Page 77 of The Jerk in Apartment 1B

Trina turns to me. “Speaking of jobs, you were right about Frank. He tried to set me up with his grandson, Wally.”

“His name is Wally? How old is this guy?”

“Twenty-two. His name is Wallace, but people call him Wally. Frank was going to have him come to the store today to meet me, but I told him I was seeing someone else.”

“Who?”

She crinkles her nose. “I might’ve said you.”

“You told Frank we’re dating?”

“I just said we had a date.” She grips my arm. “Sorry, but I was desperate. I didn’t want Wally showing up and asking me out and—”

“It’s fine. Don’t worry about it.”

“Really? You’re not mad? Because I know you go there all the time and now Frank thinks we’re dating.”

“It’s one date. Maybe it won’t go well and you’ll find someone else.”

“Yeah, I could tell him that.” She sits back, gazing out the window. “But then I’d have to find your replacement, which is a problem since I’m not dating.”

“Just make someone up. The guy doesn’t have to be real.”

Trina tells me more about what happened at her job today, and before I know it, we’ve arrived at the bar. I get out of the car and offer Trina my hand. As she steps out to the street, the slit in her dress opens, revealing her leg, all the way up to her thigh.

Don’t look, I tell myself, but of course I look. How could I not? She looks absolutely stunning in that dress.

This was a terrible idea. Taking her out, knowing how attracted I am to her? What was I thinking? I clearly wasn’t, and now it’s too late. We’re out together on this fake date and she keeps touching my arm and getting close to me. It’s making me want to take her home and get her out of that dress.

But that’s not going to happen. I can do this. I’m not some horny teenage boy. I’m a grown ass man. I can be out with a beautiful woman without anything happening.

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

Scott

Trina and I go into the bar and are seated at a small booth lined with red velvet. I’ve never been here, but a few of my clients have and recommended it. Apparently, the drinks are created by master mixologists who have won awards.

“This place feels naughty,” Trina says as she looks around.

“What do you mean?” I ask.

“It looks like one of those secret sex rooms.” She turns to me. “Did you see that movie where the guy had a sex room?”

I really wish she’d stop saying sex room because it’s making my cock react.

“No, I didn’t see it,” I say.

“It was red and black like this. And really dark.” Trina picks up the menu and looks through it. “These all sound good. What do you usually have?”

“I’ve never been here.”

“Then why did you pick this place?”

“Because these drinks are like nothing you’ve ever had. And since tonight is about new beginnings, I thought we’d start with a new drink.”

She looks up from the menu. “You really put a lot of thought into tonight.”

“As any guy should. If he’s taking you out, he should at least do a little planning.”

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