There it was again, that fluttering in her stomach.
For a moment Ines allowed herself to feel giddy that a gorgeous man just asked her out. But only for a moment because he didn’t even bother to hide the fact that he only asked her because his previous date had bailed on him.
How dare he? Did he think she would be flattered to know that she was his second choice?
Mason looked at her expectantly, a flirtatious look in his eye.
“No,” she said, standing up. She stuffed her manuscript back into her bag.
“Excuse me?”
She threw him a look of annoyance. “No, Mr. Kilborne, I won’t have dinner with you.” She turned to leave.
He got on his feet. “I don’t understand,” he said, blocking her way.
“What don’t you understand? I’m not going to be some low-rent substitute for your date.” She inhale
