this," I grimaced as we made our way down the crowded street.
"Quinn, you gotta trust me. This Miles guy is hot. And he seems really nice. If I had to guess his brother is going to be hot too," she said.
"I don't care if he is or not. I'm not here to meet guys. This is supposed to be our girls’ week," I pointed out.
"Seriously? What is wrong with you? Where is your sense of fun and adventure? It's just dinner. Two hours of the night. If it goes badly you can go back to the hotel and read or something. But for now, you are going to flash that sexy smile of yours and pretend to have fun," she ordered.
"I do have fun. I have a lot of fun actually. I just don't see the appeal of you dragging me along on your date," I said.
"I'm not dragging you along. I already explained this. Miles wanted to take me to dinner, but he had a meeting with his brother. So I suggested we all go together, that way you could come too. Besides, you have to eat. And you did say you wanted to get out and see the city. It’s a win-win really." She seemed so proud of herself. I hated blind dates. Actually, I hated dating in general. There was so much effort involved and nine times out of ten the guy ended up being a jerk.
"You owe me for this," I muttered as we reached the restaurant.
"Oh you poor thing," she mocked. I gave her my best glare and followed her inside. She was laughing at me, so apparently the glare wasn't effective.
I glanced around the room while Lily gave the hostess our name and nearly choked when my eyes locked on a man at the bar. He was tall, intense and far too familiar. He was also walking this way. Was he coming towards us? I looked away pretending I didn't recognize him.
"Lily! You made it." My eyes whipped to the voice making the introduction. He kissed Lily on the cheek and then turned his attention to me. "You must be Quinn," he smiled. I held out my hand and shook it. A feeling of uneasiness swept through me as the tall man from the bar stepped forward taking a spot beside him. Keaton Harris. This was not happening. Miles' brother was Keaton Harris? My blind date was Keaton Harris? I wondered if I could turn and run without being noticed.
"Hi. It's nice to meet you," I managed. I couldn't help but glance back over my shoulder at the door wistfully.
"You aren't thinking about leaving are you?" Keaton's smooth voice asked quietly. I swallowed hard as a wave of acute awareness invaded me. There was something about this man that made me feel all prickly.
"Quinn, this is my brother, Keaton," Miles said good-naturedly. I couldn't help but notice how he kept smiling down at Lily. He was good looking; a softer looking Keaton. Where his brother was intense, Miles was more approachable.
"We've met," Keaton smiled offering me his hand. I took it reluctantly, avoiding his eyes. I couldn't help it. I didn't want to see him. I didn't want to have dinner with him either. This was going to be awful. Lily owed me so much more than she realized.
"Oh. Well, great," Miles smiled. I managed to return it, while avoiding Keaton all together. Maybe I could make it through the meal doing just that.
"Shall we get our table?" Lily asked. I elbowed her in the side, warning her that she owed me an explanation as to why she'd failed to mention that the brother was Keaton Harris. She'd seemed anything but surprised when he'd walked up and that little detail told me she was being devious.
The hostess led us to a big round booth in the back of the restaurant where we were shielded from all of the other patrons. I slid in beside Lily who was busy chatting Miles up. Keaton slid in beside me, a little too close. I could feel the heat from his body and it left me uncomfortable.
A waiter appeared at our table and filled our water glasses. I took a drink immediately, wishing I could figure out a way to escape this dinner without looking like a coward.
"You looked surprised to see me. I'm guessing Lily didn't mention it," Keaton said just for me to