Page 28 of Bitten By Desire
“Yup. I mean…I think. I don’t even know anymore. We should get away from this booth. How about the teacup ride!”
She was acting really weird. Well, weirder than usual.
“Sure,” Bennett said.
I nodded too. But as we started to walk away, I glanced into the trash can. The picture of the house was lovely.
“You go ahead!” Zoey called to Bennett. And then she grabbed my arm. “It’s Theo Gold.”
“What?”
“The owner of that real estate company. It’s Theo Gold.”
Now I knew why she was so upset. She didn’t want to bring up the Callum lookalike while I was on a date with Bennett. I peered into the trashcan. The house was lovely, but my eyes were focused on who the house was being listed by. Theo Gold and Associates.
And just like that, I forgot about the fact that Theo Gold probably wasn’t Callum. Just some guy that kind of looked like him. Because now I knew how to find him. “His assistant said the owner would be back in ten minutes. We gotta…”
“We have to what, Emma? You’re on a date with Bennett. We don’t even know if Theo Gold is Callum Walsh. And even if he is? Callum Walsh is an asshole. He broke your heart ten years ago, and I don’t want him to steal another ten.”
She had a really good point.
“You like Bennett, right?”
I did. A lot. I nodded.
“Then let’s forget about Theo Gold or Callum Walsh or whoever that is for the rest of the night. Okay?Give Bennett an actual chance. Please, I’m begging you. You have to let this go.”
More really good points.
“Come on, Bennett is waiting.”
I glanced once more at the real estate booth. And then I let Zoey guide me toward the teacup ride. But I still felt like someone was watching me. And now I was almost certain it was Callum Walsh.
Chapter 9
Saturday
I felt a little sick after the teacup ride. Not just because of the spinning teacups. But because I kept looking back and forth as we spun, trying to spot Callum in the crowd.
I couldn’t help it. I liked Bennett, I really did. I’d been having a perfectly good evening until I’d seen Theo Gold’s name.
And now I felt like I had whiplash.
“Ohh…what about the zipper next?” Zoey asked.
My stomach churned. “Maybe we could do something a little less…upside down?”
“We could do the maze,” Bennett said. He pointed to the hay maze. It took up a third of the park.
My head was already scrambled. The last thing I needed was to get lost in there. And I didn’t love the spooky smoke pouring out of it. Had they filled the whole thing with smoke machines? That seemed like some kind of hazard. “I’m not super fond of mazes.”
“It’ll be fun,” Bennett said.
Would it really? The little hairs on the back of my neck rose. I glanced over my shoulder again. Seriously…why couldn’t I shake this feeling?
“Are you looking for someone?” Bennett asked.
“No,” Zoey and I both said at the same time. Which made our response very suspicious.
