“What are you doing? I am waiting for someone,” Beth said.
“Pastor Dean, I know. When you didn’t respond to his message, he didn’t want you to be left waiting for him.” Glancing at her cell phone, Beth had just finished reading the message from Dean when Razer had slid into the booth.
“Since when does Dean use you to pass on his messages?”
“I guess I am just lucky. I was in the right place at the right time. I offered to relay his message and he took me up on it. Now what are we ordering?”
“Nothing. I am going home.” Beth motioned for the waitress.
Razer stopped her. “Come on Beth. Don’t make me eat alone. Nothing can happen here. Sit and have dinner with me," Razer wheedled.
Unsure, Beth picked up her glass of water and took a sip.
The waitress approached, taking their order. Beth raised her brow at the amount of food he ordered.
“What can I say, I’m a growing boy.” He said as the waitress walked away.
More like he needed to keep his energy to perform all the orgies he participated in every night, Beth thought nastily.
“Now, now, I can read that look on your face, it wasn’t nice thoughts you were thinking. Care to tell?”
“I don’t know what you mean,” Beth said haughtily.
“Come on I will pay for your dinner if you tell me what you were just thinking.”
“I can pay for my own dinner.”
“Chicken.”
Angered, she replied. “I bet it does take a lot of food to supply you with enough energy to keep everybody happy.”
With a wicked glint in his eyes, “Just what do you mean by that?”
“Well, you are delivering cars for Loker James, delivering messages for Pastor Dean.”
“Oh, I thought you meant me keeping the girls happy,” he whispered seductively. “Baby I can do it all.”
“I know you can, I saw that for myself.” Beth was done. She again started to get up, but the waitress setting the food down in front off them forestalled her movement.
“Eat Beth, I will behave. Please, it was a lame ass attempt to bring up an embarrassing situation that I think it would do good for us to clear the air about.”
Beth picked up her fork. “I don’t think we need to discuss it at all.”
Razer followed her cue and started eating. Beth had long since lost her appetite, desperately wanting the meal over. Unable to eat more than a few bites of food, Beth sat and watched as he demolished his own food then poached her still full plate.
“Want any dessert?” Razer asked when he finished.
“No thanks.” Beth opened her purse determined to pay her part and beat a hasty retreat.
Razer seeing her intent forestalled the attempt. “Beth I want to apologize for how things went down with us. I can guess it was an extremely embarrassing situation that you found yourself in that night.”
Beth looked out the window, unable to meet his eyes.
“I’d like to start over and get to know you; I handled my attraction to you all wrong. If you give me a chance I can promise this attraction we feel for each other will be worth the effort.”
She immediately shook her head. “I am not attracted to you.”
“You were. Beth that night on your couch you wanted me, but because you weren’t comfortable with me, your values kept you from fucking me; but they didn’t stop you from coming on my hand. At my clubhouse, you were overwhelmed with things moving so fast and bolted.” When Beth would have interrupted, he ignored her. “Still, you invited me in that night and stupidly I said no. Later you came to me knowing you wanted to fuck me and walked into a situation that shocked you.”
Beth looked at him, his words bringing back that humiliating night. “Razer please, I don’t want to go over this. You want the air clear. It’s clear. You want to be friends, fine were friends. But we are not now or in the future going to be fuck buddies, which I think is what you want from me. You have your choice of those at your club. You don’t need me for that. You showed me that night that you have no respect for women.”
Angry now, Razer cut her off. "How did I not respect you Beth? Did I pressure you into doing something you didn’t want? Did I rape you? The minute I saw you weren’t on the same page as me in my bedroom, I let you leave. Did I call you any names or try to change your mind?"
“No.” Beth admitted.