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This man has made me feel absolutely gorgeous since the first time I met him. I’m not looking for a relationship, but I’m not going to shoot one down if it comes suddenly like this with a man who’s this attractive.
“Thank you,” I reply. “And I don’t think you’d want me to change anyway.” His blue eyes flick up to mine. “Getting out of this dress is going to be hard and I’ll need some help.”
Something like lust forms in those blue depths and I know exactly what he’s thinking. If this man gets me half-naked, we’re never getting to the wedding. I know he’s going to make a move. This man exudes confidence without a fuck given to the world. I know he’ll take what he wants while I pick up the pieces of any emotions I might pick up during or after.
I already have enough stress.
“Might be for the best if we just go,” he finally says, taking the out so that we don’t act on impulses that might get us in trouble later. “Are you ready?”
I nod. “I am.”
Kai waits for me to step down onto my porch before I hit the sidewalk and arrive at the passenger side door of his very sharp black Audi. His hand shoots out around me to open the door and I actually think I swoon for a second because no one has ever done that for me before.
“Thank you,” I offer up as I take a seat inside. The cool leather seats feel great against my body as he closes the door behind me and rounds the front of his ride, giving me another private moment to soak in this black suit he’s wearing before he’s saddled up beside me in the car.
He starts it up and, before I know it, we’re on the highway in silence. A rock band plays on his radio but it’s so low that I can’t figure out who’s singing before Kai breaks into the silence of the space.
“We should probably have some rules,” he says, resting his left hand on his thigh and keeping his right on the wheel.
“Okay.”
He steals a quick glance at me. “I don’t want you to feel uncomfortable.”
I mean, he’s obviously not giving himself enough credit if he doesn’t think that his presence already sets me off-kilter a little bit.
“What were you thinking?” I ask, curious to see what those rules might be.
“Well…” He pauses, and after a few seconds have gone by I realize he’s not entirely sure.
“Holding hands would be fine,” I reply, to help. “I think that would be expected and we probably should get our story straight if someone asks how long we’ve been together.”
“How long do you need to date to bring someone to a wedding?”
No clue.
“I think six months is a good amount of time.”
He nods. “There’s going to be an issue with my kids and them not knowing you.”
My eyes widen a bit and I’m glad he’s not actively looking over at me because never did he mention that he had children.
Not that it’s a turn-off, it’s not.
However, I didn’t expect it.
“How old are they?” I feel pushy asking the question but, again, just want to make sure that we cover all our bases. I would definitely need to know the answer to that question if someone asked me specifics.
“Seven and five,” he replies. “I have two daughters. Bria and Lark.”
“I love those names.”
“My ex found them on Pinterest apparently.”
Right.
And she sounds like she left a sour taste in his mouth. Which means this should be easier for me. He’s emotionally not able to get attached and I can soak in this night as something to do. Maybe I’ll meet someone who’s looking to hire a writer or something, who knows?
“Any crazy family members I should know about?” I press, because I don’t know who he’s going to have here.
