Love Me Not Read Online Free

What in the hell was she talking to Penny about for so long? It obviously wasn’t about an appointment. Penny would’ve come to get the book. Damn .
    I stood straight and smiled at the woman in front of me. “We hope to see you again soon.”
    “I’m sure you will.” She took the bag filled with her purchases and walked away.
    Now to think of a way to talk to the girl without letting Penny see how attracted I was.
    Shit, Heath, what are you doing? How many times had I told Penny I wasn’t interested in dating? Penny used to ask me all the time. It drove me nuts. She used to worry I’d eventually want something different, that I might eventually want to get married again. A year ago, the idea was preposterous. Several years ago, it literally made me ill. Now it was less of a choice and more that this was just the way things were. I slept with women—I didn’t date them. I had no right to get any more involved than that. I was good at fucking, and I was incapable of getting anyone pregnant. This life was ideal for me.
    At least that’s what I told myself.
    I walked away from the counter, away from the beautiful girl. I had no right to talk to her when I had nothing to offer. And why would she want to talk to me? I had no house, not even an apartment—not even a damn car. And what would I tell her I did for a living? My cover was that I worked in the back of the shop—yeah, that would be impressive.
    I tried to push these stupid thoughts away. I don’t give a shit what people think, no one. I didn’t get into relationships. The only thing I should be hoping for with this girl was for her to pay me to screw her.
    There was a woman at the front of the store browsing massage oils. I went over to make more sales, either for the shop or for me, whichever.
    To that woman, I sold $50 in bath oils and a few skin care products. And to the next woman, I sold $300 worth of time with me.
    Then I went back out to sell some more.
    “That’s a good seller,” I told the next woman. I wasn’t really sure, but it sounded like a good thing to say.
    Her smile was a little bashful. She was probably the kind of woman who didn’t usually accept help from salespeople, but I could tell she was enjoying my attention.
    “Oh, um,” she mumbled as she put the lotion back on the shelf. “I don’t know.”
    Didn’t know what? I didn’t understand why women got so nervous. But I did understand how to help.
    I leaned closer, brushing my chest across her arm, and picked up the lotion. “I’ll bet this would smell nice on you.” I lifted the cap and breathed in the scent. “Definitely.” I took her hands and placed the bottle in them. I spoke as if it was a secret, while touching her hands. “You know, men like soft skin on a woman.”
    She was staring at me. I wasn’t sure if she was breathing.
    With a smile, I turned to walk away.
    As I passed one of the displays, I almost ran into someone—the girl with auburn hair.

Chapter 5
    The Blonde And The Brunette
    “Very smooth,” the auburn-haired girl said with a grin.
    “Sorry.” What in the hell was wrong with me? I was trying so hard to ignore her that I almost ran into her.
    “Not for almost mowing me down,” she said. “I saw you talking to that lady.”
    I tried to yank my charming smile into place. It wouldn’t quite form. What the fuck, Heath, you’re nervous?
    “You must be salesman of the year,” she said. Her hair looked amazing in the sunlight—the color had depth like rubies.
    “I do all right,” I said.
    “I’ll bet.” Her smile was a touch lopsided, like it was unbalanced, heavy on wit, light on snide. “I shouldn’t keep you. There’re lots of women yet to be flirted with.” She took a step away.
    I touched her hand, and she looked back.
    “Nice to meet you,” I said. “I’m Heath.”
    “Kimber.” She didn’t pull her hand away.
    “That’s pretty.”
    “Of course it is.” She spoke quieter. “Don’t waste your skills on me.”
    I made