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.I nodded with a small smile.Thewaitress came over to take our drinkorder and Kurt ordered a bottle of wine.The man was reading my mind. So, I hear you re a teacher. Hepushed his menu to the edge of the table.I caught his gaze and found myself beingdrawn into him.I swallowed; something in hisexpression was sexy, but dangerous.Itwas new and exciting. Yes,kindergarten. My voice cracked.Wherewas the damn waitress with our drinks? Ineeded that wine to help me relax, pronto. That sounds& interesting, hechuckled.Finally the waitress appeared, settingdown the bottle and two wine glasses. Thanks, I mumbled, watching as hefilled my glass.Quickly, I downed theentire thing, looking up through mylashes, slightly embarrassed.He gave mean impressed look before refilling it forme with a smirk dancing across his lips.Itwas nothing like the smirks Logan threwmy way.I looked away, annoyed he wasstill in my thoughts and took another sipof the sweet wine.I really needed to stop thinking aboutLogan.It would never work and based onthe reputation Logan had built in theshort time he d lived here, it was painfullyobvious he wasn t capable of having ameaningful relationship.There wouldnever be anything between us, not theway I would need it.I d only end up witha broken heart.I wouldn t do that tomyself.Here I was with a handsome,mysterious man sitting in front of me,giving me compliment after complimentthroughout the night; I needed to focuson him.I could tell Kurt was attracted tome, he made it obvious and I had nodoubt he would come home with me andshow me everything I d been missingsexually if I gave him the go ahead.Itcould be an enjoyable night, I reasoned,lifting my glass and taking another largesip to dull my screaming conscience.Iwas going to need a lot more to drinkbefore this night was over.By the time dessert was resting in front ofme, I was feeling free as a bird flying highin the clouds.Nothing mattered, and forthe first time in weeks, Logan was out ofmy head.Kurt was full of ridiculouslysilly jokes that kept me giggling as Idowned drink after drink of wine.In allmy life I never experienced more than amild buzz from drinking, always theresponsible one.But tonight I could seethe appeal of alcohol.Kurt seemed nice, and the longer wesat there chatting about frivolousnonsense, the more I was fighting withmyself as to why this was a bad idea.Ideserved it after everything that hadhappened with Mark.I spent so much ofmy life dedicated to him only to be letdown.Everyone around me easily let goof their inhibitions the second anattractive person entered the room.Whynot give it a try for once in my life? Timeto live a little.With another sip of wine to settle anyremaining nerves, I reached across thetable, and boldly placed my hand over his,running my thumb across knuckles.Hisface instantly lit up, smiling, and heresponded by brushing his fingers againstmy palm and gave my hand a gentlesqueeze. Can I give you a ride home? heasked after the waitress collected ourplates.I had told him earlier a friendbrought me due to car trouble, which wasnot entirely true but made it easier.Atleast that s how Hilary explained it whenshe dropped me off.Tonight I was adifferent person.Taking a new Cassandraout for a test drive and hoping I didn tcrash and burn. Yeah, that would be nice.He released my hand to pull out hiswallet, placing some cash next to the billwhile I finished off my fourth glass ofwine. Hello.My jaw went slack, all air spilled frommy lungs as the familiar husky voicehummed through me. Logan. Kurt twisted in his seat,noticeably irritated. How are youdoing?Logan s gaze burned into me fromabove but I kept my head down, eyesfocused on my empty glass twirling in myfingers. Hello, Cassandra.How are youtonight, sweetheart?Closing my eyes, I inhaled a deepsilent breath and put on the best smile Icould muster before looking up.Mybreath caught at the intensity in his hazy-blue eyes. Hey, what are you doing heretonight? I narrowed my eyes, notwanting to be interrupted by him of allpeople while on a date.Grabbing thebottle, I attempted to pour myselfanother glass of wine with shaky hands.Iwas officially drunk and slowly feeling theeffects.Kurt quickly took the nearly emptybottle and poured the remainder into myglass.Both men watched expectantly as Iwasted no time tipping it back in onelarge gulp.Kurt cleared his throat. Logan ishere most nights, Kurt snickered,  goodfor business Caleb says.You should seeall the women that flock to this guy.Theycan t seem to get enough of him. I m sure, I mumbled, gazing backup at Logan, his eyes still holding me intheir sight. Well, don t let us keep you.I m sure there s some pretty little tramphanging around here waiting for you totake her home tonight. Turns out, Iwasn t a friendly drunk.I rolled my eyes,swallowing down the repulsion I feltthinking about Logan taking home one ofthe town s barflies.Logan s searing gaze held steady,ignoring my remark. So you had a nicedinner? His tone was soft despite myinsult.Why was he still here? His voice wassmooth and void of any emotion,confusing me.But for some reason I justfelt angry.He had no right to stare at melike that.Was he judging me? Ha, he shardly one to pass judgment. Yes, it was great.I was just about totake Cassandra home, Kurt said as hestood from the booth. We ll see youaround. I see, well then, have a good night.Logan finally tore his eyes away, staringdown at the tile floor, giving nothingaway to what was going through hismind.It only added to my irritation.I ranmy hands through my hair as he turned,walking back the way he came. You ready? Kurt asked, offering acrooked smile.I smiled, biting my bottom lipnervously.This was it.I was officiallygoing to step out of my comfort zone andlive on the outside for a night.He reallywas cute and his lips were devilishlyplump. Yeah, I murmured, placing myempty glass on the table.He reached outand took my hand, helping me up.Kurtwas sweet and the perfect gentleman. Oh, I almost forgot, Logan calledout, turning back to face us [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]