Enjoying the Chase (SAMPLE ONLY. PUBLISHING SPRING 2014)

Enjoying the chase - Chapter 2 (Pic of Rosie)

“Aww honey, give him a chance. If a handsome man begged me like that I’d sure as hell give him a shot,” The woman said, nodding in encouragement.

“Get up!” Rosie hissed, ducking her head in embarrassment.

“Oh no, this continues until you agree to come to dinner with me,” I whispered, smirking at her. “Please Rosie, PLEASE?” I begged getting even louder.

She winced and looked around quickly, a horrified expression on her face. “Fine, just get up!” she hissed.

I jumped up, grinning. “See, that wasn’t so hard was it?” I gloated. I turned towards the people who were watching the scene in shock and amusement. I held my hands up above my head in celebration, “She said yes!” I shouted excitedly, for the benefit of the crowd. Some of them cheered, a couple applauded; I smiled and gave a little bow as Rosie practically ran away from me, making me laugh.

I caught up to her easily and she slapped me in the stomach with her purse. “That was so freaking embarrassing!” she groaned, glancing over her shoulder slyly, probably to see if the crowd of people were still watching us.

I threw my arm around her shoulder. “Oh you loved it.”

“Asshole,” she muttered under her breath. “I’m so ordering the lobster.”

I smiled and nodded. “Yeah me too,” I joked, winking at her when she looked up at me. She wasn’t annoyed, her eyes were playful and amused, she liked that scene a little. Maybe no one had made a dick out of themselves for her before. She elbowed me in the ribs making me pull my arm off of her shoulder, “Oh I like it rough,” I joked, rubbing my side, grinning as she rolled her eyes at me. This was the most fun I’d had with a girl for a long time, maybe ever. She reminded me a little of Anna, spunky and game for a laugh.

“Are you trying to talk me out of this?” she asked, looking at me warningly.

“No way, Muffin. I can’t wait to embarrass you in the restaurant too,” I teased, making her laugh even though she looked like she didn’t want to.

She closed her eyes and groaned as gripped her hand and pulled her in the direction my car. She barely spoke to me on the way to the restaurant; I purposefully chose a fairly nice one so she could put a dent in my credit card like she obviously wanted to as payback for the little scene outside the hospital.

“So, where do you live then if you have to get a train back?” I asked curiously, as we scanned the menus.

“Barstow, San Bernardino, but I’m moving to LA next week for my job.” She turned her nose up a little, maybe she didn’t want to move or something.

“Yeah? What’s your job?”

“I’m a teacher; well, I will be a teacher when I move here anyway. At the moment I work three jobs to pay the rent.” She shrugged easily.

A teacher? Wow, we certainly didn’t have any teachers that looked like her at the school I went to, hell, if we did I probably wouldn’t have graduated, I would have failed because I wouldn’t be able to take my eyes off of her ass!

“You’re going to be a teacher? What grade?”

“Second,” she answered, shrugging. She looked like I was boring her or something, she wasn’t even trying to give me a shot at all and I was going to have to work my ass off to change that.

“That’s good. I felt sorry for the poor kids for a minute then, having to try and concentrate with a hottie teacher, but I guess in second grade they wouldn’t be daydreaming about what colour panties you have on instead of listening to your lesson.” I smirked confidently as she laughed and shook her head at me.