Free Unsuitable Obsession - Part One by Trisha Fuentes Page B

your
expectations.”
    “My expectations? And what do those appear to
be?”
    What would those be? Good Lord! What the
hell was she doing? “...Well, now don’t get mad when I say
this—and don’t go telling Victor I told you so—I really don’t want
to hear his words later.”
    “It’ll be our little secret.”
    Amber’s mouth went very dry. “You do realize that
you’re unattainable.”
    “Now, why would I be so unattainable?”
    “Oh gee Eduardo, do I really need to spell this out
for you? You know already, I can tell by that stupid smirk on your
face.”
    Eduardo’s grin diminished instantly. “OK—I’ll be
serious, I truly want to hear your conclusion.”
    Amber drew in a long breath. With his legs spread
apart, Eduardo had one limb casually up on his thigh. She brought
her eyes up from his physique and gulped when she noted his
expression changed from annoyance to sensual, and then she knew but
immediately denied it, the warmth from his eyes alone spiraled
through her core. “Have you ever been in love?”
    Eduardo’s heart sunk, it was a direct hit through
the inner layers of his psyche. “Does it matter?”
    “Yes.”
    She seemed serious. “No...But I’ve been in lust
though,” he taunted her.
    Amber’s grin decreased. Having Eduardo confess that
he’s never been in love affected Amber in such an extrusive way.
All of sudden his affection was all that mattered. And, why, oh
why, did she want him to fall in love with her? Good Lord, what an
awful question bouncing around in her head. She had Victor; she
finally had her baby boy salvation so why did she now want
her brother-in-law? “Not the same Eduardo, you’ve got a lot of
self-examination to muddle though.”
    Eduardo looked at her quizzically, self-examination?
“How so?”
    Amber noted that his usual intoxicated expression
mellowed to a stern blank pout. “I think you need to lower your
standards when looking for a mate,” she spat out, surprised at how
easy it was to insult him. “I think you’re used to drawing in all
the attention and that each date has to be better than the next.
You don’t seem to settle for someone who’s merely adequate, but
seek excellence and I don’t think you’re going to find that perfect
girl.”
    Eduardo, for once, was silenced by her sudden
analysis of his partiality. How did she know? How in the world
could she read him so easily? He gazed away for a second and then
back at her. Amber met his eyes and held his stare. “Maybe I’ve
already met her.”
    Amber choked back. Oh heavens, why did that
admission ache? Having another woman hold all of Eduardo’s
attention suddenly caused Amber to flame with jealousy and envy.
“And you let her get away?”
    Eduardo smiled inwardly. Boy was that the truth.
“No, I’ve concluded that she let me get away…”
    Amber hooted, “You are so bad.” And good, oh, very,
very clever how he reeled in her conflicting emotions, Amber was
suddenly feeling sorry for him. Maybe he was a better fisherman
than she first realized.
    “I know I’m confident,” he claimed, gazing out at
the water beyond. “I have to be in my line of work. I’m up against
the best legal minds in court; I have to be self-assured in my
presentation. So if that makes me conceited then so be it. As for
my lady friends, I don’t look for perfection...that’s overrated.
The female has to be unique though,” Eduardo stopped, looking back
at Amber. The wind blew in her hair causing strands to rise and
float above her shoulders.
    Why was she suddenly hearing “Close To You” by the Carpenters? Why do birds suddenly appear/Every time/You
are near?/Just like me/They long to be/Close to you… Amber
realized she was enthralled by Eduardo’s concession and had been
intently looking at him the whole time trying to figure out which
part of his face she liked the most. She blushed, turned away.
    Eduardo noted his effect on her physically. Amber’s
weight shifted in her chair creating