Page 37 of Now and Forever

Wyatt: Whenever it’s convenient for you. Name the day. I’m at your disposal.

I grinned like an idiot.

Me: At my disposal? Sounds like a sexual proposition.

Wyatt: I promised to be a gentleman, but I’m more than pleased to drop the pretense…playing the good guy truly is boring.

Wyatt was all bad. He was only twenty-three, but the man had already garnered a notorious reputation. Some even said he’d turn out like his father. Hopefully, he wouldn’t go that far. Hank Rinaldi was…well, a known philanderer all throughout his marriage.

I had to take all those into account, but I decided I would make a decision after my second date with him. It’d be detrimental if I wanted to pursue this route with him.

Me: Friday night. Pick me up at seven.

Wyatt: A.m. or p.m.? Say a.m. please.

Me: Seven in the evening. Don’t be late.

Wyatt: Never with you, beautiful.

Me: Until then.

Wyatt: Until then…you’ll remain in my thoughts.

Wyatt…He sure wasn’t one to hold himself back. Nope, never him.

Me: You’re crazy.

Wyatt: Always been crazy about you. Everyone knows it, too.

Damn him, but I couldn’t stop beaming like an idiot.

Me: Blair’s going to kill me. We’re going on a friendly date…Nothing else is going on.

Wyatt: Like I said, I’m good playing pretend. I don’t mind playing that with you, either.

Me: Wyatt!!!

Wyatt: Yes, Gi?

Me: You’re hopeless. What am I going to do with you?

Wyatt: Don’t ask me…I can tell you countless things, but I doubt you’re ready for it.

Another text came from him.

Wyatt: Or are you…ready, I mean?

My cheeks flamed. Ready…Ready for what? What was he insinuating? Did he have some kind of notion that led him to think I was still a virgin? He saw me pursue Jared during his father’s birthday bash. Surely, he knew I succeeded, right?

Licking my lips, I typed my response.

Me: Ready for what exactly?

Wyatt: Falling in love with me.

Me: Uh…WHAT???

Wyatt: You’ve realized Jared’s too old, and he’s clearly blind. Not that I’m complaining. I know you got what you wanted, but I also know revealing who you really were that night was out of the question. His tastes vary from time to time, but I know enough of him, and he prefers brunettes.

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