Enjoying the Chase (SAMPLE ONLY. PUBLISHING SPRING 2014)

Enjoying the chase - Chapter 2 (Pic of Rosie)

“You really are a flirt, I give you ten out of ten for the attempt but seriously, if you’re expecting me to sleep with you then you’re going to be really disappointed.” She looked at me challengingly as she sat back in her chair.

“Oh now I get it. You’re a lesbian,” I said, trying to look serious.

She looked at me and laughed her ass off. “So you think the only reason that a girl would turn you down, is because she’s a lesbian?” she choked out around her laughs.

“Hell yeah, no girls can resist me,” I replied, only half joking, she was actually the only girl that had ever turned me down. Hopefully she was a lesbian and then I could relax slightly.

“I’m not a lesbian and I can resist you, trust me. You really just aren’t my type,” she stated, looking me over with a bored expression.

“Not your type? What the hell does that mean? What’s wrong with me?” I asked, genuinely curious as to what it was that was turning her off.

“I don’t go for cocky, overconfident guys, that care more about how they look than whether they have anything interesting to say. Players just don’t do it for me.” She shrugged taking a drink of her water, her eyes not leaving mine. She looked a little amused.

“I have plenty interesting to say,” I countered.

She leant forward in her chair, looking at me curiously. “Okay, let’s hear it.” 

Holy $hit, what the hell do I say to that? What would she find interesting? I couldn’t exactly go for a slutty line like I would with another girl; I needed to actually think of something that she would be impressed with. I started to panic as I literally couldn’t think of anything! Damn, I suck! Thankfully, the waiter came over and took our order, so I got a few minutes reprieve. Surprisingly she didn’t order anything too expensive like I thought she would, just some chicken thing that sounded gross. 

When the waiter walked off I smiled and decided to change the subject. “Cameron was so cute, right?”

She smiled and nodded. “Nice diversion. And yeah, he was incredibly cute, but then again with parents like Anna and Ashton, the kids going to be good looking, right?” she laughed.

“Yeah, I guess he’s got good genes,” I admitted. “Our kid would be hot too.” As soon as I said it, I wished I hadn’t. Another comment about us sleeping together, great job Nate! Damn, I suck today, I really need to get laid so I can get my confidence back! Damn woman’s making me lose it.

“You just can’t help yourself can you?” she teased, rolling her eyes.

I laughed and shook my head. “Not around you by the looks of it. So, what three jobs are you working now then?” I asked, trying to change the subject.

“I work in a restaurant as a waitress at lunchtimes. I have a cleaning job, and I’m a maid in a hotel.” She shrugged turning her nose up.

“Oh yeah? You have one of those little French maid outfits?” I asked, grinning as I started to imagine her in one.

“Those are just for sexual dressing up, Nate, so no, I don’t own one of those,” she said sarcastically, as she rolled her eyes at me again.

“Oh. Well, don’t worry then, I’ll let you borrow mine,” I joked, making her laugh.

“You’re actually quite funny,” she mused, looking like she didn’t want to admit that at all.

I smiled at the half compliment. “So, how come we’ve never met before? You definitely weren’t at Ashton’s wedding.” Anna and Ashton had gotten married just over four years ago, we all went to the Maldives and they got married on the beach. This girl definitely didn’t go, I would remember if I’d seen her before.