He still didn’t saya word.
“Quit it. Everyone has a type. I’m sure you do.”
Kulti blinked. “I’m not attracted to senior citizens.”
Irolled my eyes. “Okay, fine. You don’t like older men or women.”
He ignoredmy jab at him being attracted to men. “I don’t have a type,” he said slowly.
Yes, he did, and I knew exactly what it was. “Everyone is attracted to certain things, even you.”
Those hazel-green eyes blinked at the speed of a moving glacier. “You want to know what I’m attracted to?”
Iwasthirty seconds too late to realize that I didn’t want to know after all. Did I want to hear him spout off prerequisites I didn’t fit? No. Hell no. While I completely understood his place in my life, that didn’t mean I wanted to be the antithesis of Reiner Kulti’s dreams. My pride could only handle so much.
But it wasn’tlike I could back-down by that point. Gritting my teeth, I nodded. “Go for it since you think I’m such a weirdo.”
“Ilike legs.”
Legs? “And?”
His eyes narrowed just barely. “Confidence.”
“Okay.”
“Nice teeth.”
Hmm.
“Abeautiful face.”
My eyelid may have startedtwitching.
“Someone who makes me laugh.”
The twitching went into overdrive. “Are you making stuff up?” Because, really? Kulti laughing? Ha.
“Is theresomething wrong with my list?” he asked with a stony even glare.
“There wouldn’t beanything wrong with it if you weren’t randomly blurting stuff out. Someone who makes you laugh? I feel like you’re going to start describing a unicorn after that.”
He proddedat the inside of his cheek with his tongue. “Just because I’m not attracted to women old enough to remember the last Great War, doesn’t mean my list is made up,” Kulti said.
Oh my God. That made me burst out laughing. “You make it sound like I hit up retirement homes for dates. Those men are probably only a couple years older than you are, so think about that, creaky knees.”
And that gothis mouth to close. “You are the most insolent person I have ever met in my life.”
Smiling, I took a bite out of my sandwich.
What feltlike five minutes later, Kulti finally turned his attention back to the television, one cheek pulled back like he was biting down on.
When the episode was over, I got up slowly and took my dishes into the kitchen, grabbing Kulti’s right along the way. “I have to leave in thirty. If you promise not to steal anything that you could easily afford on your own, you can stay here and watch more TV.”
There wasa pause as he scrolled through the DVR recordings. “My driver is downstairs. He can take us.”
Us? My plate clattered into the sink. “You want to come?”
“Ihavenothing else to do.”