My Rival Valentine by Crafts Jessica

Author:Crafts, Jessica [Crafts, Jessica]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-01-19T08:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

Getting the table I wanted – across from Sean – was all about knowing the right person. The hostess, of course, just so happened to be an old college friend of mine, as well as the sister of my best writer. It had only taken an email to find out what time Victoria Woodward’s reservation was and get the table behind hers. It was really to Sean’s detriment that he didn’t form more connections with people, but he got by on looking and acting rich, not to mention charming. I was more strategic than that.

Jack wasn’t at all impressed by Glow, but I was. It was a gorgeous restaurant that lived up to its name. “We’ll take the mi krop,” I told the waiter. To Jack, I said, “Trust me on this.”

He put his hands in the air and smiled. “I do, Alexa. You’re the city girl.” Before I could think of a flirty response, he reached across the table and took my hands in his. “I missed you over the weekend. I hoped you would call me.”

Oh. One of those guys. “You did? That’s so sweet.” I lowered my chin against my shoulder and gave a little shrug. It was nice of him to say he missed me. It was also trite and boring. It wasn’t that I wanted to be a complete bitch, but watching Sean over there with Victoria wasn’t exactly helping my mood.

Throughout the night, I kept an eye on them. It was frustrating that they actually looked kind of nice together – both magazine bigwigs, while I was just a lowly section editor. They would make an excellent power couple, especially if they worked together. Then they could go home at night after work and have whatever sex a hot guy like Sean had with an ice queen like Victoria. Maybe she would just lie there in bed and “let” him have a piece of ass. Or maybe she was actually incredible in bed, like some sort of succubus out of a horror movie.

I shuddered and looked down at my half-eaten food. Jack seemed content to chatter on about his life making furniture or whatever the hell it was he did. I couldn’t remember anymore. There was something in there about a cabin in upstate New York, too, pretty close to the Canadian border. I didn’t like that part of the state. It lacked the lights, bustle, and vivacity of the city. No, I wasn’t a country girl at all. I was, as Jack had put it, a city girl.

So why was I in this hot new restaurant with the least hot date of all?

Somehow, sometime during the night, Jack had ordered tequila shots. Why, I didn’t know. They certainly weren’t my drink of choice. They didn’t complement mi krab. Sheesh, he was a fucking plebian. But there was something satisfying in sinking my teeth into the lime after I threw back the shot.

“That’s a girl!” he said, almost hollering like some sort of dopey cowboy.

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