Page 26 of So This Is War
“If you hadn’t ditched me that evening, I would have taken you back to my room.”
“Yup, that’s where it was leading.”
He slowly nods and then looks me in the eyes. “And, uh, I would have fucked you.”
“Yes, and I would have allowed that to happen multiple times.”
“Multiple?” he asks, almost looking wounded.
“Oh yes. Multiple.”
He presses his fingers to his eyebrow and takes a few seconds to gather himself. When he’s ready, he says, “That being said”—he clears his throat—“I’m insanely attracted to you, and I’m not saying that as a pickup line. I’m putting it out there because I’m massively uncomfortable with this setup.”
“Okay,” I say, not expecting him to be so forthright. But also, oh my God! Levi Posey is insanely attracted to me.The feeling is mutual.But has he really given me more thought since our“almost night?” Yes, I’ve thought about him, but he’s a player. He’s probably had severalnightswith other women since then.
“And I need you to know that nothing will happen between us. What was in the past is in the past. We need to start on a fresh slate as if we don’t know each other.”
“Technically, we don’t know each other,” I say.
“I mean . . . know how, you know, how our lips, uh . . . kiss.”
I chuckle. “Ah, that we do know about each other. But it’s been long enough, you must have forgotten.”
He looks away and once again mumbles something under his breath. It’s cute, like he’s conversing with the angel and devil on his shoulder.
Wanting to ease his tension, I say, “You don’t need to worry about that night. I plan on being the epitome of a professional. This job means something to me, so I don’t plan on screwing it up because we had one night where we were very attracted to each other and kissed. Let’s just forget about it and move forward. Okay?”
“Yeah, that sounds good,” he says.
“Perfect.” I yawn as the late night’s getting to me. “Well, you must be tired, given you just played a game, and your eye must be hurting, so I’ll let you go.” I hand him my phone. “Put your number in here so I have a way to get in touch with you and vice versa.”
He plugs his number in my phone and sends himself a text. His phone beeps in his pocket, letting me know he has my number. When he hands me back my phone, I stand and say, “What’s a good time for me to come over tomorrow to go over all of your needs?”
He stands as well, and I can’t help but notice just how much larger he is than me. How much larger he is in person. I’ve spent the better part of a year watching him skate around the ice and slam men into the boards as if they weigh nothing, but seeinghim in person and standing next to him, I realize all those games I watched did not do him justice.
“How about nine in the morning?”
“Nine?” I nearly shout only to realize that’s a normal, appropriate time for people to do work things. “I mean, sure, nine sounds great. Can I bring you anything?”
“No, I’m good. I’ll text you the address and show you to the nanny hole.”
I smile. “Sounds like a sex club, The Nanny Hole.”
“It’s definitely not a sex club,” he scoffs.
“Ooo, seems like you have experience in that area. Have you ever been to one?”
His eyes widen for a second before he shakes his head. “Uh, no.”
Ha. I’m going to take that as a yes.
My goodness. Levi Posey enjoying a sex club. That’s very interesting.
Intriguing.
And definitely not something I should be thinking about.
Or asking about for that matter.
