Misunderstood: In Love with the Nerd (The Miss Series Book 2) Read Free Page B

ear to ear and there was no disguising her happiness.  “Or invite me in?”
    He hesitated, nudging his glasses over the bridge of his nose, then finally gave a short nod and pushed the door wider.  She was oblivious to any indifference he may have had as she flounced into his apartment.  With a little skip to her walk, she headed directly for the living room and dropped blissfully onto his leather couch.
    Sonya ran a hand over the rich material of the sofa, having always admired it, and promised someday when she had the money, she would buy one similar.
    She looked up at Daniel standing near the room’s entrance, his arms crossed over his chest, his face unsmiling.  Somebody was a sourpuss.  Well it wasn’t her and she wouldn’t let him bring her down.
    “Are we going to drink from glasses or swig it right out of the bottle?”
    Without replying he simply gave her a look from under his brow then sauntered into the kitchen.  Feeling too delirious to sit for long, she jumped to her feet and followed him.  As he began opening cupboard doors, she pulled out his utility drawer and searched out a bottle opener.
    “He thinks I’m perfect for the job.”
    Without so much as a comment or glance, he removed a tumbler from a cupboard and handed it to her. 
    Glancing down at the lone glass, she sighed and pouted her bottom lip.  “You’re not going to be a killjoy, are you?  Come on, Daniel.  Loosen up.”
    “I’ve got to work in the morning and so do you.”  His tone of voice was bland and matter-of-fact.
    Lord, she hated when he sounded so authoritative.  “I bet you’re a real swinging guy when you’re out with your friends.”
    He looked slightly peeved.  “I wouldn’t really know.  I don’t associate with the swinging type.”
    “Except for me.”
    He glanced down at the unopened bottle in her hand.  “Did you want me to open that?”
    An unexpected feeling hit her square in the gut.  “You do like me, don’t you, Daniel?”
    He closed his eyes for a split second in exasperation, but it was enough to generate a surge of doubt and anger within Sonya.  Clutching her bottle, she bolted for the exit.  “That’s fine.  I understand.  Why didn’t you just say so?”
    She heard him mutter something before coming after her.  “For pity’s sake, Sonya.  Of course I like you.”
    “You don’t have to try and be nice to me, Daniel.  There are plenty of other people who enjoy my company.  Like, well, like Tristan Manning.”
    “Did he ask you out on a date?”
    “Of course.”  She puffed out her chest, refusing to let the little white lie bother her.  Besides, it wouldn’t be long before he eventually did ask her out.
    His lips came together to form his usual grim expression.  “Then why want my company?  Go and celebrate with your new boyfriend.”
    When he turned and started retreating back into his apartment, Sonya was right on his heel.  “He is a very busy man.  You do realize he owns his own business.”
    “A pick-up bar?”  He threw over his shoulder, sounding incredulous.  “That’s something to be proud of?”
    “Well it’s better than having your nose cemented to the inside of a computer twenty-four hours a day.”
    Even from her angle she could see his teeth clench as he headed down the hallway toward the bedrooms.  She went right after him.
    “He’s going to give me the chance I need to get my career started.”
    “Yeah, from the bedroom rather than the boardroom.”
    “If need be.”
    He stopped so suddenly, she literally ran right into his backside.  Muffling a grunt, she rubbed her nose as he slowly turned around and looked down at her.  The look of anger, disgust, but above all disappointment startled her.  Daniel had known her now for nearly a year.  Her carefree attitude and promiscuous lifestyle had never been a secret.
    She watched as a nerve along his jaw flexed and the furrow between his brows deepened.  His anger was surprising.  It