Holding a hard line with Oz was hard, especially when he looked at you with those tempting devil eyes.
He made me feel like a little lamb at times and at others a succubus eager for s*x. In any case, I would have to learn to control myself, otherwise it would always end up as he wanted: in his house, ready to satisfy his every wish.
" What do you want to do tonight? " I asked, getting into his car.
" Dine together and lounge around " he replied, taking my hand and kissing my knuckles.
Sometimes, Oz could be so sweet that I felt like I was dating two completely opposite people.
" Okay " I replied.
" Tomorrow night, we will meet the guys " he said, driving calmly through the evening traffic of New York.
" Where? "
" At Ethan's, Sophie can't move much now "
" OK "
" Let's go out aft
