“I can’t make it.”
“I didn’t tell you a date.”
“When is it?”
“Next Saturday.”
“I’m busy.”
“You should come. It’ll be closed to the public and the most beautiful women in Orlando will be there.” Damon wags his eyebrows.
The only woman on my radar is Cin.
“Oh my, who is that?” Leonard asks.
I follow the line of his vison to see who he’s referring to and my jaw drops. Not many things leave me speechless, but the sight of Cin coming towards me takes my fucking breath away. The simple, elegant black dress clings to her sexy curves. The V-neckline plunges low, showcasing her beautiful cleavage, and as she walks, the long slit going up her right leg reveals her thigh. Her long silky curls bounce with every step she takes. And my God, she’s actually wearing heels without fumbling all over the damn place. A beautiful smile lights up her face when her eyes land on me.
“That’s who I’m taking home tonight,” Leonard says.
“Actually, she’ll be going with me.” Damon grins.
“Care to place a wager?” Leonard counters.
“That’s my date, so the both of you need to fuck off.”
Leonard scoffs. “Yeah right.”
I stand when she reaches me. “You look gorgeous.”
She blushes. “Thank you. I’m a real-life Cinderella.”
“Oh shit. He’s serious,” I hear Damon say.
“You’re in her seat,” I say to Leonard.
He holds his hands up in surrender before standing and pulling out the chair for Cin.
I bump him out the way. “I got it.”
She sits down. “Aren’t you going to introduce me to your friends?”
“No.”
“Hey, don’t be like that,” Leonard says.
“You’re being rude,” Cin whispers.
I glower at her. I’m about five seconds away from flipping the fucking table over. It was a mistake to invite her. Their eyes roam over her like she’s a big fat juicy steak.
“My name is Leonard and he’s Damon.”
“Cin.”
“That’s a beautiful name,” he says, kissing the back of her hand, “for a beautiful woman.”
I feel the monster beating at me, trying to break free.
“It’s short for Cinnamon.”
