Fatal Jealousy (Black Widow Book 1) Read Free

going to make it that easy for him; he’d have to work hard for it. “How about we crawl before we start running?”
    He shifted his hand back to her knee, intrigued and amused by the game she’d presented. Chasing only made things even more interesting for him, “Okay. We’ll call this date number one then.”
    Ellie laughed at the tip-off, “Dale Carson, I’m not your ordinary kind of girl. I live by my own rules.”
    “I have a feeling this is going to be very interesting,” with a smile, tucking his fingers in the crook of her knee as he drew circles lightly with his thumb on her knee.
    “You said that already.” Ellie stared at him, fascinated and amused at the man’s arrogance. As much as she didn’t practice it, she wouldn’t mind a one-night stand with him. He seemed like the type to blow his horn and live up to it, but this was now a game to him, a game she had every intention of winning.
    Two plates of fries and sandwiches were placed in front of them, “Enjoy.” The bartender said, with a courtesy smile.
    Ellie shook her head, “Sorry, but we didn’t order anything.”
    Then he settled his gaze on Carson, as he slid the ketchup, salt and pepper on the counter to them.
    “I did.” Carson offered, picking a fry and tossing it in his mouth.
    “I didn’t know they served simple food here.”
    Carson looked over to the dining area. He’d forgotten to do a complete sweep after the distraction her legs had presented. She was right. The low-jazz music playing in the background went well with the dim lights. The waiters in penguin suits quietly moving around the tables like a well organised troop. And, of course, the fine dinners in designer labels.
    “How did you get in here dressed like that?” Ellie laughed.
    He smiled when her brows furrowed, “I paid extra.”
    “I didn’t pay...” she stopped. Her eyebrows lifted and her lips spread in a smile, “You seduced the hostess, didn’t you?”
    Silently, he picked up the ketchup and doused her fries.
    “Were you...”
    He slid fries into her mouth to silence her, “Now I see why you need your sister to set you up on blind dates. Are you going to bring up your ex-boyfriends next?”
    Ellie narrowed her eyes at him. She soaked a fry in ketchup then, after wiping it on his lips and cheeks slid it into his open mouth.
    She laughed, leaning back and almost falling off the stool. Carson held her waist to steady her, “You are lucky you are so cute.”
    She picked up a napkin and wiped the mess off, “No, you are lucky you are so damn cute.”
    He rested his hand back on her knee, “Another beer?”
    Ellie nodded, glancing at his hand. “Thank you for the fries.”
    He squeezed her knee, making her giggle. His smile deepened at the sweet melody of her voice, “You can thank me on our third date.” He didn’t mean it as a joke, but it set her off and he had to hold on to her waist again.
    She bit her lips together to muffle the laughs when she noted the eyes set on them. He didn’t seem to notice- his eyes didn’t move away from her. “Eat,” she ordered, feeding him another fry.
     
     

Chapter Three
    Ellie fixed herself up in front of the mirror, her heart pounding hard in her chest. She was dressed like herself this time, but she wondered if he’d like her laid back style. He hadn’t told her where they were going, so dressing, especially without her best friend Kris to help, was sort of a nightmare. She’d spent an hour curling back her hair and doing her makeup- very light and natural. That was the only part she was sure about, but the clothes were a whole other disaster. She’d spent two hours trying on everything she had. She’d moved from a hot cocktail dress to jeans and a leather jacket.
    “He wants to meet the real me, so this is it,” she spoke to herself.
    Ellsa walked into the room, “It definitely isn’t,” she as always, was dressed like she was about to walk down the red carpet. Her makeup was just right,