Chapter Thirteen
I took Kiana out to lunch every day for the rest of the week. She actually laughed and let me in. A little. I could tell she was g*n-shy about getting involved.
Fuck, I was, too. It had been a while since I actually dated anyone. Years. My job kept me on airplanes and shacked up with men more than in the company of women. I was just happy when I could check out a nice pair of t**s instead of risk seeing a d**k hanging out.
Since our weekends were always full of weddings, Kiana and I agreed we’d go to dinner Monday night. It was killing me to see her every day and pretend we were just work colleagues, but I wasn’t going to press her to change her mind. She’d had enough of her ex-dickhead telling her what to do. I wasn’t going there.
I was getting set up for our Saturday
