The Lying Games: The Complete Love Games Duet by Mickey Miller

Author:Mickey Miller [Miller, Mickey]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2020-01-19T16:00:00+00:00

Tuesday, November 27th Dates

Laura - 8 pm — The Big Frog Bar - Fiorella - Blonde, 27, met off Christians in NY, not very cute. Seemed super uptight. I bailed and said my mom was sick so I needed to go be with my sick mom.

Lacy - 9 pm. - The Big Frog Bar - Lacy, 26, black hair. Met online - cute. Modern Dancer.

Hot Dancer = good sex? (Hopefully find out tonight)

Scrolling through the other pages, I see the dates are filled with names of girls and notes on them. The bathroom door swings open, and I plant the little notepad back in Brandon’s jacket pocket.

As he strides toward me, I catch the bartender’s eye.

“Will you have another one, Laura?” she asks.

I sigh, trying not to glare. “It’s Lacy.”

Not her fault this guy is stacking dates by the hour at the same place.

“Oh,” she says, her face turning a little red. “I must have confused you with someone else.”

Damn right you do.

“Yes, I’ll have another Yeungling,” I say.

She flashes a faint smile and pours me another beer as Brandon sits down again.

“You know,” he says, putting his hand on my forearm. “I’ve really enjoyed tonight. I haven’t met someone special in the city lately. So many people. So many options. It’s hard to find someone who sticks out.”

My heart hammers as I come up with an impromptu plan in my head for how to deal with Brandon. Should I just come right out and tell him I read the list of girls in his notepad—and how I’m clearly just hot dancer = good sex? to him, and he doesn’t have a shot in hell with me?

I secretly bunch my fist next to him as the bartender slides another beer in front of me, and flash Brandon a look I make sure is extra sexy, batting my eyes, a playful smirk tugging at my lips.

In spite of my rising desire to confront him, I decide to go another route. Why not play a little?

“I completely agree,” I say, bubbly. “It’s hard to find someone genuine. I haven’t been on a good date in way too long. I’m just ready to open up. And let the good times roll.”

He swallows a pull of his drink and nods. “Good times. That’s exactly what I’m talking about. After we finish this drink, we could head back to my place and check out my fish tank.”

“Your fish tank?”

He winks. “Yeah, my fish tank.”

I take a little swig of my drink, and turn my body toward him, spreading my legs as I toss my hair.

I wonder how many girls he has invited back to his place to check out his ‘fish tank.’

Breathing heavily, I lower my voice to a whisper. “That sounds amazing. And we could explore other things, too. I mean Brandon, you do know what they say about dancers. Don’t you?”

“I’ve heard a few things. But by all means, tell me more. Enlighten me.”

“Well it’s a known fact that dancers have very tight…Oh, hang on, text coming through.

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