A Mr. Right for Mrs. Weird {ON HOLD}

Part 4

It was like Tessa dragging me around was endless.
While she was dragging me to Chandler I examined her.
Her hair was frizzy and her dress messed up.
"Hunter Bullock?" I questioned. She turned around a bit surprised and then blushed. Her hand ran through her hair and then she spoke.
"We just had a few drinks and danced alittle. Nothing serious" she fanned her hand.
I raised an eyebrow slyly with a smirk playing on my lips.
"Yea sure that's nothing serious" I said my voice oozing with sarcasm.
Her cheeks reddened and her eyes focused on the floor.
She wasn't going to tell me now, but if I got her drunk enough she was sure to spill.
"Okay I'll let you go this time" the smirk still remained on my lips.
"Now let me fix your hair" she perked back up as her hands reached for my hair like a toddler.
Her hands grabbed my hair and began to toss it a couple places.
"Voila" she spoke French. "Now make momma proud" she pulled her hands together and looked at me as if I were her own child graduating college.
My legs were a bit shaky because of the last time I had talk to him. Who wouldn't be nervous if they ran away from an extremely rich guy.
He was wearing a suit making him stand out. The blazer clung to his arm from his muscles making my eyes stay trained on them.
"Hi." I tapped his shoulder taking him away from his conversation.
He turned around and smiled when he saw me.
"Hey, I was wondering if you were going to come considering our last meeting you ran" he chuckled a bit and I forced a laugh.
"It was only because of what Tessa said" I explained.
"Oh about you being single and ready to mingle" he wiggled his eyebrows mocking Tessa. There was a gasp from behind us and we just laughed looking at Tessa's annoyed face.
"Yep exactly" I placed my hand over my face from embarrassment.
"Well can I tell you something?" His eyes locked with mine making the conversation intense.
I just nodded so he would continue. "I'm actually quite happy your single" he took my hand in his and accidentally I slapped him across the face.
My hands covered my mouth as he grabbed his cheek and let out a shriek.
"I'm so sorry" I looked around for ice. "Hold on I'm going to the kitchen for ice" he just nodded as girls began to crowd around him asking him if he was okay.
I ran to the kitchen a bit embarrassed. There was a fridge making me sigh in relief.
Ice. I bent down to grab some of the ice out of the fridge and felt hands on my waist making me jolt suddenly.
I turned around and brushed lips with Kent.
"Bloody hell Kent!" He just chuckled making me slap his arm.
As I went to walk away I noticed Kents grip on my waist tightened.
"Don't you dare rape me" I held the bag of ice like a weapon. His hand reached for the bag of ice and easily took it out of my hand. Guess I don't know how to protect myself.
"So you didn't want to meet me?" He smirked pushing a strand of hair out of my face.
"Actually my friend Tessa dragged me to talk to this guy" I rubbed my arm awkwardly.
We sat just looking at each other making me only feel more uncomfortable.
"So I have to bring Chandler some ice" he loosened his grip letting me leave.
"Bye water ice" he chuckled.
My head snapped back looking at him. "Excuse me?" I raised an eyebrow quizzically.
"Your names Rita and that's the name of a water ice place." He explained his hands shoved in his pockets.
"Oh" was all I could say.
He walked close to me his lips by my ear. "Just to let you know I like water ice" his voice husky and deep.
I bit my lip as he left leaving me speechless again.
My legs took my to Chandler who somehow already had an ice pack on his head making me just drop mine and sit down next to him.
"I don't think we're meant to talk" I chuckled. He just sighed.
"Tell me about it"
I know it's kind of weird but I kind of have an idea for another book already. I'm going to try and finish this book since it literally already started but I have been writing another book if your wondering why the updates are taking forever. So tell me what you think of this chapter and what you think might happen next.
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