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soda that’s going to cause you to burp because you’re nervous. Besides, juice is sexier. If you can’t drink wine, you can at least fake the appearance.” In his mind, that was all the explanation that was needed. Before she could argue, he pressed on, delving deeper into the politics of dating.
Over the next half hour, he coached her on what to order, how to behave, and how to keep from unintentionally insulting her date. He could tell she was out of her depth, but she was drinking in all of his advice eagerly. Between the two of them, they might just get her through this. “When in the dating battlegrounds, think paranoid. It will keep your head above water.”
Her eyes widened at such a statement. “Well, that’s a negative outlook.”
It was like she still wasn’t comprehending just how dangerous dating could be. It was a tiring affair. It put a person out there and left them open to being burnt. “This is war, El. You either win or you drown in desperation. Me? I play to win.”
Chapter S even
Alec was telling a story about blowing up a few pies in the economics room with Matt, and Ellie was giggling like it was the most hilarious tale she’d ever heard. He would guiltily admit that her open delight was a turn on. She didn’t play games. She didn’t lie or tease. She was just…Ellie.
Despite what a horrible date she made, he was finding himself having more and more thoughts that he should not be about his best friend. He was only here as a fill-in for Jake. He had to keep reminding himself of that over and over again. Her feelings for him had never gone beyond that of a sister, and they never would. He needed to keep her agenda in mind and not his own selfish, out of place one.
As he watched her giggle, he brought his mind back around to the concept of a date. If this was real, he would be feeling fairly confident. Still, a confirmation wouldn’t be unappreciated. Feeling mischievous, he placed his elbows on the table and leaned in toward her. “Run your foot up my ankle.”
Not completely unexpected, Ellie gave a choked cough of surprise. “What?” she gasped.
“You’re laughing,” he explained, almost hating himself for the advice he was about to give her. Teaching her to seduce Jake was becoming more and more uncomfortable for him. “You like me, right? Then let me know it’s cool to transition to the next stage. Trust me, Jake isn’t going to make a move unless you give him a sign. There’s nothing more blatant than playing footsie under the table.”
She bit her lip, her eyes filled with uncertainty. “Okay…”
He could tell by the way she dragged the word out that she was nervous about this, so he patiently allowed her to take her time. He leaned back in his chair and attempted to look as innocuous as possible. His supportive efforts apparently went unnoticed, because she kicked him quite suddenly in the shin. He winced as pain shot up the length of his leg. “That just tells me you want me to shut up.”
“Sorry.” Her brows furrowed with concern. “Are you okay?”
“I’ll live. My pride may not after being dissed like that, though.” He kept his tone light. She was trying, after all. With a shake of his head, he slouched down lower in his chair. “You need to ease into it, El. Be gentle.” Using his lounged position to his advantage, he caressed his foot against the side of hers.
She jumped in her seat and her eyes widened at the unexpected sensation.
Alec chuckled and repeated the action. “See? Easy. Sexy. It’s like a French kiss with your foot. Do the work your tongue would normally do.” Even in the dim lighting, he saw her cheeks flush with embarrassment.
“I’ve never actually… Well, I’ve never…”
His eyebrows shot up in astonishment at the admission she couldn’t quite get out. “You’ve never French kissed a guy? I knew you were shy around the opposite sex but dang!”
“It’s not that big a deal.”
“It is that big a
Over the next half hour, he coached her on what to order, how to behave, and how to keep from unintentionally insulting her date. He could tell she was out of her depth, but she was drinking in all of his advice eagerly. Between the two of them, they might just get her through this. “When in the dating battlegrounds, think paranoid. It will keep your head above water.”
Her eyes widened at such a statement. “Well, that’s a negative outlook.”
It was like she still wasn’t comprehending just how dangerous dating could be. It was a tiring affair. It put a person out there and left them open to being burnt. “This is war, El. You either win or you drown in desperation. Me? I play to win.”
Chapter S even
Alec was telling a story about blowing up a few pies in the economics room with Matt, and Ellie was giggling like it was the most hilarious tale she’d ever heard. He would guiltily admit that her open delight was a turn on. She didn’t play games. She didn’t lie or tease. She was just…Ellie.
Despite what a horrible date she made, he was finding himself having more and more thoughts that he should not be about his best friend. He was only here as a fill-in for Jake. He had to keep reminding himself of that over and over again. Her feelings for him had never gone beyond that of a sister, and they never would. He needed to keep her agenda in mind and not his own selfish, out of place one.
As he watched her giggle, he brought his mind back around to the concept of a date. If this was real, he would be feeling fairly confident. Still, a confirmation wouldn’t be unappreciated. Feeling mischievous, he placed his elbows on the table and leaned in toward her. “Run your foot up my ankle.”
Not completely unexpected, Ellie gave a choked cough of surprise. “What?” she gasped.
“You’re laughing,” he explained, almost hating himself for the advice he was about to give her. Teaching her to seduce Jake was becoming more and more uncomfortable for him. “You like me, right? Then let me know it’s cool to transition to the next stage. Trust me, Jake isn’t going to make a move unless you give him a sign. There’s nothing more blatant than playing footsie under the table.”
She bit her lip, her eyes filled with uncertainty. “Okay…”
He could tell by the way she dragged the word out that she was nervous about this, so he patiently allowed her to take her time. He leaned back in his chair and attempted to look as innocuous as possible. His supportive efforts apparently went unnoticed, because she kicked him quite suddenly in the shin. He winced as pain shot up the length of his leg. “That just tells me you want me to shut up.”
“Sorry.” Her brows furrowed with concern. “Are you okay?”
“I’ll live. My pride may not after being dissed like that, though.” He kept his tone light. She was trying, after all. With a shake of his head, he slouched down lower in his chair. “You need to ease into it, El. Be gentle.” Using his lounged position to his advantage, he caressed his foot against the side of hers.
She jumped in her seat and her eyes widened at the unexpected sensation.
Alec chuckled and repeated the action. “See? Easy. Sexy. It’s like a French kiss with your foot. Do the work your tongue would normally do.” Even in the dim lighting, he saw her cheeks flush with embarrassment.
“I’ve never actually… Well, I’ve never…”
His eyebrows shot up in astonishment at the admission she couldn’t quite get out. “You’ve never French kissed a guy? I knew you were shy around the opposite sex but dang!”
“It’s not that big a deal.”
“It is that big a
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