“Kendall's waiting at the hotel.”
“For you,” I grit out.
“No, I talked to her before the jump. She knows how you feel. She wants to go out with you.”
“Don't fuck with me, man.”
“Serious. Go. You'll see. She'll be happy you came.”
“What about you? You're not sticking with this witch?”
“Maybe I'll catch up with you later. Have fun.”
I feel bad leaving Rhino to put up with Justine's bitch fit, but he got himself into that hot water, I guess only he can climb out. Just hope he doesn't get burned.
Me, I'm over the moon about getting to spend some time with Kendall at long last. I get through a shit shower and shave routine faster than normal while still taking care to groom correctly. I want her to be thrilled with the package and not be making comparisons with my twin.
When I arrive a the hotel, my dick pitches at the sight of her. She looks so fucking hot in a sexy short and swingy little dress and towering heels.
She looks surprised that it's me and I'm sure she's looking over my shoulder expecting to see Rhino right behind me.
“We had a problem with the stunt,” I tell her
and her face falls in fear. “Nothing bad, Rhino had to take care of something.”
“Oh. Is he going to be joining us?” she asks.
Great. It is him she wants after all. He was either being kind or jerking me around.
“Maybe later. Is that okay?”
“Yeah, I guess.”
I settle her in the car and we're enroute to the bar, the convo slightly stilted as we talk about the people we mutually know in the city.
“Kendall, let me come clean,” I say, when I come around to open her door and help her out, then toss the keys to the valet. “I wanted to meet you ever since Derek's party.”
“Oh, you were there?”
“Yeah and I should have just called you but I don't know, I guess I wanted to do something different than just hit you up for happy hour.”
“That's so sweet,” she says.
Damn.
'Sweet'.
Relegated to that location.
With the 'nice' guys that never get laid.
But then she twines both hands into the crook of my arm and we enter the bar together.
I order the drinks and down mine fast. I'm actually a little nervous, facing this stunning girl that I've been lusting after for so long. So long. Really only a couple of weeks but that's an age in New York dating terms. She could have been through three relationships in that time.
The place is jam packed and I know I'm going to have to slip the hostess at least a c-note to score us a table.
“Can't we just stay at the bar?” Kendall says, her hand on my arm, her fingers curling into me.