If I thought that would put a dent in his ego, I was wrong. He waves my question off like you’d wave off an irritating fly and gets right back down to business.
“My attorneys are handling everything. It’ll work itself out. Let’s get back to you and why you really came on this date with me.”
I briefly close my eyes, wishing for a stray asteroid to smash through the ceiling and kill me. “I just told you why.”
He leans across the table and grabs my hand. It’s so sudden, I yelp. And why are his hands so cold? The man has the flesh temperature of a corpse!
“Megan, I like you. I haven’t been this attracted to a woman in years. Maybe ever.”
My mouth drops open. All I come up with is a startled “Uh…”
He squeezes my hand so hard, I can already feel the bruises forming. “And I just want you to
