“Do you really think we’ve not got anything in common?” he asked.
“No. We’re completely different. There’s no way we have anything in common.” She looked up from the menu.
Running a finger across his bottom lip, he watched her. He wanted to see those full tits bouncing in front of his face as he rode her pussy hard. “Are you a virgin?”
She rested her arms on the table, placing the menu in front of them. “Are you?”
“A little fighter. I like it. No, I’m not a virgin. I like pussy way too much.”
“I’m not a virgin either.”
“Really?”
“Why do you sound so surprised?” she asked.
“Your parents—”
She laughed. “Yeah, my parents. They’re the reason I’ve made so many crazy decisions, and I’ve hated most of them. My virginity, I gave it up when I realized that my parents were looking for a prospective husband for me.” She snorted, and he saw the pain in her eyes. “I was seventeen at the time, and I wasn’t interested in sex and fucking. I was walking downstairs in our home when I overheard them talking to some guy. I don’t know who he was, but they were saying how I’d never been with a boy, not even had a boyfriend or something like that. Anyway, to cut a long story short, he wanted a virgin bride, and I was a virgin. By the end of the week, I was no longer a virgin.” Her hands shook a little as she picked up her menu. “I’m in the mood for greasy. What about you?”
He looked down at his menu, angry at her parents. This was the world where they lived, and most of the time, women were married off as some kind of trophy. He shouldn’t be angry, but he was. He was fucking furious.
“You didn’t want to have sex?” he asked.
She looked up from her menu. “As shocking as this may sound, I wasn’t actually ready to give it up. I did it because I felt that if I didn’t do something, they were going to take the decision right out of my hands, and that I couldn’t stomach. This is my life, my body.” She forced another laugh. “I say those words, and yet I fucked a guy I didn’t like because he was easy, and I knew he’d brag about bagging the Moore girl. Riley beat the shit out of the guy, which again didn’t make me happy. When I think of my life, all I see is a bunch of decisions that were taken out of my hands.”
“Is that why you don’t want to go on a date with me?”
Lou licked her lips. “It’s one of them. Besides, I don’t want to be part of this life, this world that you Dentons rule.”
“Have you fucked a man you wanted to?”
She nodded. “Yes, a couple of years ago. I’m not a prude. When was the first time you had sex?”
“I was thirteen, and I seduced the babysitter. She was eighteen.”
Lou’s eyes grew wide.
“You didn’t think I was going to tell you who I’ve screwed?”
“Trying to get a date with a woman doesn’t start out by telling that woman who you’ve fucked before.”
“I figured out early on that you’re not like any other woman. I’m going to be upfront with you.”
“Interesting,” she said.
“Can I help you with anything?” a waitress asked, interrupting their conversation.
“I’d like your burger with everything on it,” Lou said. “Don’t skip anything. I’m not going to be on a diet today.”
After she ordered, Jacob watched as she looked across the diner, clocking his guards. Jacob was a strong man, and he’d take whatever was thrown at him, but he was also the oldest son of a Denton. His father wouldn’t let him go anywhere without a guard.
Once he finished ordering, he waited for Lou to return her attention to him.
“Those two men are watching you,” she said.
“They’re paid to watch me.”
“Oh, bodyguards.”