Nice. There’s nothing wrong with nice, right?
I mean, I enjoyed it in a clinical sense. It was a good kiss. But that was it. My heart didn’t race and my breathing remained steady. I didn’t feel the overwhelming urge to climb his body like a tree.
When Phillip lifted his head, his smile was rueful. “Well, that was…” He trailed off, staring down at me in bemusement.
“Nice?” I supplied.
His smile turned amused. “Yes, and not quite what I expected.”
I sighed. “Me either. We’re a pair, aren’t we? Well, if you need a native to show you around Dallas, sans kissing and hand-holding, I’m willing to be your new friend.”
Phillip laughed and held his arm out to me like an old-fashioned gentleman. “I will probably take you up on that.”
I slid my hand around his elbow and hugged his arm gently. “Thanks for drinks and listening.”
“It was my pleasure.”
Phillip walked me to my car in the parking garage and gave me a hug before I climbed inside. He waited until I started the car before he walked away. I watched him go, disappointed that neither of us had felt a spark. Phillip was attractive and he seemed like an interesting man, one I would like to know better, but there was no chemistry at all between us.
It was too bad.
I heard my phone buzz in my bag again and sighed, reaching into the depths of my purse to pull it out. As I suspected, Landen had texted me. Twice.
The first one read,What are you doing?
But it was the second one that really concerned me.
We need to talk.
I rolled my eyes at the text and tossed my phone back into my bag. I needed to calm down before I responded. If I even decided to reply. Considering I’d gotten nothing but radio silence since our dinner date, I wasn’t too eager to hear anything he had to say.
I couldn’t believe his nerve! We needed to talk? I didn’t think so. If he was so keen on talking to me, he should have done it a week ago.
Now, it was too late.
