Page 21 of Kayla's List
“Where are you taking me? Can you slow down, please? My legs aren’t as long as yours,” Kayla says from behind me, and I slow my pace.
What I really want to do is throw her over my shoulder like a caveman and rush back to my hotel room. All of my plans for going slow and taking my time are thrown out the window. I should feel bad, but I don’t. Her kissing another man in front of me just sealed her fate.
Once we get into VIP, I lead her to the bar and order a shot and drink each. We down the shot and I grab the drinks, and we sit at a vacant booth.
I once again take in Kayla’s appearance, and she is a beautiful woman. But I can tell she doesn’t realize just how intriguing she is. Her leg is bouncing up and down, she’s wringing her hands, and her eyes are darting around the room as if she’s about to make a run for it.
I place a calming hand on her bouncing knee, and she looks at me with apprehension written all over her face. As much as I don’t want to, I remove my hand from her leg and sigh. I probably scared the hell out of her with my behavior, and it has been a long time since I’ve lost control like that. So, I understand.
“I’m sorry if my behavior made you uncomfortable.” I pull my hands down my face and lean forward in my seat so that I can look Kayla in her eyes without touching her.
“It’s okay. It was just a surprise. That’s all.”
“Is it really okay? Because you look like you’re about to tear ass out of here as soon as I turn my back.” I raise my eyebrows, and Kayla chuckles and sits back in her seat.
“No, it was okay. As I said, you just shocked me. But my bodyguards won’t let you do too much harm, so I’m notthatworried.” Kayla nods toward Shelby, Emani, and Monique, who are not even trying to hide the fact that they’re watching us.
I smirk at the women and wave. They wave back without any shame, and I shake my head with a laugh. I wish they were watching that closely when the other asshole was trying to make his move.
“I promise I will be calmer on our date tomorrow night.”
“Why wait until tomorrow? How about we go do something right now?”
Now, it’s my turn to be shocked, but I must say I’m pleasantly surprised. I didn’t take Kayla for the spur of the moment type of woman, but I definitely won’t miss the opportunity.
“You’re absolutely right. Why wait until tomorrow for something we can do today? Let’s go!”
After Kayla told her friends I was taking her out on a date, we left the club. Of course, I was threatened with castration and decapitation if anything were to happen to Kayla, so I had to promise to be on my best behavior and my firstborn beforethe girlswould let us leave.
Before I left Dallas, I had a whole night planned down to what I would say to get Kayla to kiss me. Now, all of that is null and void, and I’m just flying by the seat of my pants. From what Kayla told me on the first night we met, she always wanted to be more adventurous, but she’d never gotten the chance. So, tonight, I’m going to do my best to bring out the adventurous side of Kayla Jones.
“Have you eaten already?” I ask because even though it’s almost midnight, what kind of gentleman would I be if I didn’t feed my date?
“Yes, but maybe we can get something later.”
I nod my head. That will give me time to think of a special place to take her.
“So, is there anywhere particular you would like to go?” I have some idea of where I want to take Kayla for our first official date, but I want to make sure we’re doing things that she’s interested in.
“You know what? I actually have an entire list of things that I want to do. Would you like to help me with it?” A slow mischievous smile spreads across Kayla’s face, and I’m instantly curious.
“Sure. One question first. How much have you had to drink?”
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KAYLA
I can’t helpbut burst out laughing at Anderson’s question. Bless his heart. I probably scarred him for life with my drunk amnesia. I know my limits now and I know that dark liquor is not my friend.
“No worries. I am in control of all of my faculties.”
“Yeah, no offense. But, the last time I asked if you were drunk, you gave me the exact same answer.”
“Did I really? Wow! Well, I promise, Anderson. I am not drunk. I’ve only had the shot that you gave me and half a drink. As long as I don’t have brown liquor, I should be fine,” I respond with a grimace.
I remember most of the dreadful drunken night now, but obviously, I don’t remember everything. I’m embarrassed by my behavior and I definitely won’t be getting black-out drunk again.
“I’ll hold you to that promise.” Anderson smiles, and his pretty white teeth and slight dimples greet me. I don’t remember his smile being so attractive.