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“It’s nice,” she says. “Better than nice. You’ve always had raw talent. I remember it well. I’m kind of flattered, actually.”
I’m just about to ask her how she knows that about me, but then it dawns on me and I shut my mouth, hard, before I can say something stupid. Rowan seems to sense it, anyway, because she smiles a bit, but it’s not as carefree as it was a moment ago.
“Just because I hated you guys didn’t mean I knew nothing about you,” she says softly, eyes cast now to the marks in the wooden tabletop. “Who didn’t know about you? Everyone knew your names.”
I drop my gaze back down to the paper, feeling queasy suddenly as the memories flow back to me.
“I was an asshole in high school,” I admit to her. “All of us were. And I’m sorry.”
“You already apologized.” Rowan smiles and leans back in the chair, folding her arms over her plump, perky breasts. My dick hardens as I catch sight of the flawless, soft skin peeking out from under her thin, low-cut shirt.
“One can never apologize too many times,” I tell her, and Rowan laughs. Fuck, I love her laugh. So airy and carefree. She’s fucking spectacular.
My dick is pushing against the inseam of my pants, and I have to shift a bit to relieve some of the pressure.
“Of course they can,” Rowan purrs, playing with her bottom lip as she watches me. It’s all I have in me not to jump over the table and fuck her dirty.
“Fine.” I put my hands up in a joking surrender. “No more sorries for you.”
“Good then, it’s settled.” Rowan slaps the top of the table and stands up, leaning over so her breasts are nearly hanging out, right in my line of vision. “Let’s go on a date,” she says. “The bar, O’Malley’s. Nine ‘o clock. I’ll meet you there.”
Before I can answer, or even think of something to say that isn’t completely ridiculous, she turns on her heel and saunters away, shaking that ass like a fucking strip tease until she joins her friend Jamie and the two of them vanish, giggling like school girls.
They’re up to something, but I don’t care what it is.
I’m finally going on a date with Rowan Bates.
* * *
“Where the fuck are you going?”Dereck asks, shifting his weight on the couch to face me.
“Out,” I say.
“Out where?”
“None of your business.” I shrug on my jacket, ignoring Dereck’s stabbing eyes deep into my back. It’s 8:45, and I’m due to meet Rowan in fifteen minutes at the bar.
“You look like a dumbass,” Dereck says, lifting his dumb ass from his seat to scrutinize me. He comes in closer, taking a long whiff. “And you stink.”
“I don’t stink, asshole. It’s cologne. Just because it doesn’t smell like a sweaty football helmet and decaying socks doesn’t mean it stinks, okay?”
“Whatever you say, bro. Are you going on a date?”
“Even if I am, that’s none of your business.”
“Who’s the guy?”
“Shut up, asshole.”
“Just trying to take an interest. That’s what friends are for, right?” Dereck puts his hands in the air and winks at me. “Where are you going for this date?”
“That’s also none of your business.”
“Are you going to the bar?”
“Dereck, shut the fuck up.”
“I’m only asking.”
I roll my eyes and look back at him over my shoulder, lips pressed together so tightly they begin to hurt. “Don’t yank it too hard tonight, bro,” I seethe. “One of these days you might accidentally pull it off.”
I shut the front door behind me, relishing in Dereck’s pinched expression as it closes in his face. Nothing can fuck up this night for me …
Especially not Dereck Fucking Denny.
