Page 65 of David's Proposal

Are we flirting now?

We positively are, which somehow annihilates the edge of frustration created by the woman in the lobby.

Valentin studies me for a second.

“I’ll surely think of you,” I say as he opens the door for me, and I get ready to slip in. “If I happen to come back,” I add, touching his forearm.

“I’m sure you will,” he says and winks at me.

I breathe a chuckle, and he laughs as well.

“You know a lot about this,” I say, amused, sliding into my seat. And then I’m thinking... He’s probably seen a lot.

He may have even seen David.

Maybe he knows David’s ways and is just being nice to one of David’s women. Right?

My creative muse is going crazy now with her assumptions.

Still, it doesn’t affect my mood.

He closes the door while I greet the driver and roll the window down.

Valentin looks at me and places his hand on the door.

“It was nice meeting you,” he says, flashing a charming smile.

“Same here, Vale. My name is Elizabeth,” I say, offering my hand.

He pushes his hand inside the car and holds mine for a moment.

“Whatever you do, take care of yourself,” he says.

“I will. Thank you so much for your help.”

I wish I could ask him to keep an eye on the man in the lobby, but that is not how I want to do this thing.

Still…

“Can I get your phone number?” I say, pulling mine out of my pocket. “In case I need to call you next time.”

“Sure.”

He puts his number in my phone.

I will never ask him to spy on David for me, but I like to have his phone number under the name I type myself.

Vale.

“Okay… All right,” he says, reluctantly straightening up. “I’ll see you next time.”

“For sure,” I murmur and almost blow him a kiss.

The moment is hard for both of us and while he steps back, I let the window slide up, my head filled with conflicting thoughts.

LIZ

How weird lifecan be sometimes.

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