“I do,” he said with blatant amusement as I tried to cover up my mishap.
“Okay. Well, even if you didn’t…still rude.”
“Do you want to go out with me?” Jensen asked point-blank.
“What?” I gasped. “I was just rude to you. Why would you want to?”
“You’re refreshing. You don’t have to apologize to me. I’ve been in your presence for fifteen minutes, and I’m already certain that I want to continue to do so.”
His eyes slid to my lips with the unsaid words hanging between us.
I’d like another one of those kisses. Please, and thank you.
“But…but you don’t even know me,” I said. I had no idea why I was arguing with him.
“That’s true. However, I would very much like to get to know you, if you’d let me, Emery.”
I was pretty sure that it was the way he said my name that made me realize he was serious.
It made no sense to me. I couldn’t be like the other girls he had dated. I remembered a tall blonde girlfriend he’d had in college who was around the house when I dated Landon. Smart, beautiful, legs for days with a body that belonged in a Victoria’s Secret ad and a smile that belonged on a Crest commercial. She was the kind of girl someone like Jensen Wright picked up. Not me.
Yet, in some strange twist of the universe, this was happening. To me!
I wanted to ask why. Perhaps the glamorous look from last night had won him over, but today, I was once again makeup-free. My hair still held the curls from last night, so they looked all right. But I still didn’t understand it.
I was an average girl, and he was a gorgeous Texas billionaire. He could have anyone he wanted, but he’d picked me.
“All right,” I said finally.
“Great. Let me get your number.”
He handed me his phone, so I could add my number into his cell. Then, I texted myself from his phone.
“I was thinking tomorrow night. Does that work for you?”
“Tomorrow?” I squeaked.
“Fine, you’ve convinced me,” he said with a grin. “How about tonight?”
“Tonight?”
“We could just go now,” he suggested. “I don’t have a free day, but I can rearrange.”
My mouth was slightly hanging open in disbelief. “You want to see me right now?”
“I am seeing you right now.” He passed me back my phone. “And I like what I see.”
I laughed at the comment and felt a blush creeping up my neck. “Well, I think maybe tonight would be good. Where do you want to go?”
“I have an idea,” he said with a grin. “Bring a big coat, and wear something comfortable.”
My brows furrowed. “You don’t strike me as a wear-something-comfortable sort of date.”
“It’s the suit, isn’t it?” he asked.
“I suppose so.”
“I have a question. How do you like sleeping?”
“What does that even mean?” I asked with a laugh. “I love sleeping. Doesn’t everyone? Though I didn’t get much of it in grad school.”
“Okay, good. Don’t plan on getting any tonight,” he told me.
“That’s awfully presumptuous,” I said softly, averting my eyes again. The blush was full-blown now.
He pressed his finger under my chin and tilted my head up to look at him. His eyes were warm and inviting. I suddenly felt as if I could drown in them. My body responded to his touch like a struck match, and I was sure he knew it.
“Big coat and something comfortable. We’ll see if I’m presumptuous tonight.” He smiled and looked like he wanted to kiss me again. “I can’t wait until then.”
Then, he released me and disappeared into the parking lot.
My body was humming. I couldn’t believe what had just happened. I had a date with Jensen Wright tonight. And he had already promised that I would be out all night. Even though my logical brain was saying not to lose my heart to someone like him, my body was screaming to lose everything else.
Chapter 10
Emery
“I should call and cancel,” I told Heidi a few hours later.
She was crashed back on the guest bed at Kimber’s and staring at me with raised eyebrows. “Why the hell would you do that?”
“Because he’s Landon’s brother!”
“So?” she asked, exasperated. “He’s smoking hot! You’ve already made out with his face. You should so fuck him.”
I rolled my eyes and flung a sweater at her face. “Shut up! We’re not going to have sex.”
“Sure. Then, why are you wearing that?”
I was standing in a skimpy black lace bra and a thong that I’d thankfully brought with me from Austin, and it looked sexy on my curvy frame.
“What?” I asked defensively. “I have nothing in my closet. I need to get the rest of my stuff from Austin.”
“Yeah, okay,” she said sarcastically.
I swung around to face her. “Isn’t it just a little…weird?”
“You are the only one making it weird.”
“I think maybe I’d feel better if I talked to Landon.”