Page 36 of Undeniably Perfect

“That’s it?”

I nod. Kent proceeds to order eight rolls and my mouth drops open.

“Did you just order the whole menu?” I ask after the waitress walks away.

He laughs. “No, but I’m hungry. Practice always gets me hungry.”

“I can see that. I just want you to know that this isn’t a sushi eating contest or anything. I can’t possibly eat that much.”

“No worries, I am good for it. I like to eat.”

“Oh, do you?” I ask him with a smirk.

He grins at me. “Why yes, I do.”

I blush, I’m terrible at flirting, what am I doing?

Kent doesn’t continue the flirtatious banter because a kid comes up and asks for an autograph and photo. Kent obliges and sweetly talks with the kid for a few minutes. The parents thank him just as our sushi order arrives.

“Does that happen a lot?” I ask him as I dip my sushi in the soy sauce.

He shrugs. “Yeah, I suppose. I’m used to it. Plus, I love it when kids come up to me. Those are the real fans, the ones that look at you like you are a superhero. I can never say no to them.”

I turn away and try to stop the smile from forming on my face. Why does he have to be so sweet?

Chapter Seventeen

Once we’re back at his house, I grab a box of belongings that I had stuffed in one of my suitcases.

“You want help?” Kent asks as he walks into the room.

“No, I got it.”

He doesn’t listen and crosses toward me to help me lift the giant suitcase on the bed. He does so with a thud.

There’s silence for a moment. And then I hear it, the buzzing.

“What’s that sound?” he asks, searching around the room.

Oh. My. God. Mortification sets in fast. “Oh, nothing. Thanks,” I say quickly as I try to usher him out of the room, but being the wall of muscle that he is, he doesn’t budge. He slowly unzips my bag. I pray to all the gods of embarrassing moments to spare me, just this once. But as he flips the lid of the suitcase open, the mystery buzzing noise becomes completely self-evident.

Kent picks up Mr. Bombastic. Mr. Bombastic was a gift from my friend, Kayla. One of my many friends that I haven’t seen in a long time because of my ex-boyfriend. Mr. Bombastic had seen me through some tough times. But now as Kent, the Ken doll giant perfection of a man, is holding it, I’m completely and utterly speechless and also really embarrassed.

Kent smirks and hands me my vibrator.

“I think this might have gotten misplaced,” he says. He holds on to it, so as I go to grab it, I can’t.

“Let go,” I whisper.

“Any other surprises that I should know about?” Kent asks as he looks around the room.

Kill me now. My face heats, and I shake my head. “I think that’ll do it for today.”

“Well, you know where I am if you need any help…you know, with anything,” he says with a wink and walks out of my room. I turn off Mr. Bombastic and sink onto the bed. Why me?

Kent

I can’t stop smiling remembering the look on Tabby’s face when I picked up her vibrator. Total mortification. What I wouldn’t do to use that toy on her and make her scream my name…I shake my head. I gotta stop thinking about her that way.

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