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“I’m just… well… I didn’t realize I was that hungry,” she whispers.
I chuckle and try to make light of it. “Well… drinking has a tendency to do that to you.”
“I didn’t drink that much,” she protests.
Shaking my head, I clarify, “I was joking—albeit a bad joke. Sorry, Angel, I wasn’t implying anything.”
Her eyes soften, and a smile forms as she reaches out to take my hand across the table. She squeezes my hand as she says, “I didn’t take it that way. I’m not one to party. You’ve actually been with mebothtimes I’ve been out.”
Just remembering her birthday makes my body come alive. It’s the day Abby becamemy Angel. If I hadn’t bulldozed my way into taking her to dinner, I wouldn’t be here right now in this moment. “It’s not like I go out often either, Angel. Though I’d like to be a part of your future… If you’ll let me.”
Abby lowers her chin and pushes a strand of hair behind her ear. She takes in a deep breath, and I hear her slowly release it. I carefully watch her as she gives her sole attention to the tabletop. It’s almost as if she’s trying to process my meaning.
Didn’t I make my feelings clear?
I replay my words in my mind, to ensure I didn’t come off as a pretentious ass.
Shit. Did I misread her and make the wrong assumptions?
Relief washes over me when she peers out from under her dark lashes, and her golden-brown eyes pin me in place. A slight smile forms on her beautiful pink lips, and my breath catches in my chest. “I think that can be arranged.”
Thank fuck.
“Good,” I say before I can stop myself or use a filter. “I have a lot more plans in mind for you.”
Her perfectly manicured brow lifts in disbelief. “And just what type of plans to you have in mind, Drew?”
Not wanting to get ahead of myself, I simply smirk and playfully tease, “Some things are better left unsaid. I wouldn’t want to give my entire game away.”
This earns me an eye roll and a smirk. She’s fucking adorable. “So… this is just a game to you… I see.”
I shake my head emphatically, making sure she completely understands. “No. It’s not a game at all.”
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When Drew reachesout and squeezes my hand once more, he draws my attention back to him. The look in his dark-blue eyes tells me he isn’t playing a game. The zing of electricity that travels from the base of my neck to the tips of my toes makes me want to at least see where this goes.
To sound unaffected by the beautiful man before me, I flippantly state, “Good. I’m not into games either.” Then I add a bit more of a truth, “Besides, I don’t play games I can’t win.”
This makes Drew’s perfect lips twitch, and my pulse race. “Oh, Angel. You have no idea.”
Before either of us can say anything further, Vanessa interrupts us, “Is there anything else I can get the two of you?”
Drew looks to me, and I shake my head. My eyes were way bigger than my stomach, and there’s no way I can eat another bite. But instead of answering for myself, he simply states, “No. I think we’re good here. Thanks.”
Vanessa gives each of us a friendly smile. “Great. I’ll be right back with your check.”
“Why don’t we hit the bowling alley early? It should be open any time,” Drew suggests when she leaves. “I have to tell you, Angel, I don’t think I’ve bowled since I was a kid.” His expression turns doubtful, and I almost laugh aloud.
Holy hell, is Drew nervous? No. I must be mistaken. I cock my head to the side to study his features. “Is this your way of telling me you suck at something?” I tease. The man seems to do everything with ease. Surely, he can throw a ball down the lane and knock a few pins down.
“Just keeping it real.” He rolls his eyes as a low chuckle escapes. “I’m sure it’ll be entertaining, to say the least,” he says with a shrug.
This will be good. I highly doubt the most competitive guy on the planet doesn’t know how to bowl. “Don’t worry, if it gets too bad, we can put bumpers on the lanes,” I offer as a joke—but also as a way out. I haven’t bowled in ages, either.
