sat up. "That was pretty good, huh?”
I laughed. "It's okay. It was a good movie, but I know you slept through it."
He grinned guiltily. "Well, it's the thought that counts, right?"
I squeezed his hand. "Definitely."
Next we were going to a late lunch. He took me to one of my favorite restaurants in town. He hadn’t; turned out it was one of his favorites. It was proof that we did have some things in common. It just wasn’t proof that he wanted to learn more about me, exactly. He held the door for me. I stepped inside and told the hostess we had a party of two.
We slid into the booth; he insisted on sitting next to me. Hudson wrapped his arm around me and kissed my cheek. "How's the date so far?"
I grabbed his chin, pulling his face close. "It's perfect." He kissed me softly. It was the sweetest kiss he'd ever given me.
"Everything looks so good. What are you getting?" I asked.
He glanced over the menu. "I think I'll get a big steak. I figure I can work it off with you later," he said, winking at me. It wasn’t surprising that the subject of sex came up with Hudson.
" Tell me about your family, we never talk about them," I said, closing the menu as we waited for the waitress to return.
"I got a mom, a dad, a brother, what's to tell?"
I played with his hair as I said, "Do you get along with them, and what are they like?"
He swatted my hand away. "Why do you need to know?"
I crossed my arms over my chest. "I don't need to know, I want to know.”
" Well, my life is a need to know.”
I scowled, "Your girlfriend doesn’t need to know about your life?"
He shrugged. "I'm sorry, babe. My mom is a bitch. She hates me and told me she wished I was never born. My dad is an ass; he's an abusive arrogant dick, who I'd rather not talk about. Can we drop it now?"
I nodded. "I'm sorry, I didn’t know."
He leaned over and kissed my cheek. "It's okay."
The waitress returned to take our orders and drop off our drinks. After we ordered, Hudson excused himself to run to the restroom.
I glanced around the restaurant and my gaze fell on a table of four guys across the room. The two facing me were definitely a couple. The other two had their backs to me; one of them looked like Ashton. He slid his arm around the guy next to him and hugged him. He turned his head to say something, and it was Ash. It made my heart hurt. So much for doubting that he was gay. I felt a pang of jealousy rush through me.
I shook my head and thought, 'Get a grip, Gracie. You're acting like a jealous girlfriend. You barely know the guy.'
Hudson returned and I felt disappointment upon seeing him. Even after the great day he had planned, I still didn’t really want to be with this man.
He pressed against me, leaning down to kiss my neck. My eyes were focused on Ash's table. They received their check and stood up to leave. Ashton put his arm across the guy ’s shoulder as they walked. My heart hurt watching the exchange. His eyes met mine as Hudson was nibbling on my neck. His gaze reflected the same jealousy I felt, it seemed.
I pushed Hudson away lightly. "Hey Ash," I said as he approached the table.
"Hey Gracie, it's good to see you. How's it going Hudson?" He held his hand out to shake Hudson's.
They shook and I motioned to the other side of the booth. "You want to join us?"
He glanced back at the guy he was with. "Nah. We were just leaving. I'll see you this weekend though."
Hudson went back to pawing me. I was ready to leave. I pushed him away again and he huffed, "What is it?"
I scowled, "We're in public at a restaurant, for one. I'm feeling a bit sick though. Can you take me home?" He paid the check and grimaced as we walked outside.
"You coming back to my house?" he asked with lust in his eyes.
"I wanna go to my house…alone."
He sneered. "So I did this whole date for nothing? I can't even get laid tonight?"
Ash was a few cars down from Hudson.
"Why don't you get a ride
I laughed. "It's okay. It was a good movie, but I know you slept through it."
He grinned guiltily. "Well, it's the thought that counts, right?"
I squeezed his hand. "Definitely."
Next we were going to a late lunch. He took me to one of my favorite restaurants in town. He hadn’t; turned out it was one of his favorites. It was proof that we did have some things in common. It just wasn’t proof that he wanted to learn more about me, exactly. He held the door for me. I stepped inside and told the hostess we had a party of two.
We slid into the booth; he insisted on sitting next to me. Hudson wrapped his arm around me and kissed my cheek. "How's the date so far?"
I grabbed his chin, pulling his face close. "It's perfect." He kissed me softly. It was the sweetest kiss he'd ever given me.
"Everything looks so good. What are you getting?" I asked.
He glanced over the menu. "I think I'll get a big steak. I figure I can work it off with you later," he said, winking at me. It wasn’t surprising that the subject of sex came up with Hudson.
" Tell me about your family, we never talk about them," I said, closing the menu as we waited for the waitress to return.
"I got a mom, a dad, a brother, what's to tell?"
I played with his hair as I said, "Do you get along with them, and what are they like?"
He swatted my hand away. "Why do you need to know?"
I crossed my arms over my chest. "I don't need to know, I want to know.”
" Well, my life is a need to know.”
I scowled, "Your girlfriend doesn’t need to know about your life?"
He shrugged. "I'm sorry, babe. My mom is a bitch. She hates me and told me she wished I was never born. My dad is an ass; he's an abusive arrogant dick, who I'd rather not talk about. Can we drop it now?"
I nodded. "I'm sorry, I didn’t know."
He leaned over and kissed my cheek. "It's okay."
The waitress returned to take our orders and drop off our drinks. After we ordered, Hudson excused himself to run to the restroom.
I glanced around the restaurant and my gaze fell on a table of four guys across the room. The two facing me were definitely a couple. The other two had their backs to me; one of them looked like Ashton. He slid his arm around the guy next to him and hugged him. He turned his head to say something, and it was Ash. It made my heart hurt. So much for doubting that he was gay. I felt a pang of jealousy rush through me.
I shook my head and thought, 'Get a grip, Gracie. You're acting like a jealous girlfriend. You barely know the guy.'
Hudson returned and I felt disappointment upon seeing him. Even after the great day he had planned, I still didn’t really want to be with this man.
He pressed against me, leaning down to kiss my neck. My eyes were focused on Ash's table. They received their check and stood up to leave. Ashton put his arm across the guy ’s shoulder as they walked. My heart hurt watching the exchange. His eyes met mine as Hudson was nibbling on my neck. His gaze reflected the same jealousy I felt, it seemed.
I pushed Hudson away lightly. "Hey Ash," I said as he approached the table.
"Hey Gracie, it's good to see you. How's it going Hudson?" He held his hand out to shake Hudson's.
They shook and I motioned to the other side of the booth. "You want to join us?"
He glanced back at the guy he was with. "Nah. We were just leaving. I'll see you this weekend though."
Hudson went back to pawing me. I was ready to leave. I pushed him away again and he huffed, "What is it?"
I scowled, "We're in public at a restaurant, for one. I'm feeling a bit sick though. Can you take me home?" He paid the check and grimaced as we walked outside.
"You coming back to my house?" he asked with lust in his eyes.
"I wanna go to my house…alone."
He sneered. "So I did this whole date for nothing? I can't even get laid tonight?"
Ash was a few cars down from Hudson.
"Why don't you get a ride
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