Page 116 of The Sniper
Salt is an Asian-fusion restaurant, and as we order and make small talk, the women around us try to be subtle as they sneak glances.
They’re not.
I get it.He has shiny, perfect white teeth and grooming that rivals Matt Damon’s (in his prime), and the sort of presence only those at the top of their game possess.I have no doubt Sam is going to end up with some stunning starlet, but it’s not me.
“Can I confess something,” he asks, leaning on one elbow, playing with his wineglass with the other.
“Don’t even try to tell me you’re gay,” I laugh.
“Not gay.Not even on the fence.”Sam grins back.“I’ve been wanting to ask you out for ages.Since the Fosters’ party.”
Wow.
“Oh?So, what stopped you?”I ask, playing along, because I know what stopped him.
Me.
I showed no interest.
“I didn’t think you were interested.”Sam sips his wine, and I internally saysnap.“Then your mom rang mine and said you’d been waiting for my call.”
I am going to kill my mother.
I take another sip of my wine.“Would we say I waswaiting?”
“Well, you’ve been busy recently with all the crime.I’m pleased you have bounced back so quickly.”Sam reaches and takes my hand.
I haven’t.
I’m trying to, and I wish he would let go.
“I want to see you again,” he presses as I blink, surprised by his forwardness.
Sam is a lot more confident than I was expecting, and it’s clear I’m not ready for this at all.I feel vulnerable and have thought about Jayden at least twenty times during our meal.
Noah is outside, my security stepped down a notch since we now know who was responsible, but that’s not why I feel vulnerable.
My heart is a little broken.
Crap.
I stare at his hand and stop myself from pulling away, but all I can think isdon’t touch me, I’m Jayden’s.
I force a smile as his hand drops away.“One step at a time.We haven’t had dessert yet.”
“Then what are you having?Quick, so I can take you home, kiss you on the doorstep and see you again.”He grins and waves to the server.
I laugh, despite myself.
Some lucky lady is going to be swept off her feet by this handsome man one day.
He orders a dessert for us to share and then asks me about being held at gunpoint.
“God, I saw the viral video.You must have been terrified.”He shakes his head, sipping on a sticky Italian wine.
I wasn’t sure what to say.
Yeah, it was scary, but then the bodyguard I was banging shot them—he’s a sniper, so no big deal—and then swooped down and dragged me away to fuck me like he’d die if he didn’t get his cock inside me right that moment.
