Bethany POV
We left the exhibition, and according to the instructions given to the driver, we were headed to a Chinese Restaurant. He sat and answered something on his mobile, where I stared out the window, wondering about the man I was going to have a meal with. What did I know about him? Besides living on the same floor as me and being a good hugger when I was in a mess earlier.
He had a beautiful woman with him the other day who seemed very close to him, and here at the exhibition, he had another woman who seemed like he was going out with her, too.
He sounds like a player, in which case, if I needed a person who could be a friend with benefits, he might fit the bill. It was too soon to think beyond my s****l needs at the moment. I do not need the pain of that sort of betrayal again.
