“Are you going to tell me about your parents to be ready for tomorrow? I’ve noticed you’ve not talked about them.”
And she didn’t fight him for information on his family. Lana accepted him for him. She didn’t force him to talk about his family or his money. Their time together was fun. The few times they’d watched a movie together, he’d enjoyed the time by playing with a few strands of her hair.
He craved her smile and her touch, but he didn’t want to spoil their time together. There were times when he fought his desire for her. She’d sat next to him in a pink fluffy robe without a stitch on underneath. He’d spent most of the night hard, wondering what she’d do if he pulled the robe from her body.
His desire for her didn’t diminish but seemed to grow with every passing day. Kent enjoyed her company, and she didn’t judge him like others did. There was no jealousy or bitter rivalry between them. She didn’t seem fazed by the women in his life even though they were in the past.
“You’re quiet,” she said.
Their friendship was strange. Tonya was his last female friend. He’d been sleeping with her before she decided she loved his older brother.
“I’m just thinking.”
She didn’t ask him about what. He really liked her. Was this how John and his other friends felt about their women?
“Do you own a cell phone?” he asked.
Lana shook her head. “No, I don’t see the need in having one.”
He intended to get her a phone and a bigger television.
“Do you live in the Middle Ages?”
“This coming from the older guy?” she asked, laughing.
“I’m not that old.”
“Of course not.”
Kent loved the banter between them. “Besides with age comes experience, and I’m experienced.”
“Are you coming onto me?”
You’ve got no idea how much I’m coming onto you.
She wouldn’t know if I was coming onto her unless I bluntly spelt it out for her to see.
“That’s for me to know and you to find out.”
Lana thumped him lightly in the arm. “You’re a tease. So, did Cherrie and you date a lot?”
Was she jealous?
“Do you really want to know the truth?” he asked.
“You brought the newspaper to me. You clearly want to talk about it. I’m available to listen. You’re driving, so you may as well get it off your chest if it’s bothering you.”
“It’s not bothering me. We never dated. We f**ked a few times, but that is all. There is nothing else going on. She was easy, available, and I don’t always like working for it.” Kent admitted the truth to her.
“Wow, that is putting it bluntly. No love was lost between the two of you.”
“No. The only thing lost between the two of us was easy cash for her and open thighs for me.”
She winced. “That’s pretty colourful.”
He tapped the steering wheel. “Will you tell me about the last guy you dated?”
Lana let out a sigh.
“Come on. There has got to be a guy in your past.”
“There is. I’m not a nun or a virgin or anything.”
Kent waited for her to speak.
“His name was Frank, and I thought I loved him.”
Chapter Seven
Lana had never intended on talking about her past boyfriend. Kent shared so much with her even though he didn’t need to. The trust he displayed made her wish for the same kind of ease to share all of her troubled thoughts with him. Biting her lip, she stared out of the window. The only way for her to talk with him about Frank was if she wasn’t looking at him.
“What about Frank?” Kent asked.
“He was my last boyfriend. I thought he was amazing. He worked in a bank as some kind of accountant. I met him in the supermarket, and we hit it off. He asked me out on a date. I jumped at the chance to see him. I was a f**king fool. I can’t believe I gave so much of my life to him.” She shook her head remembering how quickly she’d fallen for his charm. Frank had been heavily built with brown hair and the kindest eyes she’d ever seen. He knew what to say to make her feel special. All Frank had been doing was spinning her lies. Frank knew what to say, even though he never meant anything he said.
She wiped the tears from her eyes, shocked by their sudden appearance. Lana thought she’d cried all the tears possible for Frank.
“He really broke your heart,” Kent said.
“Yes, Frank broke my heart. I was the fool for trusting someone so deeply. He was the first guy I really loved. When we were together everything felt amazing. I thought life couldn’t get any better. I went out once, and I saw him with another woman. They were dancing together, and their tongues were down each other’s throats. I believed him when he said they were fooling around. I later found out she was the woman he really wanted. I was just a distraction. The other woman had a lot more money, and she was prettier than I was.” Lana recalled the moment he’d brought up her past and her lack of skills and money. Frank had also criticized her about her inability to help him move up in the fields at work.
“Wow, what a jerk,” Kent said. He’d eased the car into a space toward the side of the road. She turned to him, wiping the tears from her eyes.
“He was a total ass. I’m sorry. I thought my tears were all gone.”
Kent pulled her into his arms. She went to him willingly. His comfort meant so much to her.
“Do you want me to find this ass**le and get him fired from his job?” he asked.
She laughed. “He’s not worth the time.”
“You’re worth the time. I hate the fact he’s hurt you. These tears would be wasted on a guy like him,” Kent removed her hands and wiped the tears away with his own fingers. “No more tears for that jerk. You’ve got me, and you’ll always have me.”
His words made her yearn for so much more.
You’re just friends.
For the first time since they’d become friends Lana regretted her decision. Kent was such a nice man, and she was attracted to him.
Shaking her head, she moved away out of his arms. “It was a long time ago. I appreciate your threat, and if it ever happens again I’ll let you know.”
Kent continued to stare at her. “Are you sure?”
“Yeah, I’m much better.”
He put the car back in gear and eased back onto the road.
“Frank has been out of the scene for some time. There are no other men in my life.”