“No I don’t but I think Wyatt has found the best kitty yet. I'll let you know when I find out how sweet she really is.” He says and I shake my head as my cheeks go red. I don’t have a comeback for that and I have the feeling not a lot of people can spar words with Atti. Hell, the man looks like a giant so I doubt a lot of people would beat him in a fight either. I’m trying to ignore the underlined attraction I’m feeling towards him, it feels wrong when I’m sort of dating Wyatt. Wyatt doesn’t seem remotely concerned about me and Atti flirting, I want to ask him why. He seems like the jealous type, so this isn’t making any sense.

"So tell me about you?" He asks, leaning on his hands on the table.

"Not much to tell, I am studying to be a vet and I live with Alex. I'm going back home soon for a couple of weeks at my moms." I say smiling.

"No dad around?" Atti asks.

"Nope but my mum is better than two parents put together," I tell him.

"My mum is the same, she never needed anyone." He chuckles.

"We have that in common," I laugh.

"Maybe I can get you to come to mine to see my cats?" He winks.

"No, Atti. I’m sure she doesn’t want to meet your cats. I can tell you now that’s not how you’re getting her back to yours." Wyatt glares at him.

"Not yet," Atti smirks at Wyatt, who looks ready to start throwing things at him.

We chat for a while, Atti tells me what Wyatt was like as a child and Wyatt tries not to inflict bodily harm on Atti. If looks are anything to go by.

Atti walks out with us and I see a bright yellow convertible parked next to us.

"I'm guessing that's yours?" I ask, laughing because it doesn't surprise me.

"Yep, you’re more than welcome for a ride." He jokes.

Just as we get to the cars, he leans close to my ear.

"I didn't just mean a ride in my car." He whispers in a very seductive tone, a tone I’m sure has brought many women to their knees.

I cough when I get his meaning and I'm sure I'm turning redder than is attractive.

"Don't I get a hug goodbye?" Atti asks as Wyatt unlocks his car. Wyatt gets in after opening my door and pulling up a middle finger at Atti. Who cants stop laughing.

"I'm sorry; I think I've put him in a bad mood for your drive home," Atti says as he moves closer.

"It's fine," I say trying not to look up into his eyes.

"So about that hug goodbye? I'm a hugger, so I'm not leaving without one." He grins.