Page 47 of Reckless
“Fine send a bottle of white sparkling too.”
The girl blinked once, then smiled like she thought we were flirting.
When she left, Xerses said, “You came with notes.”
I looked down.My legal pad sat half-visible in my bag.I took out the pad and set it on the table between us.His gaze dropped to the title.“I’m not a psycho but it’s good you think I’m hot.”
“I figured if I was your date I better think that for a weekend.”
I slid the legal pad toward myself before he could reach for it, because something about the thought of him touching my rules before I’d said them felt too intimate.
“This is simple,” I said.
“It rarely is when people say that.”
“Well, then, lucky for us I am not in the mood to be charming.”
His eyes held mine.“I noticed.”
I looked down at the page.
“Rule one,” I said.“No sex.”
No pause.No surprise.No look of male challenge rising like steam off his body.
He winked and said, “I won’t start it but if you ask, we will.”
I looked up.
The server returned with glasses.I waited until she left again before I continued.
“Rule two.No gifts.”
He shrugged and poured for us.“Fine.”
“My parent died because they thought they were left a house as a gift.They were caught in a storm, no house and on the way home the road flooded.So I mean it.”
“That’s awful Kelly.I’m sorry.”
“It was long ago.Rule three.No solving my life with money.”
His gaze sharpened almost invisibly.“You’re spliting hairs.”
“I’m drawing a border.”
“Okay.”He pushed my glass toward me.
Then he took a sip of his and set the glass down.“No gifts.No interventions.No problems solved unless you ask.”
That landed better than I wanted it to.
He was too agreeable.My stomach knotted like I was disappointed.
“Rule four.No jealousy scenes.”
His brows lifted very slightly.“You think that will be a problem?”
I gave him a flat look.“You tell me.”
