Page 94 of Consumed By You
“So what do you do, Darcy?” he asks, turning out the parking lot.
“I’m an assistant editor at a publishing house,” I reply, folding my hands in my lap. Damn it, my throat is dry. “You?”
“Lawyer.”
OhJesus.
“We’re not all boring and horrible as most people think.”
“I wasn’t thinking that,” I lie.
He increases the volume on the radio, filling the car with R&B music.
We remain silent for a good ten minutes. I take a deep breath when he finally speaks up.
“You’re quiet. Not falling asleep on me there, are you?”
“No. I just…I don’t usually do this.”
“Do what?”
I look down, embarrassed. He’s going to make me say it? “Go to people’s house’s I don’t know.”
“Nothing has to happen if you don’t want it to. We can talk.” He lays his hand on my knee.
Yeah right. I glare at him pointedly. That’s such a line.
“Something tells me you’ve never had a one-night stand before.”
“Is it that obvious?”
“Yes. So, you know the reason why my night’s so shitty. What’s yours?”
“Who said my night was shitty?”
“You forget I saw you downing tequila shot after tequila shot in there.” He laughs and I can’t help but do the same. Damn, I can only imagine what I looked like.
“You’re right. I just…I found out my ex started seeing someone tonight.”
“Damn, that sucks.”
“Yeah, it does.”
“Are you sure you want to do this?” he asks, glancing over at me.
I take a deep breath and nod again, signaling him onward.
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“So this is it.” He tosses his keys onto the stand right by his door. His apartment is stylish and classy. The ultimate bachelor pad.
“I like it.”
He takes my jacket and deposits both of ours on a leather chair in the foyer.
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.” I move closer to the wall to get a better look at the pictures. “Is this your family?”
