Page 35 of The Friend Zone
“I forgot.”
She stared at him, and he stared back unflinchingly.
“How do you forget an orgy?”
“I didn’t really forget, but I didn’t remember when you asked the question. I was in the NFL for eight years, and we did a lot of crazy stuff. We played hard on the field and off.”
“Where did this orgy take place?” Dana asked, now fascinated.
“On a yacht in Miami. Wild time, let me tell you.” Heshook his head.
“I’m not saying you’re nasty, but you’re nasty,” Dana said.
Omar tossed a fry at her, which she dodged with a giggle. It fell on the mattress, and she picked it up and popped it into her mouth.
“Let me be clear, the one night pass is purely hypothetical, and I’m not letting another man into our bed,” Omar said.
“Since we’re laying down the law, I would like you to know I feel the same, and I’m not letting another woman into our bed. So, you have to be satisfied with me.”
His eyes dragged down her body in the bulky terry-cloth robe, heat darkening his eyes as he openly ogled her. She blushed, her cheeks warming under his hungry gaze.
“Not a problem. You’ll have to be satisfied with me too.”
“Not a problem.”
Dana’s phone rang, and she hopped off the bed to pick it up from the dresser.
Sheldon.Oh boy.
She hesitated for a moment and then answered. “Hello?”
“Hi, Dana. Man, I’m so sorry I stood you up last night. What are you doing today? Can we get together later, and I’ll make it up to you?”
Dana turned her back to Omar so she’d have a modicum of privacy. “Actually, I’m kind of busy today. I’m having lunch right now and then I’m going to a bridal boutique to help a friend choose a wedding dress.”
“Are you free tonight?”
“I have plans tonight.” She and Omar were going to a movie. “What about early tomorrow afternoon?”
There was a slight pause, and then Sheldon asked, “Is everything okay?”
“Everything is fine, but… we need to talk.”
“The words ‘we need to talk’ are never good.”
“Can you do brunch tomorrow?” she asked.
“I’m busy tomorrow. Why don’t you tell me now what you need to tell me so I don’t waste my time?” His voice took on a hard note.
“You sound angry.”
“Yeah, I’m a little angry because it’s obvious what’s going on here. You’re dumping me because I missed last night with your friends.”
“You’re wrong. I—”
“My car died. Those were circumstances outside of my control.”
“I’m not mad at you for missing last night. I’m not mad at you at all.” She moved over to the window, putting more distance between her and Omar. Dropping her voice, she continued, “I enjoyed our times together, but I’m seeing someone else.”
