Page 47 of Game of Love
“Well your Pa isn’t exactly St. Peter so I’m gonna have to go with a no on the camping, or anything overnight related.”
We were joking around but it wasn’t exactly a joke, and a little bubble of disappointment fluttered into the pit of my stomach at the confirmation that there would be no camping or anything overnight related.
I looked at him and gave him a pointed stare. “I’m not a child you know. I don’t have to get my father’s approval for everything.”
“And there’s that fiery personality of yours again that could get you in trouble.” His eyes in the flicker of the flames looked darker but I could sense the desire. It reminded me of that night at the club.
“What now?” he prodded. “You tend to stare at me a lot and I don’t know what you’re thinking.”
“I’m thinking of the massive coincidence of seeing you at the club. It’s the only thing that doesn’t fit.”
“Why doesn’t it fit?”
“Everything so far has been about my father, but not that. He wasn’t at the club.”
“No, he was not.”
“So, are you going to tell me it was a coincidence. Seeing me there?”
He gazed at me and gave me that sexy half smile that made my nerves scatter.
“No, it wasn’t.”
“Did you follow me?” I asked because that was the obvious question.
“Maybe.”
“Maybe again? Why would you follow me? It wasn’t me you were working for.”
“Curiosity.”
My focus went straight to his lips as he leaned closer and said that.
“You watched me that night.” The same way he was watching me now.
“You weren’t exactly hard to miss. Is that the way you dance for all the guys you flirt with?”
I shook my head. “Nope, just the ones I like.”
My inner desire had made a return despite the shit from this morning. It was him. He brought it out of me no matter how forward I sounded.
He shook his head. “No Jia, you shouldn’t like me.”
“Because you don’t like me?” I wouldn’t ask a question like that if I didn’t already know the answer and I wouldn’t ask it if I thought he might tell me he didn’t.
“Never said that.”
“You seemed to like me well enough when you watched me dance. Unless you got in trouble with your girlfriend later for the obviously sexual way you stared at me.”
He chuckled and focused on me, his eyes seemed sharper. “Wow, I’m not sure if I should be impressed with your over confidence or thrown.”
“It’s not confidence, it’s truth. Except the girlfriend part. I don’t know if that’s true yet.”
“No, I don’t have a girlfriend, Jia,” he stated in a matter of fact tone. “That’s the question isn’t it?”
I nodded. “I can’t be blamed for my creativity.”
“No you cannot.”
