Page 14 of My Super Sexy Spy
I considered his proposition. I’d landed in Rome yesterday and had trained it up to Venice today. I didn’t have a plan other than to walk around Venice taking a bunch of selfies.
Did I want to do all that with Ted? Part of the whole breaking out of my prison thing was also about making new friends. I needed to learn how to trust people again in general. Connect with someone even if it wasn’t romantic.
Spending a day with Ted, with no romantic strings attached, could be another positive move in the right direction.
“What if we don’t like each other?” I asked him.
“Then we walk away from each other. But it’s not possible. I’m a totally likeable guy. Just ask my friends.”
“You have a lot of them?” I asked, curious.
“I don’t know, what’s a lot? I’ve got my work friends, my hometown friends, my college friends. I would say it’s a pretty normal amount of buddies.”
“Do you have any girl friends? I don’t mean a girlfriend…”
“Yeah, I know what you mean. I suppose I can’t count my buddies’ wives.”
I shook my head. “No, it can’t be through an association. She has to be your legit friend that you met directly.”
He scratched his chin and finally admitted, “Then no. I guess I don’t. You could be my first.”
I took a sip and considered it. “I guess I could pop your female friend cherry.”
“Again with the innuendo,” he laughed. “It’s a good thing I’m not into you or I might have recognized how badly you needed to be banged and tried to talk you into a one-night stand. Then I would have to bail the next morning so things wouldn’t be awkward. Then we wouldn’t be able to hang out in Venice tomorrow.”
I smiled. “Yeah, I guess it’s a good thing. Okay, what time tomorrow?”
“Meet in the lobby for breakfast around nine?”
I couldn’t believe I was doing this. That I was actually going to attempt to spend the day with a stranger and just see where it went. Instantly my trust issues kicked in.
“How do I know you’re not a serial killer?”
He shrugged and took a sip of his beer. “I guess you don’t. But Venice is packed with tourists this time of year. It would be really difficult to off you and dump your body without someone seeing.”
Sounded logical enough to me. Besides it’s not like he was physically threatening. I’m pretty sure if I had to, I could take him out. As a person who lived on the streets, I knew how to fight dirty and how to kick a guy in the balls where it really hurt.
“Okay, Ted. Tomorrow in the lobby at nine. Don’t be late or I’ll think you decided not to come.”
“Trust issues much?”
“You don’t know the half of it.” I finished my martini and hopped off my stool. “Goodnight. I’ll see you tomorrow. Maybe.”
“You’ll see me tomorrow. Definitely. It will be fun.”
I lifted one shoulder. “I guess we’ll see.”
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Liam aka Leigh
ME:Hey, you’re online! How’s it going so far?
BETH:Well, I just got here, but so far, it’s pretty incredible. And I already met a guy. Well two guys…sort of.
ME:Two guys! Deets please.
BETH:The one guy is superhot and totally out of my league. Like Charlie Hunman hot.
