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I force a polite smile to my face and try to avoid Chance’s gaze. “I’m sorry but I’m seeing someone.”
“No…” Izzy starts but I whip my head in her direction, cutting her off with a glare. Damian nods, attempting to look gracious but I see the irritation in his eyes.
“Of course. Well, I’ll let you get back to your dinner again. Tell your mother I said hello.”
You’ll probably see her before I do.
With the forced smile straining my face, I nod. “I will. Have a good evening, Damian.”
He walks away and Izzy nudges my foot with hers under the table. “What the hell was that? You have a perfectly hot guy asking you out and you turn him down? This is why your hoo-ha is probably home to a family of spiders now.”
I curl my lip in disgust. “Ew, Iz.”
“Why did you tell him you were seeing someone?” she presses and I shrug.
“I wasn’t interested.”
She groans in frustration and rolls her eyes. “I will go get him and bring him back here. Trust me, you’ll feel much better after you get laid.”
“I had sex a few weeks ago,” I blurt out to stop her from pushing and immediately regret it.
“With who?”
“No one you know.” My phone buzzes on the table and I pick it up, glancing at Chance when I see a text from him.
Chance:
What’s his name?
Me:
Why do you care?
“Hello?” Izzy nags, waving her hand in front of her to get my attention. “We’re having a conversation here. Who was this guy?”
“I don’t know. Some guy I met in a bar. It honestly wasn’t even that good.” My phone buzzes again and I refuse to look at Chance as I unlock my phone.
Chance:
‘Cause I’m gonna kill him for touching you.
We had a deal. No other guys.
I suck in a breath, reading his words a few times as my heart pounds in my ears. This has got to stop. We can’t see each other any more if he’s getting this invested. But how the hell am I supposed to walk away from him?
Me:
It was before you.
It strikes me how poignant that statement is. A lot of things were different before I met Chance Turner and it scares the hell out of me.
“Well, that settles it, then. Go after him.”
Shaking my head, I finish my glass of wine and meet her stare. “What about you, Iz? How are things going with your latest fling?”
Izzy never resists an opportunity to tell us about her sex life so no matter how badly she wants me to go talk to Damian, gushing about whatever man she’s met this week will win out. It only takes a second for the smile to spread over her face and I know I’ve won. As she tells us about her latest conquest, I glance over at Chance. Desire lights up his eyes and I wish, just for a second, that it were he and I having dinner here alone. Shaking my head, I push that thought from my mind and vow, at the very least, to put some distance between us. A little bit of space will help me clear my head and get in control of this situation again.
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