for a relationship.”
“I figured that
much.”
“But I like you. I hope we
can be friends.” He squeezed my hand, and I felt my eyes grow
heavy.
“Sure.”
“Let’s go to breakfast, and
we can discuss the job.”
“I think Braydon wants to
take me to breakfast or an early lunch.” I suddenly
remembered.
“Braydon Eagle?” He
frowned.
“Yes.”
“Tell him no.” We walked
back to his car, and he opened my door for me. I got into the car
and pulled out my phone.
“I don’t think so.” I
pretended to dial some numbers.
“Lucky. Do not go on a date
with Braydon Eagle.”
“Why not?”
“He’s not the guy for
you.”
“Why not? Is he a
player like you?”
“Lucky.” He put his finger
under my chin and stared at me hard. “Don’t test my
patience.”
“Or what?” I rolled my eyes
as he got into the car next to me, and I put my phone in my bag
again.
“Can you just trust me
here, Lucky?”
“Why? I don’t even know
you.”
“You know me.” His eyes
bore into me, and I sighed. He was right. I knew that at the end of
the day, he was a nice guy. He had always been a nice guy to me at
the restaurant; what he did with the other women had nothing to do
with me.
“Fine, let’s go to
breakfast.” I let out a huge sigh and shook my head at him. “I
don’t understand you, Zane Beaumont.”
“Sometimes I don’t
understand myself either.” His tone was tinged with irony and
another emotion I couldn’t place. “But thank you for giving me a
chance.” His hand reached over to my knee, and he squeezed it,
looking at me gratefully.
“I don’t know why.” I
whispered under my breath. I stared out of the window, wondering
what I was doing. I felt like I was Alice and I was now in
Wonderland. Everything I felt was upside down, and a part of my
brain was telling me to just forget my rules and let this path take
me wherever it wanted to go.
“I didn’t wait all night
for you to stop dancing around the room with Braydon like a
contestant on Dancing With the Stars for nothing.” Zane muttered,
and I gasped.
“Wait? You were waiting to
make sure I didn’t go home with Braydon last night, weren’t you?” I
looked over at Zane, glaring at his causal demeanor.
“I told you. I wanted to
make sure you got home okay,” Zane growled, and looked at me
quickly. “You don’t need to be hanging out with Braydon Eagle,
Lucky.”
“Because you’re so much
better, right?” I barked out at him and sat back, scared as Zane
pulled over to the side of the highway, stopped, and turned towards
me.
“I have to tell you
something, Lucky.”
Chapter 5
“What you have to tell me
has to be said on the side of the road and not in a restaurant?” I
asked sarcastically.
“Will you just let me
talk?”
“I suppose that’s my duty,
so go ahead.” I bowed my head submissively with my hands clasped in
my lap and waited for him to talk.
“Lucky, you’re too much.
You know that, right?”
“I’m waiting.”
“Let’s go and get
breakfast, and I will tell you after we eat.”
“Are you joking me right
now, Zane Beaumont? You’re not just going to keep me hanging, are
you?”
“I need a tall, black
coffee before I can deal with you, Lucky.” He laughed, and started
the car and pulled back onto the road.
“I need pancakes and
bacon.” I licked my lips and laughed at his words. Why was it was
easy to forgive Zane and his comments?
“I don’t like my subs
eating bacon.” There was a lightness in Zane’s voice, and I laughed
at his deep husky voice.
“You’re never going to let
me off for that comment, are you?”
“Well, it’s not every day
that a girl asks me if I want her to be my sub.” He paused for a
moment. “And you know that I have to ask why you even asked me that
now.”
“Argh,” I groaned,
embarrassed.
“Is there something I
should know about you, Lucky? Are you a student and server by day
and a dominatrix by night?”
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