Page 34 of See Me

I told you you didn’t want to know. Besides, it’s just a means to an end.

Me:

COME GET ME NOW!

Enzo:

Ok, ok, I’m coming.

I grab my boxed food and walk out of the restaurant with my head held high. It’s the false confidence created solely by several shots worth of tequila in my drinks but I’ll take it.

ELEVEN

CROTCH ROCKET INDEED

I walk outof my office and Enzo comes sliding up to me in the hallway.

“You gotta go pick up Ella.”

“No.”

He moves to block me. “Luca, she’s stranded uptown with no ride.”

I dart around him. “Not my problem.”

“Fine. Then you go out there and work with Tomi and I’ll go get her.”

I look past Enzo’s head and see Tomi leaning on the bar, tits pushed up to her chin, twirling her hair like a bimbo at some guy in a suit.

I rub my handsdown my face and growl at him. “Where is she?”

“San Marco’s. Thanks man.” He slaps me on the shoulder and points his thumb behind him. “I got something going with the brunette out there and don’t want to fuck it up.”

Fucking dickhead.

I make my way to the parking garage. Do I take the truck that would make the ride more comfortable? It’s the logical choice. I smile as I dig the keys to the bike out of my glovebox and chuckle as I swing my leg over and fire her up.

This is going to be fun.

I pull up to the curb in front of where she’s pacing, a brown paper bag hanging off her wrist. She seems to be taking stock of her surroundings at least, turning and observing in every direction.

Good girl.

She glances at me, but I still have my helmet on so she doesn’t know it’s me. The breeze lifts her hair and suddenly I’m jealous of the wind. That it’s the one messing up her hair and not me. I take a minute to admire her legs and ass in the short fucking dress she’s wearing. My cock stirs for only a second before I realize she wore that on a date and someone else was admiring her legs and ass tonight.

But he isn’t here now.

What kind of douche takes a woman out,who looks like that, and leaves her stranded with no ride home? I grit my teeth thinking about how long she’s been standing out here alone.

I take my helmet off and kill the engine. It takes her anotherminute to turn her attention back to me and she crosses her arms over her middle, hip cocked out.

“Where’s Enzo?”

“Busy. Why are you standing out here alone and not inside?”

She huffs and rolls her eyes. “I’m a big girl. I can take care of myself.”

“You most certainly are not. A fourteen-year-old girl could carry your short ass away. And calling for a ride home doesn’t exactly equate to taking care of yourself.”

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