Scorpio by Ariana Rose

Author:Ariana Rose [Rose, Ariana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2022-08-10T16:00:00+00:00

Charlotte

Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale.

Breathe, Charlie. Breathe.

Try to create space. Try not to let your mind wander back over the last fifteen minutes. There’s quite literally no way I can do those things.

Is he flirting with me?

Why would he flirt with me?

He’s quite literally one of the world’s most eligible bachelors. He could, and likely has, had any woman he wants. He was curt with me parts of the day. Some could say he is downright rude. It’s like a different man came into the lobby tonight after his time with Kyle. The man who just put the rose in my hand is not the same man who gave me the edict of be on time or else when this all began.

I’m wrangling him. That’s all I should be doing. His reputation was shattered nearly instantly. I never once saw him be unkind to anyone who worked at the bookstore or anyone in line to greet him today. He became this person I needed to know once Kyle and Jane spoke to him. The song “For Good” from Wicked kept coming to mind over and over again. However, the way he spoke to Liam inside a minute ago doesn’t add up, unless you’re mixing in a bit of jealousy.

He has nothing to be jealous of. A whole lot of nothing. I told him I had a boyfriend. There’s no way he could know this, but I haven’t been on more than two dates with a man in five years. Ninety percent of them don’t get past the first date. I don’t know if it’s them or me. I’d like to think it’s not me. I’ve just spent more time trying to cultivate my career than worrying about my love life.

Liam’s little bit of attention felt good. It’s been a long time since I’ve felt someone, other than Simon or James, has given me that damn-you-are-hot look. Max’s gaze and presentation with the rose felt like it went even beyond that. He looked at me like he wanted to fuck me, like he said Liam did. I didn’t get those vibes from Liam in our conversation. I definitely got them from Max.

I know his reputation. Historical romance would call him a rake. Contemporary romance would call him a manwhore. The slang term I would use is playboy. He’s a money-infused shot of adrenaline I should keep my eye on and stay clear of. I break the rose off and put it in his lapel. I’m trying to make it a metaphor. I’m trying to say without saying again; I’m not available.

I hope I get my message across.

The entire time we stand outside waiting for the limo driver to bring the car back, all I feel is watched. I know he misses nothing. It’s not only a personality trait for him, but I think it’s something more. No one is that observant or competitive…at least I haven’t met them…until today.

My phone buzzes inside my clutch. I pull it out to see if it’s the venue from earlier.

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