Maybe she could have a future with him after all. They talked about this and that. He was twenty-three. A seven-year difference, but they say love holds no barrier.
Plus, Lothario did say she looked nothing over twenty. At least until she proved her true age. She hoped this wouldn't be the case for this lovely young man here.
They also talked about his hobbies. He was just freshly out of university, gaining a bachelor's degree in journalism at Victoria University in Wellington. He was currently looking for a job but hadn't found the right one yet. So at present, he was working as a librarian, since he loved books so much, just like her.
Ding! Ding! Ding! Another big thing in common. She could brag all day about Rovero Lordie, her favorite mystery author, or Jejula, her favorite romance author. She could see that they could get along quite well together in the future.
Evonne was having so much fun dining with Lia that she almost didn't hear the sudden screeching of a chair being pushed back from across the dining room.
When she turned to look at the sudden commotion, she saw that Lothario had deserted the woman across the table from him and was now stalking towards her, his face a brewing storm about to erupt.
Evonne felt sorry for the girl, getting ditched like that. She must be so sad and embarrassed by Lothario's actions.
Her eyes were fully concentrated on examining the tablecloth as if she were looking for staining. But then again, she felt a little relieved because at least the girl didn't fall prey to Lothario's charm, unlike most women. Evonne was about to breathe a sigh of relief when Logan stopped right at their table.
Her body went rigid and she became aware of every single particle in her form. She felt him leaning in close to her, and not a breadth of hair was separating them when he spoke.
"Have fun, Apple," he whispered huskily into her ear, making the hair at the back of her neck stand up and the nerves along her spine tingle.
Then he strode past her, leaving her mouth gaping open, while Lia just looked confused at the whole scene played in front of him. " Apple?" Lia asked. "Do you know him?" That beast of a Lothario, Evonne thought.
How dare he embarrass her in front of her future partner? If she saw him again, he was going to get a taste of her medicine. Give him a shot of the strong local anesthetic to make sure he wouldn't be able to talk.
That would serve him right for being a smart mouth. "Ahh, no, not at all. I don't know him at all." Evonne tried to deny the truth.
Well, it was the truth. She didn't know him. They'd only just met, even though it was three times in the span of a few weeks. But that still made them strangers. She didn't know anything else about him apart from his name and that he was a playboy.
"Oh, I thought he was a boyfriend or something, the way he was whispering in your ear and all that," Lia remarked leisurely, then returned to his plate of Malaysian pancakes.