Page 18 of Dark Obsession
"He will. Okay. Thanks for coming by." I slipped my arm into Thomas' and walked him to the door, giving him a quick hug before half-shoving him out. I turned back to Nate and gave him a stern look. "Really? What was that? You don't even know me."
"Do I have to know you to want to protect you?" He slipped his hands into the front of his jeans and gave me a smile that made me want to purr and rub against him.
"No, but jeez." I walked back around the counter and grabbed a cup. "Black coffee? No cream or sugar."
He tilted his head and watched me, not saying a word.
"Who was he?"
"Who? Thomas? He's my best friend's older brother."
"Old boyfriend?" He had no inflection to his voice at all. I couldn't tell if he was pissed or happy as a lark.
"Yes, but it was a long time ago." I crossed my arms over my chest as if to protect myself. What did Nate care who I dated? He was way the fuck out of my league.
"Hey, buddy!" A chunky guy with thick brown hair and a lopsided smile moved up beside Nate and patted him on the back. "You said we were meeting at your place, not the coffee shop."
"Hey, Mikey." Nate glanced down at the smaller man and back up to me. "I don't like it."
"And I'm not sure why you think I would care." I shook the cup back and forth slowly. "Coffee or not?"
"Yes. And whatever he's having." He moved down toward the pickup counter and Mikey moved up.
"I'll have a frozen chocolate coffee thing." His eyes moved from the board above my head down to my face. "I'm Mikey. Nice to meet you."
I extended my hand and shook his. "I'm Jenna."
"I'm aware." He chuckled and glanced down at Nate, who was wrapped up in a conversation with Cynthia. Surprise, surprise. "He needs to just get over himself and ask you out, but I'm not sure he's going to do it. You should do you both a favor and just ask him."
"What?" I snorted and shook my head. "No fucking way. I'm not that kind of girl."
"It's the twenty-first century. You guys would be great together." He glanced down toward Nate and visibly paled. "And that's my cue to shut the fuck up."
I turned my attention toward Nate as his eyes narrowed a little more. God, he was beautiful. Our eyes met, and I held his stare and pursed my lips tightly. I wasn't giving into whatever the fuck he was up to. Bringing in his friend to push me to ask him out?
No fucking way. He might turn me on in ways that would make a whore blush, but he wasn't the right guy for me.
Then who is?
Thomas? No way. Too pretty.
Erik? Hell no. Too damn deadly.
"Don't let him fool you, princess. I'm not the movie and popcorn kinda guy." Nate had moved back in front of me. The scent of his cologne wafted by my nose, driving lust deep inside my stomach. My nipples budded.
"And what kind of guy are you?"
"A dangerous one. Remember that." He turned and walked toward his regular table, sitting down and staring out the window like he always did.
His comment made me wanna whimper and crawl over the counter toward him. What the hell was wrong with me?
Bored. I was bored as fuck. I needed some action in my life before I made a real mistake. Going to Kadia with Thomas and Grace didn't seem like such a bad idea all of a sudden.
At least it was a start.
