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She waves me off. “You’re not my client right now.”
“No?” I ask, challenging her with my eyes. “Then who am I?”
Her eyes darken, hooding a bit. She pauses, and I swear I see lust in her sweet gaze. It can’t be, though. Or could it? “The guy I’m not on a date with.”
That has me chuckling, but then I notice I’m the only one laughing. I look around to see that Gavin is gone, and so are Elliot and Alex. I bring in my brows. “Where did everyone go?”
She pulls her gaze from mine and mirrors my expression. “What the hell?” She reaches for her phone, and then her face fills with a blush. “They left. Elliot said they couldn’t get a word in edgewise with us.”
I mean, we were talking, but surely it wasn’t like that. “I didn’t even notice.”
“Neither did I,” she agrees as she sets her phone down. Clara moves her gaze to mine, and I have to fight for my next breath. Fuck, she’s gorgeous. I might not be the guy she came here for a date with, but I sure as hell feel like this is a date. She swallows hard, and my cock roars for her attention.
Down, boy.
I lick my lips and exhale. I need to get away from her before I start thinking with my dick and not my brain. “It’s getting late.”
She draws her lips between her teeth. “It is, and I gotta be up early for my pups.” I notice that the check is lying beside her, and I reach for it. She tries to take it, but I wave her off. “What are you doing?”
“Well, since your asshole date left without even covering your bill, I’ll make sure it’s taken care of. And trust, he’ll be doing some extra laps.”
Her face flushes as she looks up at me through her lashes. “It’s okay. It wasn’t really a date.”
“No?”
“No. I wasn’t interested in him. I only came for the food and because Elliot asked me to.”
Why does that make my heart do a wee jig? “You like food, aye?”
“Ugh, yeah. Food is life.”
I smirk a bit as I nod. “You’re a wee thing for eating the way you do.”
“I work out a lot. So I can eat.”
I nod. “I do the same.”
“I don’t ever see you in the gym at the Bears compound.”
“I usually run the trails by my place.”
“Ah, that makes sense,” she says softly. “I’ve never run on a trail before. Is it fun?”
“Aye, and the dogs love it. I’ll take you out some time. Darcy’s crazy ass would be thrilled.”
She snorts. “Leave my dog alone.”
“He’s a heathen.”
“He’s the goodest boy!”
“Sure, but a heathen.”
She feigns a glare, her cheeks reddening with color. “I will fight you for talking about my boy.”
I snort at that. “A wee thing like you? Bring it.”
Heat crackles around us as we gaze into each other’s eyes. This is dangerous. I press my lips together and look away. “Ya ready?”
