#Chapter253
/"I don’t know. I have never actually been on a real date in my life. Maybe something normal, like average people do, and not flights to Miami to hang out in billionaire nightclubs where you have the urge to beat people./" I smirk at that little dig and get a full-blown smile right back at me, dimples and all, which do funny things to my insides. No remorse whatsoever at me bringing up that little black mark against him. Not that he has ever explained that night, and that’s still a conversation to be had.
/"So, no violence, sex buddies, flashing the cash and extravagant venues? Leave it with me. I really need to go./" He leans in surprisingly fast and plants a chaste kiss on my cheek that startles me. I hate that he ignored all my veiled attempts at getting a rise out of him and threw them off with humour and nonchalance. No rising to my bait and showing his mean side.
Dickhead.
