Chapter Eighty-Six: What Are The Chances?

We found ourselves quickly immersed in our meals, guided by a complimentary bottle of champagne from a waiter who never fails to impress. His hand rested on my thigh under the table. As you know how difficult it is for me to be with you, he whispered, mostly as a joke, running his fingers up and down my leg.

Presented him with four choices; he picked this one. It's one of his dens. It's large enough for a place like this, but also… we.

“Yes, I did, and I’m looking forward to miming it,” I said, suppressing the urge to laugh. Between my thighs, something shifted, giving me a wink. Thank God he didn’t; otherwise, we would be heading somewhere else.

I poured some champagne and thanked him. I took a sip in an attempt to relax, the evening unfolding slowly. I was prepared to let him do whatever he pleased with me.

Little hot and shed. Belly of his.

Why does that seem familiar to me? “Dann has been a shot. This place is incredible,” Wyatt replied, shaking his hand.

My jaw dropped, and my eyes widened. No way. Why didn’t I connect all of this sooner? Oliver looked at me, equally surprised.

Wyatt looked puzzled as he glanced back and forth between us. “Do you both know each other?”

I hesitated before mentioning Dann and him. Candace and I first crossed paths. We were together for about a month, but things didn’t work out in the end. It ended badly. There was a shift in Wyatt’s facial expression. He doesn’t look happy. He clenches his jaw and stares at his drink. He questions through gritted teeth.

“Less than a month. It didn’t work out,” Oliver shrugs, mentioning the chemistry between us.

I felt a pang of guilt. I hope this conversation will be soon over. Wyatt is aware that I’ve been with other people, but he’s never actually met any of them.

I paced back and forth between them once more, a nervous energy building inside me. Whatever happened in the past, for me, he displays a blank expression. I remember everything.

He fumbles with the table’s edge. He’s avoiding eye contact, then lets it go, saying it was years ago. It didn’t last long. Nothing else matters. Mine, mine. Don’t start losing your shit.

It was years ago. It didn’t last long. Nothing else matters, mine, mine. Don’t start losing your shit. I will just leave and go home.

I refuse to let this ruin my night and for him to…

He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply several times. He was calming himself down. His eyes opened, and he shifted his gaze to me, remaining completely silent.

“Okay, I’m winning,” he sighed.

I was taken aback by his apology. This isn’t a common occurrence for him…

I looked at him. Thank you.

He leaned in and kissed me. I kissed back. He broke it off first.

“Leave it be, but later on, I will make sure you forget about him completely,” he whispered, roughly caressing my thigh.

Oliver hasn’t crossed my mind in a long time. I won’t start now. He’s still angry about this situation, but I’m grateful he’s not losing control. I’ve never been with a man who…

How did you break up with him?

“Blind date,” I shrugged.

He nodded and took a sip of his champagne. He says it’s the last question, but I don’t think I believe him. He’ll probably ask me more later, just not while we’re…

We all looked at the menu, and someone came to take our orders. How likely is it for all of this to happen? Us coming here, and it turning out to be my ex’s place? Ex. I don’t know if I should tell him that. It was less than a month, and mostly physical between us. The physical aspect was satisfying, but I lacked a connection in other areas; it’s all strange to me that…

He chuckled. What’s done is done. I can’t change the past, though.

“Okay? It appears you’ve drifted off into your own thoughts,” he said.

“Hmm, yeah, I am,” I replied, reaching across the table to peck his lips.

Thinking about him?

He wasn’t displaying anger or annoyance; instead, he seemed almost sad and disappointed at the thought of it.

“I’m thinking how strange this situation is,” I said.

Sewing for Ram’s stunned and any old kelings. Not. It was a long time ago. We weren’t in a serious relationship, and… It was only ten months because of boredom. There were never any major feelings.

What is the meaning of him? Yes, we were officially a couple, but I didn’t think he thought much about the long term.

With any luck, you will be deemed at. There’s a chance we will see Oliver again. But if we do, hopefully, Wyatt won’t get under his skin as…