Page 507 of Rock Me All Night
"What if I have a policy of rejecting players who get into fights?" I ask.
"You getting at something?"
"Have you ever heard of asking?"
He nods. That's it, a nod.
I wipe my hands on my apron. "Are you going to ask?"
"If it will make you feel better about how badly you want to say yes."
Damn, he's cocky. I usually hate that kind of thing, but on him, it's sexy. I swallow hard. "It will."
"Will you allow me to buy you glasses?"
"Yes."
His fingertips skim my temples as he slides the frames back onto my face.
Now that I can see, there isn't a doubt in my mind. "You're Pete Steele."
"Unfortunately." His eyes meet mine. "And you are?"
"Jess."
"Nice to meet you." He shakes my hand. "Where's your phone?"
My heart is beating too fast. I need to tell him to get lost, to pull back so I won't get hurt.
My body won't allow it. My hands and arms move of their own volition. Before I know it, my phone is in his palm.
He taps his number into my cell then sends himself a text. "Jess what?"
"Jess James. Technically Jessica," I say. "People called me Jessie James all throughout elementary school."
"Sweet, innocent blond on the outside. Outlaw on the inside. I see it." His lips curl into a smile.
I melt. It's the most beautiful smile in the history of the world.
He texts me an address. "Meet me at one."
I wait for my judgment to kick in, but all I can feel is the flutter of desire in my stomach. "Okay."
His eyes meet mine. "You gonna be alright, Jess? You look a little flushed."
"I'm not used to breaking up sex in the bathroom." I play with my skirt. "That girl was screaming loud enough to wake the dead."
His smile turns cocky. "I've heard louder."
"Really?"
"Yeah." He pushes himself out of his seat. "I'll see you tomorrow."
"See you then."
I rub my eyes, pinch myself to see if I'll wake up from this daydream.
But I'm not daydreaming.
That's Pete Steele.
He knows my name.
And he's buying me glasses tomorrow.
What happened to my normal life?
