“If anything, you can think about it this way. You’ve made a lot of people happy.”
I glance up at him.
His lips purse into a mischievous smile.
“Stop fucking with me,” I growl, and he starts chuckling.
A few moments pass before we both find ourselves watching Nick and Sara in silence. Sara slides her hand on top of Nick’s while he leans to her and places a soft kiss on her lips.
It’s an innocent kiss, and knowing him, it must have taken him a lot of courage to make that move.
“She likes him, doesn’t she?” I murmur.
“Yes.”
He looks at me.
“You get overly nervous for nothing. The past is the past,” he says.
“It’s not nothing. He likes her too. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have kissed her in public.”
“You really know how to pick these men...” he says seriously this time, still looking in the direction of their table.
“What do you mean?”
“He was not charity, baby. You liked him. He was different. Handsome and shy. You had the upper hand with him. Am I right?”
I can’t meet his eyes.
“I think I’m right. You preyed on him,” he says.
“I did not prey on him.”
“Is he a good man?” he asks, ignoring my comment.
“Yes, he is. A very good man. That’s why I didn’t want to mess with him. He seemed a bit lost.”
“Sometimes lost men make loyal lovers. In the hands of the right woman, of course,” he adds. “What kind of work does he do?”
“He’s an engineer, makes good money and has a house.”
“How come he’s single?”
“Truthfully, I don’t know. Women hit on him all the time, but he doesn’t take them seriously. That’s why I think he likes Sara. She’s different than the others, and I’ve never seen him so animated in the presence of a woman.”
“Hmm... A settler.”
I glance at him.
“What do you mean?”
“He’s interested in settling more than hunting. Did he like you?” he asks, curious.
“If he did, it must’ve been for a different reason.”
He tosses back his drink.
“He didn’t hit on you,” he says.