“What?” He cannot be serious.
“I don’t want you dating anyone else. And I won’t either.”
“You have got to be kidding me,” I say.
“Not in the least.”
I tilt my head to the side. “I’m already dating someone. Are you actually suggesting I break up with him?”
“Dating someone? Who?”
I roll my eyes. “Aidan. You interrupted our date the other night.”
“Him?” he asks. “That had to have been a first date.”
“Not even close.”
“Second?”
“No, I’ve been seeing Aidan for a while.”.
He waves his hand. “Regardless, it doesn’t count.”
“Why doesn’t it count?”
Ronan’s eyes never leave mine. “It won’t last.”
“How would you know?”
That wolf smile creeps across his face again. “You haven’t even slept with him yet.”
My mouth drops open, and I snap it closed as fast as I can. “You don’t know that.”
“Yes, I do,” he says. “You definitely haven’t slept with him. And you aren’t going to.”
“Is that a demand?”
“No, it’s an observation,” he says. “I don’t have to demand anything, because you already know you’re going to break up with him soon. After that, my rule applies. No dating anyone else.”
“And how long does this rule apply?” I ask.
“As long as yours do.”
I laugh and shake my head. “So, your rule is that we can’t date other people, but I can date Aidan, because you think I’m going to break up with him anyway.”
“Exactly.”
“And unless I change my mind about my rules, I can’t date anyone else?” I ask.
“Right.”
“But you can’t date anyone either,” I say.
“Absolutely.”
I narrow my eyes at him. “If I agree, that means no one-night-stands. No getting around it by bringing women home without taking them on a date.”
He leans forward, resting his forearms on the table. “No dates. No sex.”