Page 24 of My Super Sexy Spy
I wasn’t sure what prompted me. I put his glasses on just to see how bad his vision was, but everything looked the same to me. Either it was a super light prescription or maybe the glasses were a crutch?
Something to hide behind. Like the baseball hats.
Which was kind of weird because that spoke to a certain absence of self-esteem.
That is not how I saw Ted. If anything, he was cocky. He certainly didn’t doubt he could hook up with the chick in the red dress. Even if he didn’t seal the deal.
And his strength, when we’d wrestled on the bed before, was sort of a turn-on.
Oh shit. Was I attracted to Ted?
No way. That couldn’t happen. Especially given how uninterested he was in me. Not that it mattered. Tomorrow I was going to train it to Florence and, like Ivan, I would probably never see Ted again. I didn’t even know what part of America he was from.
In the bathroom, I changed into a pair of sleep shorts and a tank top. Walking back into the room I considered my options, then moved to the empty side of the bed. Fortunately, Ted’s snoring had stopped and, given the workout we’d had today, it didn’t take me long to relax.
Totally not how I thought this night would end. But there was something about Ted’s breathing, slowly in and out, that made me feel like I wasn’t alone in the world. Even the nights I spent with Jared that had never really happened.
If I was honest with myself, I liked it.
6
On the Train to Florence
Beth
I lookedout the window at the scenery running by, and tried not to feel…what?
I couldn’t tell if I was furious, hurt or sad?
I woke up alone this morning. No note, no goodbye. Nothing.
I had no idea what Ted’s plans were, whether or not I would ever see him again. At the very least, I deserved a thank you for letting him crash in my room instead of calling hotel security, which is probably what I should have done.
It was so supremely stupid. I’d known him for only a day and somewhere in that time, he’d gotten the power to piss me off. And not only that, but he mostly likely cost me what would have been amazing sex with a hot guy, that I could remember forever!
Or not. Because I was pretty sure I was going to chicken out on Ivan. But Ted didn’t know that!
Jerk.
Asshole.
Someone dropped into the seat next to me. Why, I had no idea, because the train was, for the most part, empty now, the middle of the morning on a Tuesday. I turned to offer a general smile and froze when I realized it was Ted.
“What the fuck?” I barked.
He beamed at me. “You didn’t think I was going to leave you without apologizing profusely for getting drunk and passing out in your bed, did you?”
“You were gone this morning! No note, no nothing. How did you even know what train I would be on?”
He shrugged. “Sorry about that, too. I had things I had to take care of. But I knew you were going to Florence. I’m headed there, too. How about that for coincidences? And this seemed like the most logical train for you to take.”
I eyed him suspiciously. “You’re going to Florence?”
“Hello? Obviously. I want to see the big, naked guy. Wow, I’m going to have to learn to say that quieter.”
“You didn’t say anything about that yesterday.”
“Neither did you, until last night.”
