you know that you’d have to get our seal of approval first.”
It warmed my heart to know that they loved and supported me no matter what. But I didn’t often do this mushy gushy stuff and I had certainly met my quota for the entire week tonight. I looked over at my little sister, narrowing my eyes which made hers widen in apprehension. Yeah, she knew what was coming. She knew better than to go up against me when it came to avoiding your feelings.
This was a game she didn’t want to play with me.
Because I would always win.
“What about you, Gimley? Would Mr. Wexler meet our seal of approval?”
At the mention of Gabe and the fact that Felicity had a Jupiter-sized crush on him, her little pixie face turned the color of the red wine swirling around in my glass.
Gwen’s eyebrows raised and her head whipped over the Felicity, who had her head ducked and was trying to avoid our scrutinizing stares. Yeah, not so fun is it?
“Did he finally ask you out?” Gwen asked, both surprise and excitement lacing her voice.
“No, and it wouldn’t matter if he did. He’s a client and it would be inappropriate if we got involved. Besides, I’ve told you before that he has a complicated family situation.”
Not one that you’ve elaborated on. “Which means what exactly?” I asked.
“Drop it, Bea,” Felicity said in a low voice, “it doesn’t matter.”
She was as full of shit as I was.
“Oh, I think it does.” I wasn’t going to let her get away with this. “You asked me about my love life so now it’s your turn. Spill.”
She sighed and rubbed her forehead. “There’s nothin’ to tell. He’s divorced and all I know about it is that it didn’t end well. He hasn’t said anything but I’m guessin’ they’re havin’ custody issues over their daughter. And he doesn’t seem too open to dating right now, which is understandable and completely fine with me because I have tons of work to do and need to be concentratin’ on that.”
I smirked and looked over at Gwen. “Translation: she’s in love with him and wishes he would ask her out. But doesn’t want to seem pushy, so she’s steerin’ clear, oglin’ him from a distance and secretly plannin’ their future together.”
I knew because that was similar to what I’d been doing with Zane. Except instead of ogling him from a distance, we were having a lot of hot sex.
Felicity covered her face with her hands, making me laugh. “I do not ogle him,” she groaned. “I’m endin’ this conversation.”
“So, you don’t think he’s hot?”
She scoffed into her hands. “Of course, he’s hot. He’s gorgeous. Any woman with half an ovary could see that. But some of us have more control over our libidos than others,” she said pointedly, tossing me a look.
“Ouch.”
“I take it you’re not going to be picking out china patterns either any time soon?” Gwen asked Felicity, making my sister laugh sarcastically.
“Tell you what,” Felicity responded. “The day Bea becomes a one-man woman is the day I ask out Gabe Wexler. How’s that sound?”
Might happen sooner than you think.
I smiled at the thought but really didn’t know if it was true or not. It all depended on what Zane had to say about it.
I looked over at Gwen. Her eyebrow was raised at me in challenge.
Oh, how I loved a good bet.
We both looked back at my sister and said in unison. “Deal.”
##
Zane: You want to meet me at the park we played football at after you get off work?
The text from Zane had me smiling and anxious to see him, itching to touch him again.
Bea: Sure. Will my work clothes be appropriate for whatever we’re doing or should I change into something more comfortable?
Maybe he was finally going to teach me how to play rugby. I’d been asking him to for weeks, but he’d always refused, saying it was too rough a game and he’d never allow me to play with him and his buddies. Despite the fact that it was such a macho, chauvinistic thing to
It warmed my heart to know that they loved and supported me no matter what. But I didn’t often do this mushy gushy stuff and I had certainly met my quota for the entire week tonight. I looked over at my little sister, narrowing my eyes which made hers widen in apprehension. Yeah, she knew what was coming. She knew better than to go up against me when it came to avoiding your feelings.
This was a game she didn’t want to play with me.
Because I would always win.
“What about you, Gimley? Would Mr. Wexler meet our seal of approval?”
At the mention of Gabe and the fact that Felicity had a Jupiter-sized crush on him, her little pixie face turned the color of the red wine swirling around in my glass.
Gwen’s eyebrows raised and her head whipped over the Felicity, who had her head ducked and was trying to avoid our scrutinizing stares. Yeah, not so fun is it?
“Did he finally ask you out?” Gwen asked, both surprise and excitement lacing her voice.
“No, and it wouldn’t matter if he did. He’s a client and it would be inappropriate if we got involved. Besides, I’ve told you before that he has a complicated family situation.”
Not one that you’ve elaborated on. “Which means what exactly?” I asked.
“Drop it, Bea,” Felicity said in a low voice, “it doesn’t matter.”
She was as full of shit as I was.
“Oh, I think it does.” I wasn’t going to let her get away with this. “You asked me about my love life so now it’s your turn. Spill.”
She sighed and rubbed her forehead. “There’s nothin’ to tell. He’s divorced and all I know about it is that it didn’t end well. He hasn’t said anything but I’m guessin’ they’re havin’ custody issues over their daughter. And he doesn’t seem too open to dating right now, which is understandable and completely fine with me because I have tons of work to do and need to be concentratin’ on that.”
I smirked and looked over at Gwen. “Translation: she’s in love with him and wishes he would ask her out. But doesn’t want to seem pushy, so she’s steerin’ clear, oglin’ him from a distance and secretly plannin’ their future together.”
I knew because that was similar to what I’d been doing with Zane. Except instead of ogling him from a distance, we were having a lot of hot sex.
Felicity covered her face with her hands, making me laugh. “I do not ogle him,” she groaned. “I’m endin’ this conversation.”
“So, you don’t think he’s hot?”
She scoffed into her hands. “Of course, he’s hot. He’s gorgeous. Any woman with half an ovary could see that. But some of us have more control over our libidos than others,” she said pointedly, tossing me a look.
“Ouch.”
“I take it you’re not going to be picking out china patterns either any time soon?” Gwen asked Felicity, making my sister laugh sarcastically.
“Tell you what,” Felicity responded. “The day Bea becomes a one-man woman is the day I ask out Gabe Wexler. How’s that sound?”
Might happen sooner than you think.
I smiled at the thought but really didn’t know if it was true or not. It all depended on what Zane had to say about it.
I looked over at Gwen. Her eyebrow was raised at me in challenge.
Oh, how I loved a good bet.
We both looked back at my sister and said in unison. “Deal.”
##
Zane: You want to meet me at the park we played football at after you get off work?
The text from Zane had me smiling and anxious to see him, itching to touch him again.
Bea: Sure. Will my work clothes be appropriate for whatever we’re doing or should I change into something more comfortable?
Maybe he was finally going to teach me how to play rugby. I’d been asking him to for weeks, but he’d always refused, saying it was too rough a game and he’d never allow me to play with him and his buddies. Despite the fact that it was such a macho, chauvinistic thing to
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