Page 18 of Tempted By the Taurus
He snickered. "I thought for sure you were about to give me lip."
I chuckled. "If I hadn't blurted that out the way that I did, I would've. It wasn't supposed to come out like that."
He laughed. "Yeah, okay, as if I were going to accept that."
I smirked, knowing he wouldn't. Since I met this man, he has been demanding my attention. He tempted me in a way I'd never been tempted before. No matter how much I tried to play hard to get, I couldn't hide from the way he made me feel.
I got up from the table with my drink in my hand. I smiled at my friends as they gazed at me with their mouths agape and eyes wide. "I'll talk to you ladies later."
A'Mylo held out his hand for me to take, and I placed my hand in his.
"Let's go search for a table. Hopefully, we can find one."
Hand in hand, we walked away from the table to go look for a table for us. Once we found one, we sat down and waited for a server to come. Thankfully, we didn't have to wait long.
A'Mylo ordered drinks for us, and they came quicker than the ones I ordered with my friends. He got himself four shots and a beer and got me another strawberry margarita. Since sitting here with him, I had finished the first one I had.
"Every time I see you, you get sexier." A'Mylo sat back in his chair and folded his arms across his chest. His eyes were burning a hole inside of me, but I refused to look away from him.
I merely smiled. "Please stop boosting my head up." That was something he always did, and I looked forward to his telling me how good I looked to him. Truth be told, he looked good too. He was wearing the same thing he had worn earlier but had added a hat to his head.
"This is the first time I've seen you with a hat on," I mentioned.
He dropped his head. "I don't wear them often, but I decided to switch it up for the night."
I nodded in understanding. "There's nothing wrong with a bit of change."
He leaned up in his seat, putting his arms on the table. "I didn't lie when I said I didn't think I would see you tonight. Were the girls your homegirls or sisters?"
"They were my best friends, but we're close like sisters."
I loved it when someone asked me about my friends, so I could tell them they were more like my sisters.
"Yeah, my boys are like my brothers, too. I have a brother as well."
I didn't want to mention my half-sister since she didn't mean a damn thing to me.
"Are you and your family close-knit?"
He nodded. "We are. My family and I get together just about every Sunday after church."
I gasped as my eyes widened.
He raised an eyebrow, reaching for a shot glass. "Did I say something wrong?"
He downed it in one setting, wincing before he set the glass back down. Then he took a lime and bit into it.Gosh, I wanted to be that lime.
I had to snap out of it for real. My thoughts took on a mind of their own, and that wasn't a good thing. I reached for my drink and took a long swig from it before I set it back down. "No, you didn't say anything wrong. I was just surprised you were a man who attends church."
A'Mylo reached for another shot and repeated the process he had done before. "Since I was a little boy, my parents had me in the church. I don't go every Sunday, but I show up more often than I miss."
"My mother had me in the church, too. I liked going?—"
He held his hand in the air, pausing me in mid-sentence. That was rude. I narrowed my eyes at him, not at all liking that.
"Excuse me, but why the hell are we at the bar, talking about going to church?"
I opened my mouth and closed it, unable to say anything. We stared at each other and burst out laughing.
