“Do they know?”She accepted the proffered wine.“Did you tell them like you did me?Just blurt it out?”
“You took it surprisingly well for a wild woman.”
“Man, just imagine it,” she murmured, doing just that.“Imagine going out with a guy like you, thinking about something-something and… God, you’re a heartbreaker, a pussy-breaker even without the sex!Do they cry?Honestly cry?I picture them crying.”
“You’re obsessed with my sex life.”
“Or lack of it,” she grumbled from the corner of her mouth.
“You’re the one striking out date after date.”
“Let’s be clear, Unicorn…” She pushed a little of her weight to her elbow.“Every one of those guys wanted it.”
He smirked.“Sure they did.”
“Most men would quite happily take advantage of me if given the option.I just happen to not be handing out options.”
His tongue salved some of his smolder.“Fill me in—”
“‘Cause you won’t be filling anything any time soon?”
“Candy, you’re killing me,” he said on a laugh.“What’s your change in criteria?”
“It doesn’t matter,” she said, sipping her wine.
“Don’t get shy on me now, Candy.”
“I’m not shy,” she said, curling her arm against the back of the couch to support her head.“I just don’t want to whine at you about guys.”
“Why not?I can give you a different perspective.”
“Yeah, but you’re not my girlfriend.Do you want to be my girlfriend?”
“No,” he said, his lips twisting.“I don’t want to be your girlfriend.”
“You’re my boss,” she said, cradling her glass to her chest.
“I don’t want to be in that box either,” he said.“Give me options.”Those kind of options?She’d give him those all day long.Mmm, if only.Oh, they danced this line like pros.“What’s my next choice?”
She sighed.“Are you happy?”
“For the most part,” he said.
“Dates are tough.I’m learning I’m not good at dating.That part where you have to get to know a person.”
“It’s because you don’t talk about yourself.”
She lifted her head.“I talk about myself.”
“No, you don’t,” he said on a snicker.“We met three weeks ago.We spend hours here talking about work, current events, politics, the guys, the house… But I don’t know if you have siblings.If your parents are still alive.I don’t know where you grew up—”
“Why does that matter?”
“It doesn’t if you don’t want to build trust,” he said.
“I don’t need trust to be casual with someone.”
“If that’s all you want, go on HudHAD.”The dating app.“Guys will line up outside your apartment.Cocks at the ready.Delivered direct to your door.”
