My brows shot up in surprise. “Not one?”
She shook her head. “Not, really, no.”
I stayed quiet for a second as her gaze stayed on mine.
“But it doesn’t look like you have a lack thereof.” She kept watching me watching her.
I shook my head. “I don’t think I’m following.”
“Really? You gave the hostess you first name for reservations, yet she knew your last name? How many hostesses have you slept with around town?”
Shep’s brows furrowed. “Wow. Geez. Give the woman some credit.”
My response took her by surprise. Her shoulders relaxed, and she cocked her head.
“What do you meangive her some credit?”
She looked intrigued.
“I just don’t think she’d love hearing that being friendly and remembering someone’s name automatically puts her in bed with the person she’s being friendly with.”
She shrugged. “I thought it said more about you.”
I shook my head. “No, it’s insulting to her.”
Lucy sighed. “I’m sorry. You’re absolutely right. I’m an adult, and I shouldn’t let my profession tarnish perfectly normal interactions. You probably just come here a lot.”
I smiled and shook my head. “No, not really.”
Her smile dropped back to a frown, and I had to admit that I loved seeing her riled up.
And I shouldn’t. I was more mature than that.
Sort of.
I tapped my finger on the white tablecloth and waited for her gaze to reach mine again.
When it finally did, I smiled and cocked my head.
“But she’s my cousin, so…” I shrugged, grinning. “I don’t think she’d appreciate it if I forgot who she was.”
The look on Lucy’s face was priceless. Pure perfection.
A mixture of mortification and relief.
I was happy to see the relief.
It meant there was a shot.
That this lawyer didn’t despise all men completely.
I had a shot.
Lucy’s lip curled into the most intoxicating smile, and she let out a happy sigh.
“You’ve done an amazing job of schooling me.” She kept the menu open.
I laughed. “It was never my intention to school you, but I have noticed that there isn’t much slack given to the male population.”