What have I gotten myself into

The next day my friends jump all over me asking a million questions about Ethan. I didn’t give them a chance to ask anything last night, as I just wanted to have those moments to myself for at least a little while.

“Who was he?”

“What did y’all talk about?”

“Are you going to see him again?”

The two of them were throwing questions out left and right before I finally had to just tell them to shut up and give me a chance to actually talk.

“His name is Ethan. He is actually the owner of the club. I don’t know if we will see each other again or not. We didn’t exchange numbers or anything like that so if he does want to see me again he has the resources to find me. I’m not going to chase him down.”

Jennifer and Kassie both had their mouths hanging open.

“Oh my god… I can’t believe that was Ethan. He is so much hotter than I thought he would be. If you decide to not give him a go.. send him my way. I’ll take him home.” Jennifer smiled. Kassie nodded her head in agreement.

“Y’all are too much.” I say just as my phone begins ringing in the other room.

“I’ll be right back.” I get up and go grab my phone.

A unknown number is calling me.

“Hello”

“Is this Whitney?”

“Yes, who is this?”

“It’s Ethan.”

I go silent.

“Whitney? Are you still there?”

I clear my throat. I walk into the room where my friends are sitting and put my phone on speaker.

“Yes, sorry. How did you get my number?”

“I know people. It wasn’t hard finding someone who would know you and then get your number.”

“Oh. So why are you calling?”

“Game on, remember? I wanted to see if I could take you out for dinner tonight.”

“I thought you didn’t date?”

“No, I go out, I just don’t do girlfriends. Just because I’m taking someone out doesn’t mean there is anything between us.”

“Besides sex, right?”

He chuckles. “So you say. So, can I take you out tonight?”

My friends are grinning and nodding their heads yes.

“Well, I don’t have anything better planned, so I guess I can make some time for you.”

“Great. What is your address? I’ll be there at 6 to get you.”

“Oh no pretty boy. I’m not making it that easy for you. You were able to get my number, so you should have no problem finding out where I live. See you at 6… or not.”

I hang up before he has a chance to reply.

My friends squeal. “I can’t believe you are going out with him!”

“You know if he can get your number he will be able to find out where you live, right?”

“I know. I just have to make him work a little for this.”

“What did he mean by game on?”

I should have known they would catch on to that.

“He thinks that I am going to be the one begging for him to touch me and please me. I told him that I wouldn’t be. That it was actually going to be the other way around. So last night when I walked back onto the dance floor with you guys, my last words to him were, game on.”

“Ok! What have you done with our Whitney? Our Whitney would never even say something like that!”

“I was feeling confident. What can I say? I have a feeling it was the drinks talking but I guess we will find out tonight.”

“Please call us with the details afterwards! We can’t wait to hear how this date goes. I have to get home. Come on Kassie, I will drop you off on the way.”

“Bye, ladies.” I wave.

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At 6pm on the dot my door bell rings. I am beyond nervous but I can do this. I got this.

When I open the door I am met with those same beautiful green eyes from last night. I don’t know if it’s possible but he looks even more sexy now than he did last night.

“Whitney.”

“Ethan”

“You look beautiful as ever.” I see him take a moment to look me over. Looking me up and down until finally his eyes connect with mine again.

“Thank you, just let me grab my phone and keys and then we can be on our way. Oh, is what I have on ok for where you are taking me?”

I am wearing a black dress that stops mid thigh and has spaghetti straps with a pair of wedged heels to add a little to my height this time.

“Yes. You look great. You may want to grab a coat of some sort just incase you get a little chili inside.”

“Ok, you can come in. Give me just a few minutes to go find my jacket.”

“Take your time.” I hear him say as I make my way up to my room.

Going through my closet, I finally come across my jean jacket that will go perfect with what I have on. I slide it on and put my keys and phone inside one of the pockets. Once back down stairs I find Ethan looking at my family pictures on the walls.

“So, you are a family person? That’s great.”

I frown but don’t answer him.

“I’m sorry, did I say something wrong?” He stops me as I go to walk by him.

Looking up at him I shake my head, “No. It’s ok. I was a family person. I loved my parents a lot. I never had any brothers or sisters, so it was always just the three of us. They passed away a couple of years ago. Now, it’s just me.”

Ethan grabs my hand and gives it a squeeze. “I’m sorry to hear that. I’m sure they loved you just as much and would be so proud of you if they were here now.”

I laugh. “I’m not so sure about that. Let’s go.” I pull my hand away from him and lead the way out the front door.

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Ethan made reservations at some steak house. It looked extremely expensive. This is defiantly not the type of place I would normally go to.

Our waitress leads us to a booth way in the back. I slide in on one side and Ethan slides in on the other sitting directly across from me.

“What can I start you two out with to drink?” The young girl asks.

“I’ll just have a glass of water please.” I answer her as she turns her attention to Ethan.

“I’ll take my regular. Thanks Steph.”

She smiles and walks away.

“I should have known you would be a regular here.”

“I am a regular, but I have never brought any other girl here. You are the first.”

“Yeah, right. Like I am going to believe that.”

Ethan smiles and says, “Well believe what you want to darling, but I don’t bring the girls that I see here.”

Giving him the benefit of the doubt, “Ok, but why not?”

“You are the first person that I have met to not throw their self at me. You don’t make yourself seem like a whore. You are different. You deserve to be treated different.”

I was actually speechless. I wasn’t expecting that kind of response at all.

A few minutes later Steph, as he called her, is back with our drinks and is taking our food order.

Ethan orders a steak and fries while I order grilled chicken and a salad.

“I’m impressed.” He leans closer to my side of the table.

“What do you mean?”  I asked him with a confused look on my face.

“Any other girl I go out to eat with, never orders meat. They only order a salad and they barely eat that as it is.”

I laugh, “Well as you mentioned earlier, I’m not like those girls. I like to eat. I mean look at me.”

He smiles. “I am. I am looking at you very closely. You are perfect.”

Once again I could feel my face getting hot. What am I getting myself into here?

I could not let him get the best of me. I can not let him win this game we are playing. I will not give into his charm. He is one sexy man and he knows how to use his words but I will not give into him. I will not be the one doing the begging.