Page 18 of Desire Becomes Surrender
No shit.I feel that annoying little ping of jealousy. I know we have a bet, and I know he’s trying to win it, but I didn’t assume it’d go so easy for him... especially with Firefly.
So, I’m going to play the game. Hell will freeze over before I lose her. “She must have said yes to your date because of her dad. He came home early yesterday, and well, let’s say my sight hit him like a wrecking ball,” I say with a cocky grin. “He let me go, but I’m sure he gave Ava hell.” Oliver’s smile dies, then uninvitingly reappears.
He rolls up his sleeves like he is ready to get his hands dirty. “Looks like luck is on my side.”
Whatever you need to tell yourself, Ollie.“Where are you taking her?” I ask. Pulling off this ‘I don’t care’ attitude is one of my specialties.
“I was thinking about that rooftop bar she mentioned the other day.”
“Good luck.”
“I already have luck on my side, Damien,” he says, leaning closer and smacking my back with the palm of his hand. “I’m out. Later, bro.”
“Yea, later.”Bro.If rolling eyes had volume, mine were screaming.
