Page 52 of Selfish Suit

“Just for one hour.”

“And if I say no?”

“We can talk right here.”

“There’s nothing to discuss...” I look over my shoulder and keep my voice low. “I’m not sleeping with you again.”

“You miss having sex with me that much?”

Yes. “No.”

“I miss sex with you,” he says, looking me up and down. “Terribly.”

“There are thousands of other women who would happily give you that opportunity.”

“I’m only interested in one,” he says. “And if she says one more sarcastic thing, I’ll be pushing her against that wall until she finally gives in to brunch.”

“I’ll go with you.”

“I thought so.”

He gestures for me to walk with him outside, leading me next door inside the restaurant where I first picked up his Uber Eats order.

This time I’m seeing it like a patron.

All white-clothed tables and elegant candle centerpieces.

The server ushers us into a private booth near the back; I order a wine. He orders a whiskey.

“I would like you to come back and work for me,” he says. “Without any assistant duties.”

“I doubt that would work…”

“You don’t have to work on the same floor,” he says. “But our marketing team could use you, and I’d raise your salary again.”

“Mr. Sutton?—”

“Dominic.” He corrects me. “We’re not going backwards. Just think about that offer for a few nights and get back to me.”

“Okay.” I nod. “I will.”

We stare at each other in silence until the server returns with menus.

Neither of us opens them.

“It should be illegal for them to charge what they do for pasta,” I say. “It’s just noodles and dressing.”

“Prepared by a world-class chef.” He smiles, sipping his drink. “It makes a difference…”

“I’m back with Nolan now,” I say. “We’re on good terms again.”

“Let’s discuss a potential relationship between us,” he says. “I would like to explore that.”

“Did you not hear what I just said about being with Nolan again?”

“I did, but since we both know you’re too smart to ever go back to him, I’m not taking the bait... I’ve never had an exclusive girlfriend, but I’d like you to be mine if you’ll give me the chance.”

I study him. My fingers curl around the wine glass.

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