“You didn’t give me your number,” she replied.
“Check your contact list.” He smiled and waved as she grabbed her phone and scrolled through her contacts.
“You put your number into my phone?” She glanced up at him, her brows furrowed in confusion. A little crease formed between her brows as well, and he thought it was kind of cute.
“I thought it wouldn’t hurt.” He shrugged.
Now she glared at him, her expression wary. “Are you a player or what?”
“Not even.” He might’ve been when he was younger, but that was a long time ago. He was almost thirty, and his player days were long over.
“You don’t know me. You didn’t know what I looked like when you put your number into my phone,” she pointed out rather logically.
“I liked your voice.” Jake shrugged. He spoke the truth.
Mia shoved the phone in her purse as she fully faced him. “What?”
“I said I liked your voice.” He couldn’t believe they were having this conversation as a constant stream of people passed between them.
“Oh.” She blushed again, he could tell even with the short distance between them. “You want me to call you.”
“I definitely want you to call me.”
“Why?”
“Because I want to ask you out.”
“On a date?” She also looked damn cute when she wrinkled her nose.
“Yeah,” he answered slowly, nervous when he noticed his sister ending her conversation. He really didn’t want to do this in front of Krista. “Call me tomorrow and let’s get together.”
“I don’t even know you.”
“We could get to know each other.”
She went silent, and he felt Krista’s presence as she slowly approached. Maybe he shouldn’t have done this after all. If she turned him down he’d feel like an ass.
“Okay,” she finally said with a little nod. “I’ll call you.”
“You promise?”
Mia smiled, the sight of it like a zing of electricity straight to his dick. Thank God for baggy cargo shorts. “I promise.”
Without another word she turned and headed toward the restaurant, easily becoming swallowed by the crowd. He stared at her retreating back, long enough to get an appreciative look at her tight ass.
“You hot for Ms. BlackBerry or what?” Krista teased.
Jake started for the parking garage, and she immediately followed. “Maybe.”
“Good.”
He stopped and stared at his sister. “Why do you say that?”
“You’ve been home for almost a month, and you haven’t done hardly anything.”
“I’m catching up on sleep.” It was an excuse, and he knew she knew it.
“Your friends call, and you don’t call them back. Then they call me and complain.” Krista always liked getting right to the point. “It’s nice to see you interested in someone of the female persuasion. I thought you might’ve lost your mojo.”