Chapter 3 She is going to be trouble for me...

Wyatt

I was waiting outside of the coffee place for Hazel-Rose. I hope she doesn't see me and turn away, especially since she was drinking when we met. We all know how drink can change the way someone looks. I had got here early, but she was due to arrive any minute if she doesn't change her mind. I was a little anxious. I am not used to a woman as beautiful as her wanting my attention.

I watch at the time goes past the time she said we were to meet. A couple of minutes turned to ten. I grabbed my phone, seeing if I had heard from her.

"Hey Mr-no-one-nights," I hear, followed by a giggle.

I looked up, smiling when I see her come walking towards me. She was in jeans and a hoodie but still looked as good as she did in the dress she had on last night.

"Hello, HR," I chuckled.

"I thought we agreed that was a terrible nickname?" She spoke.

"And, Mr-no-one-nights is a great nickname," I laughed.

Hazel-Rose rolled her eyes at me and laughed. I shrugged.

"Come on, silly man, I need coffee," She said, grabbing my arm and dragging me into the coffee shop.

We found a seat next to the window and placed our orders. Hazel-Rose rested back on the chair, looking straight at me.

"Where are your glasses?" She asked.

"At home, I have my contacts in today," I said.

"Why? I like your glasses," She pouted.

"I will remember that for next time," I chuckle.

"You do that," She said smirking at me, "So, I am going to get straight too, what do I need to do to get you in my bed?" She added.

She got straight to the point. I will give her that. I don't think I have come across a woman before who just comes out and says what she is thinking, especially something like what Hazel-Rose just asked.

"I told you, a date," I said.

"Hmm, I don't know how I feel about that," She said, tapping her fingers on her chin, "Doesn't this class as a date?" She added.

"Nice try, but no," I laughed.

She rolled her eyes at me again. Yes, she was definitely used to getting what and who she wants all the time. Hopefully, this would be different, making it more interesting for her rather than getting things easily. It will be a challenge for her.

"You are no fun, Wyatt," She pouted.

"Oh, I am much fun, once you get to know me," I replied confidently.

My words seem to intrigue her. She sat up, resting her elbows on the table and looked me firmly in the eyes.

"Please, do tell me more," She said, "What kind of fun are you talking?" She added.

"Nope! You will need to give me a chance, and find out for yourself," I said.

Hazel-Rose didn't seem too impressed with that idea. It was the only way she was going to get what she wants. It was my turn to sit back and look slightly smug. I could see her racking her brain, thinking about what to say next. She didn't have a chance, though because our orders came. We thanked the server, and they headed off.

"One date?" She asked.

"That will be a good start," I said.

"A good start? What does that mean?" She groaned.

I leant forward, my faces only inches from her. Damn, she smelt good. She smells of strawberry and something else I can't put my finger on. And those damn eyes, I could get lost in them easily. I snapped myself out of it.

"Make it three dates, and at the end of the third, you will get what you want," I said.

"Three? Come on that is not fair," She said, "How about two?" She added, batting her lashes at me.

It was tempting. She was very tempting. I will not deny that there is a part of me that wants to reach in and kiss her right now, but I can't. I don't think I have ever been this instantly attracted to someone the way I am to her. It was not easy telling her no.

"Three or the deal is off," I shrugged.

"You are going to be a pain in my ass, Wyatt," She laughed.

"Do we have a deal, gorgeous?" I asked, offering her my hand.

Hazel-Rose took my hand, and a sexy smirk crept up on her lips.

"Yes, but I can tell you right now, baby boy, you would survive three dates," She said confidently, "I will make you want me that bad, we may not even make it through our first date without us getting naked," She added.

She had a seductive look in her eyes as she spoke every word to me. I swallowed hard, licking my lips. Hazel-Rose mirrored me, licking her lips too.

"You are breaking right now," She said.

"I am not," I breathed out.

"Yes, you are," She said, "You can say as you please, but your body language gives you away. You want me, badly," She added.

She was right, I was beginning to break, and she hasn't even done much except speak a few words to me.

Get a grip of yourself, Wyatt!

I gave myself a shake, and pulled back, putting a distance between us. I had to or I would ultimately be at her mercy, and way too quickly.

"I have not once denied that I want you," I said, "I am just not giving into you like I am sure every other man does," I added.

"Why not? I would give you the best ride of your life," She giggled.

I love how open she is when talking about sex. I know many women don't like talking about these things in public, because they don't want to be judged. But, Hazel-Rose doesn't seem to have any issues with it, and I wish all women felt comfortable enough to do as Hazel-Rose seems too.

"I don't doubt that for a second," I said, "But as I told you, I prefer getting to know someone first before jumping into bed with them. Call me old-fashioned, a hopeless romantic, whichever you please, but that is how I am, and I am not ashamed of it," I added.

"And you shouldn't be ashamed. No one should be ashamed of themselves," She said.

I nodded in agreement. No one should be ashamed of who they are.

"I know I already agreed to three dates, but only if you can promise me one thing?" She asked.

"Which is?" I asked.

"A kiss at the end of the first date," She said.

I acted like I was thinking about it. I wasn't, though, because I knew the answer. I just didn't want to give her my answer straight away. I made her wait for a minute.

"I am sure I can do that," I said.

"Mmm, OK, be prepared to want more once I kiss you," She said.

She was adamant, wasn't she? She doesn't seem like the type to give in. I know the moment she kisses me that I will probably lose my mind, but I have enough power to fight against it. I am not letting her win this one. I want to get to know her before I get to know her body. I would make it worth it for her. I don't screw around, but I have not had any issues with the women I have been with, they all seemed to enjoy what I do to them.

"You aren't going to win this one, beautiful," I said, "But I promise, it will be worth it," I added.

"It better be after you making me wait," She laughed.

"It will, so when do I get our first date?" I asked.

"Tomorrow night?" She suggested.

"That works for me. I will text you the details," I smiled.

I changed the subject because I should probably find out a few more details about her.

"Quick question before we got any further, what age are you?" I ask.

"Twenty-three, you?" She smiled.

"Twenty-nine, turn thirty in a couple of weeks," I said.

"Mmm, an older man, just how I like it," She said, biting her lip.

"I am not that much older than you," I chuckle.

"Maybe not, but still older," She said.

Seven years isn't so bad.

"Yeah, yeah," I said.

Hazel-Rose grinned at me and turned her attention to her coffee. I had a feeling this woman was going to be trouble for me. A whole lot of trouble!

I don't know if I should be excited or scared.