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Chapter 5

"You want to... well... um..." I don't even know how to respond.

"You seem shocked."

"I wasn't expecting it."

"I'm a forward type of person, Tally. I find you very sexually attractive and I want nothing more than to be balls deep inside you right now."

"I..."

"You don't have to make the decision now. But I'd like to sometime."

"I'm usually not into hooking up but... I think I'd be down."

"Really?"

"I think I'd like to get to know you more though."

"That's fair. How about we go out to have some dinner. I'd love to take you."

"I have to check my schedule."

"Do you have any days off soon?"

I look at my calendar app on my phone and see that I'm free Thursday and Friday.

"I'm off Thursday and Friday."

"Great. I'll pick you up at eight."

"Who says I'm giving you, my address?"

"You can meet me then."

"Good."

"Well, I suppose I can let you go to sleep now."

"Yeah, I'm tired."

"Before you go, what are you wearing?"

"Well... Only a t-shirt."

"Oh really? Nothing underneath? No bra or panties?"

"Nope."

"I'd love to rip that shirt off of you right now and take full advantage of your sexy little body."

"Oh."

"What? Is that bad?"

"I um... I kind of like the sound of that."

"I'm touching myself thinking about you right now."

Oh my god. "Good."

"Goodnight, Tally."

"Night, Ryder."

*** I wake up fairly early the next morning, feeling excited. Rolling on my side, I grab my phone on my nightstand and see a new message.

Ryder: Good morning.

Tally: Good morning :)

I get up and put on tight leggings and a crop top.

"Holy shit, Tal. You're up early."

"I know."

"What has you so happy?"

Should I tell her about Ryder?

"I um... I met a guy at the bar last night."

"Spill it."

I tell her everything and she raises her eyebrows.

"Don't do this. He could be a creepy old man. You're young and beautiful. Easy prey."

"Kate, not every older guy is a perv."

"Very true. But I don't think you should do this."

"I guess I'll erase his number."

"Good."

I hated to lie to her, but I had to.

After a couple hours, I notice he sent me a message three hours ago.

Ryder: How'd you sleep?

Tally: Good.

Ryder: That's good :) I finished last night ;)

Tally: How's your day going?

Ryder: Same old, same old. I'm currently in a business meeting.

Tally: Want me to let you go?

Ryder: No. Not at all. What are you wearing?

Tally: Yoga pants and a tank top. 

Ryder: You work out?

Tally: Everday.

Ryder: I love a woman who cares about her body.

Tally: Well, working in a bar can cause a few aches and pains being on my feet. Yoga especially, really helps.

Ryder: I see ;)

We unexpectedly text all day in between serving drinks, I text him and he responds immediately. I don't know if it's just him or if it's the constant attention, but I find myself excited to talk to him. I'm even more excited for the dinner.

We don't talk about anything specific. He asks me about myself, and I ask him the same. As of now, he's a business executive and he's forty-five. No wife or kids, he likes to travel, and his hobbies are golf and art collecting.

Any twenty-three-year-old would kick a guy his age to the curb, but not me. I've dated guys my age and I think it's just never worked. They either were cheaters, complete assholes or forced me to have sex with them. There's a reason why I've only dated since my senior year of high school. I worked my ass off every single day, so I didn't have time for kissing. I haven't had any good sex in my life yet. At least anything to be compared to. People think it's pathetic I was a virgin until seventeen, but people can fuck off. I'm not ashamed a bit.

I like the fact that Ryder is older and knows exactly what he wants and according to him, he wants me. I don't know if it's for real or a complete utter lie. There's only one way to find out. I usually don't entertain the idea of sleeping with a guy I barely know but the way our conversations are, I might change my mind.

Thursday finally arrived and I waited for Kate to leave for work before I got ready. I'm not a total bimbo dressing girl, but knowing Ryder, he'll want to meet me somewhere fancy so after rummaging through my closet, I chose a low-cut red blouse and a black skirt that settles a few inches above my knees, topping the outfit off with a pair of 6-inch heels.

Hell yeah. He'll drool over this outfit.

I looked at my phone and saw it was 7:30. He wanted to meet me at 8 so I had to be there right on time. I look at myself in the mirror before getting in my car and smile. I'm so ready for this dinner no matter what happens whether if I go home with Ryder or not.