themselves to be locked into ten by ten concrete rooms with guys who had “Blood Killa” tattooed on their knuckles.
“If I understand your position correctly you want more than a one nighter with a meal plan.”
I shot Mark a deadly look
. Big mouth.
“It was funny!” he said defensively.
“I’m stealing that line, by the way,” Adam informed me.
“That’s correct.”
“I’ll take you out to dinner tomorrow and you can choose where we go and what we do. Everything we do. I won’t even try to touch you unless you ask me to. Nicely.”
“Keep talking.”
“We could also go out next Friday and you could choose again then if you wanted, although, there should be an implicit understanding that if we were hitting it off there might be some private misbehavior on the agenda. I’m not saying that I expect to hook up with you. I’m just saying that you should expect me to try. ”
“Is that it?” I was playing hardball. I probably would have accepted it but I had a feeling he would offer more.
“You could also come over and join us for game night on Sunday at my place.” I raised an eyebrow. Game night? “And I have a fundraiser for my family’s charitable foundation that I have to attend next Saturday night. There would be dinner and dancing involved if you would want to come with me to that. So, that’s four dates in two weekends and I’m not even anticipating any really good misbehavior until the third one. I think that’s more than fair.”
“Hold on,” Jess broke in. “Game night counts as a date? As in she can come over and watch the Phillies, eat pizza and drink beer with you
and
your buddies here?”
“What, that’s not romantic enough for you?” Braden joked. “I’m sorry, but that’s what I had scheduled already and I don’t plan to blow off my friends or my obligations. I also don’t plan to drag this out for a month. If we want to keep doing this, we should figure it out quickly. Besides, she gets to choose what we do on two nights.”
I could feel the expectant looks of everyone else at the table focused on me as they waited for me to answer. As usual, Mr. Pierce had made me a fair offer. I didn’t really care what we did, to be honest. Frankly, I would have been willing to watch ping pong with the entire DA’s office to spend time with him. Hell, I would probably have
played
ping pong with the entire DA’s office to spend time with him. I took my time and held his gaze. Neither one of us was going to look away first. In the background
April Skies
by the Jesus and Mary Chain played. This had to be the coolest jukebox ever.
“It's a deal,” I said finally. I had gotten what I had asked for. I was jumping on this opportunity before I lost my chance. I reached into my purse, grabbed my cell and handed it to him. He called his phone with it and we both typed in the contact info.
“The only thing is that I have to pick up my brother at Georgetown Sunday morning and move him back home, so I can’t stay out too late tomorrow.”
“Oh, perfect!” Jess muttered.
“I wasn’t prepared for this!” Braden said defensively. “If I were, don’t you think I might have picked something other than game night and a fundraiser?”
“What about the other condition?” Jess asked.
“When would I have the
time
to screw around during this little introductory dating period?” he asked her.
“Or the energy,” Adam smirked. “She’s going to tire him out eventually, right?” It was only the fact that my blood alcohol level was rising by the second that prevented me from dying of embarrassment.
“Seriously, Gab. Fridays and Saturdays are usually his only nights to pick up women,” Mark assured me. “It sounds like by virtue of time constraints alone, you wouldn’t have to stand in line at his bedroom door.” Remind me never to tell Mark anything that I don’t want repeated out loud to his two besties over there.
“I’m stealing that one too,” Adam