to get over to Rivers early! Gabbi is
meeting us there. I think she is having dinner with Wade, then headed over
while they set up.” Michelle looks back to Sly, “I swear, Connor can’t keep his
hands off Nae-Nae when they are together.”
I catch the scathing look that Sly shoots towards Connor.
That is not what a “big-brother” needs to hear, especially not after witnessing
me kissing another man. The entire time Sly has known me, he’s never had to see
me with anyone. Even when Matt and I had started dating before that night, Sly
wasn’t around us when we were together, so he didn’t have to see it.
Connor places one more soft kiss on my lips, “Let’s go,
Sweetness, before I don’t want to leave.” Then he leaves me standing in the
doorway of my bedroom with a smirk and my wits on the floor.
“Oh dear God! Lynae, get your ass out here and lets go.” Sly
is holding the door to my apartment open as he is ushering Michelle and Connor
out.
Trying to smile sweetly, I head towards my friends, grabbing
my purse, I walk out the door. Tonight should be interesting. I love that I’ll
get to see Connor perform again, I’ve really enjoyed watching Shameful Regret
practice, but it seems like he takes on an entirely different persona on stage.
It’s this persona that makes my heart beat faster and my insides clench with
desire, a desire that I’m having a harder and harder time trying to fight.
Chapter Thirteen
Sly wanted to go to Angelo’s Italian Bistro. It is his
favorite restaurant in Charleston, and it is convenient for parking and walking
to Rivers, the club that Shameful Regret is playing at tonight. It has
wonderful authentic Italian dishes and the best Tiramisu ever made. The corner
booth we were seated in makes for a very cozy atmosphere. Michelle and I slide
in first next to the wall, followed by our escorts for the evening. It is funny
watching Sly observe Connor and I. We all rode together in my Escape, so we
only have one vehicle to worry about, and Sly tried to sit up front with me out
of habit. One look from Connor had him scurrying to the back to sit with
Michelle.
Connor takes the lead ordering our wine and appetizers. He
orders a bottle of Merlot, saying that he noticed that was the only red wine I
have in my kitchen, so he figures it was my favorite, and her ordered
bruschetta for the table. Connor also keeps his hand on my thigh underneath the
table, giving it a gentle squeeze every now and again.
“So, Connor, Lynae hasn’t really told me much about you.
Seeing as I haven’t been able to get her on the phone much this week, I’d like
to make sure you’re good enough for my girl here.” Sly pins Connor with a very
stern look.
Michelle smacks Sly’s arm. “Oh, stop it. I’ve already given
him the low down that if he hurts our Nae-Nae, that we will have his balls.”
I absolutely hate that they are talking about me as if I’m
not sitting right here, but at the same time, I love the fact that my friends
are so protective of me. They may not know why I’ve kept away from the dating
scene, but they at least want to make sure I’m dating someone who isn’t going
to shred me, and Connor has the definite ability to do just that.
Connor takes the questions with ease. “Look, you don’t know
me, and Michelle doesn’t really know me. I’ve just met Lynae, but I can already
tell she is very special. I want nothing more than to make her happy and
protect her from any pain.” He gives me a knowing look as he puts his arm
around my shoulders. “I have never met anyone quite like her before. I can
sense something in her that I really want to learn more about. I get that you
love her, I love the fact that she has friends like that to depend on.”
This seems to appease Sly, because he simply nods and picks
up his menu to decide on what entrée to order. I don’t know why, he always
orders the same thing when he comes here. So do I. When our waitress came to
take our orders, he
meeting us there. I think she is having dinner with Wade, then headed over
while they set up.” Michelle looks back to Sly, “I swear, Connor can’t keep his
hands off Nae-Nae when they are together.”
I catch the scathing look that Sly shoots towards Connor.
That is not what a “big-brother” needs to hear, especially not after witnessing
me kissing another man. The entire time Sly has known me, he’s never had to see
me with anyone. Even when Matt and I had started dating before that night, Sly
wasn’t around us when we were together, so he didn’t have to see it.
Connor places one more soft kiss on my lips, “Let’s go,
Sweetness, before I don’t want to leave.” Then he leaves me standing in the
doorway of my bedroom with a smirk and my wits on the floor.
“Oh dear God! Lynae, get your ass out here and lets go.” Sly
is holding the door to my apartment open as he is ushering Michelle and Connor
out.
Trying to smile sweetly, I head towards my friends, grabbing
my purse, I walk out the door. Tonight should be interesting. I love that I’ll
get to see Connor perform again, I’ve really enjoyed watching Shameful Regret
practice, but it seems like he takes on an entirely different persona on stage.
It’s this persona that makes my heart beat faster and my insides clench with
desire, a desire that I’m having a harder and harder time trying to fight.
Chapter Thirteen
Sly wanted to go to Angelo’s Italian Bistro. It is his
favorite restaurant in Charleston, and it is convenient for parking and walking
to Rivers, the club that Shameful Regret is playing at tonight. It has
wonderful authentic Italian dishes and the best Tiramisu ever made. The corner
booth we were seated in makes for a very cozy atmosphere. Michelle and I slide
in first next to the wall, followed by our escorts for the evening. It is funny
watching Sly observe Connor and I. We all rode together in my Escape, so we
only have one vehicle to worry about, and Sly tried to sit up front with me out
of habit. One look from Connor had him scurrying to the back to sit with
Michelle.
Connor takes the lead ordering our wine and appetizers. He
orders a bottle of Merlot, saying that he noticed that was the only red wine I
have in my kitchen, so he figures it was my favorite, and her ordered
bruschetta for the table. Connor also keeps his hand on my thigh underneath the
table, giving it a gentle squeeze every now and again.
“So, Connor, Lynae hasn’t really told me much about you.
Seeing as I haven’t been able to get her on the phone much this week, I’d like
to make sure you’re good enough for my girl here.” Sly pins Connor with a very
stern look.
Michelle smacks Sly’s arm. “Oh, stop it. I’ve already given
him the low down that if he hurts our Nae-Nae, that we will have his balls.”
I absolutely hate that they are talking about me as if I’m
not sitting right here, but at the same time, I love the fact that my friends
are so protective of me. They may not know why I’ve kept away from the dating
scene, but they at least want to make sure I’m dating someone who isn’t going
to shred me, and Connor has the definite ability to do just that.
Connor takes the questions with ease. “Look, you don’t know
me, and Michelle doesn’t really know me. I’ve just met Lynae, but I can already
tell she is very special. I want nothing more than to make her happy and
protect her from any pain.” He gives me a knowing look as he puts his arm
around my shoulders. “I have never met anyone quite like her before. I can
sense something in her that I really want to learn more about. I get that you
love her, I love the fact that she has friends like that to depend on.”
This seems to appease Sly, because he simply nods and picks
up his menu to decide on what entrée to order. I don’t know why, he always
orders the same thing when he comes here. So do I. When our waitress came to
take our orders, he
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