Thank your for your reviews, favs and follows. Here's chapter 2. My other fic is currently on a little hiatus and I'm going to update this one more often. I hope you don't mind.

Disclaimed as always

She was pacing back and forth in her 3 room apartment, thinking of a way to weird him out. Truth to be told, he wasn't a guy she'd usually date, he seemed to be extremely self-composed, confident, a little scary and definitely presumptuous. She should have chosen another one to creep out but he was there in the right moment. Okay, it was rather the right moment for her than for him.

She poured herself a glass wine and slumped down on her couch. Which things would be a absolute no-go on the first date? Talking about your ex. Well, this was a no-go in general. Or eye contact with other men while he was talking to her? Damaging a mans ego sounded like a good start, particularly when your dates ego was as huge as his seemed to be.

She had another hour to dry her hair and get dressed. He'd suggested to pick her up at her place but she wouldn't tell a total stranger where she lived. He hadn't even told her his surname, yet. She finished her wine and went to her dresser, choosing a pair of black skinny jeans and a white blouse. She had asked Aram to borrow her one of his sweaters and baseball caps but he was still not supporting her idea. 'A friend in need is a friend indeed.' apparently didn't apply here.

After drying and doing her hair, she went off to meet Raymond who was waiting for her at the stadium. It was easier to find him in the crowd than she thought. Who on gods green earth went to a basketball match in a suit? She'd address this later. Walking up the stairs to the entrance, taking two steps all at once she put on a wide grin as he finally spotted her.

Before she could even had the chance to say something he pulled her into a gentle hug and kissed her on both cheeks. He certainly had manners and behaved like a gentleman.

"Good evening, Liz."

A spontaneous thought entered her mind as she pulled back and smiled.

"Hey Brad!"

"Raymond.", he clarified, furrowing his brows slightly confused.

"What?"

"It's Raymond, not Brad.", he repeated, tilting his head in doing so.

"Oh...Oh my god! Sorry I've mistaken you with..."

"It's okay. Let's forget about it!", he said, putting her off with a wave of his hand and walked inside with one hand on the small of her back. One could argue whether this was presumptuous or nice.

They made their way inside, stopping on their way to buy some fries and drinks before they walked to their seats.

"So, what do you do for a living, Liz?", he asked while balancing their food and drinks in one hand.

"I write for a magazine. What about you?"

"I'm ... an investor.", he said. "What do you write about?"

An investor. Well, that wasn't specific but it explained why he preferred those suits. They sat down with a perfect view at the court.

"Basically about relationship related stuff, how to make it work and so on and so forth."

"Interesting. Then we have nothing to worry about, right?"

Was he for real? She nodded and worried her bottom lip until he'd ask her what's wrong.

She didn't even have to wait a minute.

"Are you okay?", he asked, regarding her with a curious look.

"Yeah, well... It's just your suit!"

"What's wrong with it? I hope I didn't spill mayonnaise over my pants.", he says while searching for any stains.

"It's not really...appropriate for a sports game."

He let his head drop, warily looking down to his clothes and stuck out his lower lip. "This is what I wear. It would be worse to show up naked.", he shrugged and then did something she hadn't anticipated. He untied his tie, undid the buttons on his vest as well as the first four buttons on his dress shirt, taking the redundant attire off and rolling the sleeves of his white shirt up to his elbows. Without this snobby clothing he was actually quite handsome. He was handsome anyway but this suits him just as good.

Turning towards her he raised his eyebrows in expectation. "Better?"

"Ye- Yeah, much better. Thank you!", she replied, managing a smile but she was sure she failed.

"You're welcome. Is there anything else I can do?"

"I'm fine, thank you!"

Wow, he was really serene. What else could he do for her? She'd try to think about something.

The game was about to start and she was really excited. Basketball had been her favorite sports in school. While other girls would have taken dancing lessons, she had been at the gym and threw a few balls. She enjoyed herself but that wasn't her plan tonight, she wanted to drive him nuts but he was so calm and charming that she already ran out of ideas.

She couldn't start a scene because his eyes were fixed on the game all the time, she tried to annoy him with asking to buy her drinks although the quarter wasn't over and he did it without arguing. He was so polite, it wasn't even funny anymore and she had to pee. Jackpot, not! The only thing that seemed to have bothered him a little was when she called him 'Brad'.

They were into the fourth quarter when the guy next to her started talking to her. From the corner of her eye she saw Raymond watching her and the other man. He wasn't pleased. She would use his possessiveness to her advantage. That was, at least, normal human behavior but she wasn't someone he possessed.

"Am I doing anything wrong?", he said into her ear.

"No, why?"

"I don't know, you came here with me and yet you're talking to another man.", he replied sarcastically, tilting his head to one side.

"I was just talking to him. Relax!"

"I do everything you ask me to and you ignore me. It is rude!"

"You offered to buy me another drink, so don't make me feel bad about it!", she fired back.

"I took off my clothes for you, I went up there three times to satisfy your needs and I haven't got a 'Thank you' for that."

"I thanked you!", she snapped , crossing her arms defenselessly in front of her.

"No, you didn't. You ripped your decaffeinated, with stevia instead of sugar Coke out of my hand and turned away from me."

"You didn't listen then!"

"I -, I - Yeah, fine. I may have missed that. I'm sorry!", he said incredulously, closing his eyes and taking a calming breath.

That was fun. He was seriously annoyed now, his nostrils were flaring, his jaw clenching and unclenching while he tried to calm down. To be honest she found him sexier in this state than before. This probably revealed more about her than him. Whatever the reveal might have been.

Once the game was over they gathered their things and he put this ridiculous hat back onto his head. Honestly, he looked like a character from 'The Godfather'. They didn't talk much while they walked back to her car and she thought she already got what she wanted and she would never see him again. She threw her empty cup into the nearest trashcan and turned around when she reached her car. He ran one hand over the back of his neck and cleared his throat, his eyes intently laid on hers. "I was rude and unreasonable. I didn't want to upset you."

"I accept your apology!", she nodded to emphasize her words.

He chuckled and shook his head, clearly amused. "Good, because I'd like to invite you for dinner at my place tomorrow. I cook and we could get to know each other better."

With her mouth slightly ajar, she stared back at him and couldn't believe what he was saying there. She pursed her lips and considered for a moment to decline but there was something that she drew her to him. "Okay, but you've to answer me a question first."

"Go ahead!"

"Your name is Raymond...?", she asked with a waving movement of her hand, raising her eyebrows in expectation.

"You're divorced, aren't you?", he countered, burying his hands in his pockets. "Brad?"

What? He was slowly creeping her out. At least the name was wrong, otherwise she would run and never look back.

"Yes and no. His name is Tom.", she confessed and swallowed.

"How long are you divorced?"

"It's been six months now."

She's throwing him a forced grin and leaned against the car.

"Judging by your reaction he either left you or did something that made you leave him."

She took a deep breath, looking up to the sky and shrugged. "We had just bought a house and he cheated on me with my best friend. I walked in on them doing it on the kitchen counter."

"Are you over it?", he asked, chewing his cheek while taking two large steps over to her and coming to a stand next to her. "The reason I'm asking is because it would be meaningless to try this when you're not open for it."

"I'm trying to find that out."

"Well, and I act as your guinea pig?"

Yes, he did. Just not in the way he was thinking about.

"That's fitting.", she smiled.

"I'll give my best then.", he smiled back, "I'll give you a call tomorrow."

"Okay."

He leaned down then, and kissed both her cheeks again. "Goodnight Lizzie!", he whispered before walking back to his car.

"It's Liz!", she yelled after him but received only a smirking glance over his shoulder in return.

She liked him more when he was annoyed. He wanted to get to know her better, she wanted him gone and... he still hadn't told her his surname. He distracted her by asking about her divorce. How much she hated him at the moment and herself for being so naive. She would properly pay him back for that tomorrow.

Tbc...Let me know what you think! :)