Monroe of his. She had to be something special and was apparently memorable enough to be able to keep a home fire lit within this man’s heart. But she really wanted to know something else.
"So did ya'll sleep together later on? Recently?"
"Yes we have, every now and again between relationships. The last time was about a year ago. I had broken up with my ex and she was single too."
"Okay, so you're rebound buddies?"
Riordan chuckled. "Yeah, I guess that’s what you could call it. But I do want to know more about you."
"Well my history isn't nearly as colorful as yours." Jennifer was pretty sure he knew his way around a woman and here she was naïve as a newborn lamb in comparison.
"Mmm... it's not as exploit filled as you might think. Really, you would have fingers left over. Promise."
Jennifer laughed at the idea. By no means was she calling him a man whore, but the idea that he had less than ten lovers was ludicrous. There was no way she would fall for that one. "Alright, here you go." Extending a leg in front, she continued, "Pull that one too."
Riordan shocked her when he cradled the proffered ankle in one hand and tugged at it before he let the limb go. What didn’t shock her about the exchange was the starburst of pleasure she felt with the playful gesture. He set her on fire upon sight, so why shouldn’t his hands elicit a like response on her flesh?
"Thanks, needed that." Riordan said. His dimples were just as deep as she thought they would be earlier in the day and the divots had even more effect on her libido than she thought possible.
"You are really insane." Jennifer merely shook her head at his antics.
"Nah, I just like having a good time." Riordan turned to face Jennifer, who was surprised to find herself enjoying her first real, honest-to-god, date with a man. On almost every outing she had before today, it was a blind date, and normally a friend of a friend type thing.
She didn't realize Riordan was asking her a question, until she heard, "--must not be very interesting if you're zoning out on me."
Jennifer felt like a doofus, here she was alone with one of the most attractive men she'd seen not on TV, and she decides to go down a trip on memory lane. "Please it's not you, I promise."
"I'll forgive you on one condition."
"Which is?"
"That you go out with me tomorrow and Friday night." Jennifer agreed as she smiled shyly and nodded.
"Am I to take it that means yes?"
"Sure, why ever not?"
"Maybe, I thought you didn't like me, since you ignored me and all." Riordan's grin was infectious, and Jennifer found herself responding to the blinding high beams of his bright smile.
"Nah, I think I'll take you out for one last spin before I trade you in for a newer model."
"Wow, that’s cold blooded. Me thinks I like this lady."
"Well that makes two of us, cause I like me too."
"You know you're not going to leave me a shred of pride before the night is out right?"
"That’s the plan, you may as well get with the program."
"You still owe me the story of why you went off into space in the middle of our conversation."
"Alright, alright. I was just thinking about how lame my usual dates were."
"I don't see how that's possible. You are an incredible woman, and a lady any man should consider himself lucky to spend time with."
"You definitely talk a good game mister."
"Believe it or not, I'm kind of a recluse. I spend more time with my computer than real people."
"I can't believe that, Riordan. You seem like you know your way around a good time."
"Yeah I do, but my idea of a good time isn't the same as everyone else’s."
"Okay I'll give you that." Jennifer could get that for sure, she always was a wet blanket when she went out with a group. Everyone was content to party and hang loose. But Jennifer didn't enjoy being wild as most of the world did, as she was more