Sin Series novel Chapter 6

Arella

MY HEART lurched thinking of Skip Linton. When I was still with my ex, I thought of Linton and never figured out that he was actually a Linton. If my heart lurched for him, it also ached that he didn't recognize me. Was it because I gained some weight? Was it my hair? It frustrated me because I knew he was that guy.

The connection was still there-those eyes, the feelings when our eyes met-I could still feel it, and I knew he felt it too.

Hotsome: So, should we stop this?

I stared longer at my laptop screen, berating at my possible answers. Linton didn't want me anymore. This man showed interested for almost two weeks now, so what was stopping me?

Sinderella: But he doesn't like me.

Hotsome: What made you say that, love?

Love? I shook my head, pushing the thought of Linton away.

Sinderella: Well, for a starter, he didn't show his intention. It's maybe because I'm fat. Secondly, he didn't ask me out, and lastly, I don't think he would ever like me more than a friend. If he even considers me as a friend.

Hotsome: So, this guy is a friend, huh?

Sinderella: Well, he's a

I hesitated. Why? It wasn't like he knew me, right? I continued typing.

Sinderella: Well, he's a friend of my brother. So you probably know about the Bro code. I'm literally an off-limits.

Hotsome: That makes sense.

Sinderella: So, if you were that guy, what would you do? I mean if you like me.

Hotsome: If I like her that much, and if we're on the same page, I'll risk my relationship with my friend and she should think of the possibilities and consequences when things went south before she enters into that relationship. But my relationship with her brother won't be the same again.

Sinderella: He doesn't like me anyway. It answered my doubt. Thanks so much.

Hotsome: I'm glad I can help.

Sinderella: Are you still interested?

Hotsome: Interested?

Sinderella: Yes, in meeting me?

I crossed my fingers.

Hotsome: Of course, but let me be the one to ask you. Would you like to grab a cup of coffee, or grab a drink with me?

There was something in me lightened up upon reading his reply.

Sinderella: I'd love too, when?

Hoтѕoмe: How about Saturday?

Oh, hell. I had a game with the guys.

Sinderella: Um, I promised my brother and his friend for a pool game.

He replied immediately.

Hotsome: The same guy?

I grimaced. My hands were sweating as I typed my reply. I had to be honest with him as much as possible.

Sinderella: Why won't you join us instead?

I clicked send.

Seconds later, still no reply. Was he hesitating?

Hotsome: I might be out of place with your brother and his friend around. Don't you think it's a little bit awkward to meet your brother on our first date?

Sinderella: You're right, I'm sorry. I told you I'm not good at this. How about Sunday? I know a good coffee shop downtown.

Hotsome: Sounds like a plan.