said with a smile, feeling annoyed at Mila. Why was she making this more difficult?

“Well, you might be ruining our style,” Mila continued. “We’re looking for a nice guy.”

“You have TJ.” I narrowed my eyes at her. “Aren’t you in love with him or something?”

“I said we’re looking.” Mila rolled her eyes. “The guy isn’t for me, obviously, it’s for Sally.”

“I see.” I felt my stomach twisting and I looked at Sally. “You didn’t tell me you were looking.”

“You never really asked.” She shrugged nonchalantly and looked up at me with a faint smile. Her eyes gazed into mine with an innocent look and she reminded me of a doe, all wide-eyed and nervous. What was she thinking? Was she thinking about that night? Was she mad at me? Did she hate me? I wanted to tell her that I was sorry for taking her back to my place. I was sorry for kissing her and touching her. I wanted to tell her that I hoped she didn’t think I’d taken advantage of her, but more than that I wanted to tell her that I’d spent the last few nights restlessly thinking of her and reliving those moments, wishing things had gone differently. I wanted to tell her that I could still taste her on my lips and feel her nails on my back. I could still feel her silky strands of hair on my chest, teasing my nipples. And I could still feel her quivering body underneath mine. My mind was constantly on her, wishing I could hear her screaming out my name as I took her to heights she’d never known before. I thought that maybe, just maybe, she’d be thinking the same, but no, here she was out looking for a guy, just days after our night. That made me mad and I didn’t even stop to think about what a hypocrite I was being. Here I was, also out, but actually on a date.

“So you looking to hook-up or for more?” I asked, trying to sound casual. “Or just whatever you can get?”

“I’m just looking for a nice guy, like every other girl,” Sally said softly.

“She wants a guy who can commit and show her that she’s special and treat her like a Queen,” Mila said sharply. “She wants a guy who will be there for her and love her and dedicate his life to her.”

“And you guys came here?” I asked questioningly. “Really?”

“Are you saying only the shady guys come here?” Mila gave me a pointed look and I glared at her. Why was she trying to force Sally into something?