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She scoffed. “You know how guys think. He’s gotten you to first base, and he’ll be looking to round the bases and score pretty quickly. And besides, you’ve got horny written all over you.”
I ignored the horny comment—not that she was wrong, but it wasn’t the point. “You weren’t there.”
She shook her head. “I would have stopped you. I know you’ve had a dry spell. Hell, we both have, but wouldn’t it make more sense to hook up with a guy you don’t want to kill?”
“But I’m using him too.”
“Are we back to poisoned lipstick now?”
“No, but getting close to him will give me better access to the company’s files.”
“So the poisoned lipstick comes later,afterthe bottles of his and hers lube.”
“You’re not helping.”
“Only because you don’t want to hear how fucked up this sounds. You have to make a choice. You can’t be both lover and destroyer. You need to choose now.”
I settled back and closed my eyes. I had to admit that how it felt and how it sounded were completely opposite. “I guess.”
Ramona clicked on the DVR. “I don’t want to see you get hurt. In the end you have to decide if he’s your enemy or your love interest. He can’t be both. You have to put him in one category and bury the other. You can’t let it pull you apart.”
I mulled that for a moment. I didn’t have to decide tonight, but eventually it would come to that, and she had it right. I would have to decide.
She scrolled through the movie selections. “Hey, go spend time with him, and in the end you might decide you were wrong about him all along. But you have to figure it out before you round the bases.” She punched a button to check out a movie’s description.
I’d hoped talking to her would help me make sense of the situation, but it hadn’t. I knew what I knew, and I knew how I felt, and the two were polar opposites.
Ramona wasn’t done with me yet. “You know, the biggest problem I have with this obsession of yours is that you can’t really hate a person you don’t know. So go full Mata Hari on him and decide if you still hate the guy later. Just understand going in that you’re using him for sex and dump him.” She clicked on another movie. “My God, I can’t believe I just said that.”
Billy didn’t have a father because she’d realized too late that Trevor had only been “using her for sex,” as she put it.
Perhaps the latest file Hydra had pointed me toward would provide clarity about who Dennis really was. In the meantime, color me both horny and confused.
The one thing I’d learned today was that Dennis Benson was dangerous in the extreme. He could be impulsive and demanding, a combination that could get me in over my head before I knew it—a tornado that could sweep me up in a vortex beyond my control.
Ramona started the movie, but I couldn’t concentrate.
My thoughts kept coming back to the kiss. I hadn’t read the kiss wrong, but what if my sister was right and he was only using me to spite Melissa? That was okay, wasn’t it? It would make his life harder, and that was a good result.
Mom had always told me to trust my gut, but how did that translate to a situation like this? Was Ramona right that I was too horny to understand how I really felt about him? Ithadbeen a long dry spell; too long. Perhaps a drink from that well would clear things up. Even if it didn’t, it would quench a thirst. And boy, was I thirsty for that man.
Just the thought of what it might be like sent a tingle to my lady parts.
Ramona looked over. “You all right?”
I squeezed my legs together. “I will be.”
He could use me for his purpose, and I could use him for mine. We’d both get what we wanted.
I smiled. That would be fair.
* * *
Dennis
I stoodoutside Cascada Azul at dinnertime waiting for my sister, who was late as always.
Serena and I got together about once a month for dinner, and she’d scheduled this one at her favorite Mexican restaurant.
