“Just move on,” she addedcurtly.
She did. After that heartfelt declaration of his affection for her… she totally shut himdown.
Brisk’s entire face went red as he crumpled the flowers in his fist, and threw them at her feet. “Maxine isn’t the fucked-up one around here, you are!” he shouted, then took off. He blasted out of the room and out the front door, letting it slam behindhim.
“Ronnie!” I shouted while the whole room just stared at her inshock.
She looked like she was about to cry, looking at the crumpled flowers like they were a deadpet.
Even Josephine had stopped chopping and was staring at Ronnie like she’d sprouted twoheads.
“I’m going for a swim on the roof,” she declared in a huff, walking out onto the balcony, which I was pretty sure didn’t lead to theroof….
Man, I thought I had commitmentproblems.
My best friend had lost her damn mind. I decided to let her stew in her juices while I was on my sexy date with Damien, but when I got home, we would have alongtalk.
I ran upstairs and showered, put on full make-up, then blow-dried and curled my hair. This was full-blown getting ready. I hadn’t gotten this glammed up since graduation night at the academy. Damien was smart, sweet and mind-blowingly sexy. And I was claiming that shittonight.
Mine.
After slipping into the tiny dress Maxine gave me, and deciding to just wear my black ankle boots and not the stripper heels that would probably have me breaking my neck, I looked in themirror.
Hot damn, Kit, you still gotit.
The black dress was one of those cutout types with panels missing on the sides, and the back was sheer from my neck to the top of my butt. I was barely covered, and it lookedgood.
A slow grin tugged at the corners of my lips. I felt like I’d been waiting for this moment for over amonth.
There was a knock at the bedroom door. “Our car’s here. Do you need more time?” Damien’s deep voice came through thewood.
My stomach did somersaults as I opened the door and came face-to-face with him. He looked absolutely delicious—dirty-blond hair slicked back, clean shaved, wearing a black button-up shirt with black slacks and a royal blue skinnytie.
My eyes met his, and I could see the effect my dress was having on him. His gaze smoldered intome.
“I’m not sure I want to leave the house with you in that dress,” he growled, a hint of desire in his voice as his eyes slowly roamed down mybody.
I poked my bottom lip out and he stepped forward, taking my face in both of his hands and sucking my lip into his mouth. Warmth spread throughout my whole body, and I had half a mind to pull him into the room and slam the door, never letting this dress see the light ofday.
When he pulled back, he had to adjust hispants.
“Let’s get going before I change my mind and cancel the whole night,” hejoked.
With a sly grin, I intertwined my fingers with his and we walked hand in hand down thestairs.
The first catcall whistle came from Maxine. The next one surprisingly came fromJosephine.
“Have fun, kids!” she called out, and I laughed as we left the apartment and took the elevator down to the lobby. The doorman held the door open, and waiting just beyond was a black stretchlimousine.
“Is this the part where you show off all of your money?” I askedhim.
He nodded. “Absolutely.”
With a laugh, we both climbed into the limo, and I prepared myself for the best date of mylife.
* * *
“So,Jeremy went through this three-day phase when we were kids, where he wouldn’t eat anything but raisins. It terrified my mother that he wouldn’t growproperly.”
