Page 40 of Undone, Love Times Three

“Yeah, sorry. It’s kind of stuck in my head.”

“Giving me a nickname could be dangerous… CEO.”

His smirk turns into a full-blown grin. My pulse quickens at the sight of it. He’s not the first hot guy I’ve seen here or been hit on by. He is one of the first I’ve wanted to flirt with in a while.

“Enjoy the beer,” I turn but look at him over my shoulder as I move away from the table.

“I am.”

Back behind the bar, I take a few steadying breaths. It was a challenge not to turn back and see if he was watching me walk away. I could feel his eyes without looking.

“If looks could burn through clothes, you’d be naked,” Brie whispers as she walks past me.

This time I don’t argue or scold her. Because she’s right.

It gets later and more people start to leave. Curtis stands beside me surveying the bar.

“Is that guy gonna leave? Wasn’t he the one who got in the fight the other night?” he asks. No need for me to ask who he means.

“He’s hot for teacher,” Brie smirks, slamming the register shut.

“Huh?” Curtis looks at her, then me. Understanding flashes across his face. “Oh, Gotcha. Nice. What are you gonna do?”

“None of your business, or yours.”

Brie stifles a laugh.

“I say go for it,” Curtis says, looking over at Daniel again. He crosses his arms as he turns back to me. “You’re still young, kinda hot. He looks like he could throw you around the bedroom good enough, and you know he defends the honor of women.”

“Fuck off,” I push him so he falls back a step, Leaving Curtis and Brie laughing it up, I head out to clean up some tables.

Daniel is doing something on his phone as I get nearer to his table, it’s quiet back here now, just another couple sitting in a booth, who look like they’re arguing. His head comes up when I wipe the table beside his.

“Don’t you have a home to go to?” I ask over my shoulder.

I may bend a little more than is necessary. Even though I’m wearing a short denim skirt, it covers my ass enough to know that I’m not flashing my panties at him.

“I do, but I’m enjoying the atmosphere here. And the view.”

Straightening I give a sidelong look at the couple. His eyes follow and he shakes his head with a laugh. “If you think that is what I meant, then I’m really off my game.”

“What game is that?” turning and setting my ass against the table, I grip the edges on either side of my thighs.

“The letting you know I’m interested game.”

“Been a while?”

“Am I that easy to read?”

I shrug. “There is a story there sure, I can see that.”

He tucks his phone away. “Maybe I don’t want to get into that.”

“But you want to get into something else?”

He does that thing again, where I feel like he’s mentally taking my clothes off. And I kind of want to let him.

What harm can it do? It might do a lot, if prick face gets wind of it and wants to use it against me in the lawsuit. Can that happen? Is it witness tampering?

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