Worth Billions (Worth It 1)

Unlocking my rental car, I looked up across the street and saw a familiar face walking out of the bar. It shouldn’t have shocked me that Andy was coming out of a damn bar at four in the afternoon, but I didn’t want him to see me. I didn’t want him to get the notion that I wanted to stand around and talk to his sorry ass.

“Grayson!”

Shit.

“Buddy!”

Nope.

“Hang on a second. I need to talk to you,” he said.

“Hey there, Andy. What’s up?”

But the second he approached me, he shoved me against my car.

I furrowed my brow as the door was slammed shut with my back. Andy had a scowl on his face and I braced myself for a fight. He held his fist back in the air as our eyes connected, and I balled mine up as people began to stare.

Funny, I didn’t even smell too much alcohol on his breath.

What the fuck was he doing?

“What do you want?” I asked.

“You know what I want,” Andy said.

Then a smile crossed his face and he patted me on the chest.

“I’m just messin’ with ya,” he said, as he lowered his fist.

He started laughing, like he’d made some sort of funny joke. I smoothed my hands over my shirt and began looking around at the people staring at us. I needed to get away from this man. This shell of a boy I used to know. He stopped laughing and leaned his elbow against my car, like he was about to chat up an old friend.

“What the hell was that for?” I asked.

“Oh, come on. Don’t act like you don’t know you’re dabbling in my sloppy seconds.”

“What?” I asked.

“Michy? My ex? Rumor has it the two of you have been snuggling up in town lately.”

Wait. ‘Michy’ was Michelle?”

“It don’t bother me a bit,” he said. “I know you’re probably banging her. It’s hard not to, with those sweet thighs of hers. And those eyes? Man, they can really take someone to their knees. But she’s sweeter on hers, if you want a few tips.”

I raked my eyes up and down his shirtless body as my mind began to drop things into place.

“And if you’re wondering, I don’t give a shit about her any longer. There’s a reason why I kicked her out. She’s a minx in the sack, but she’s crazy as fuck. And she’ll withhold sex in a heartbeat if you screw up, so have a little on the side to call up when she’s in one of her moods.”

Red dripped over my vision as he pushed off my car. Andy was her ex?

He slid his arm around my neck and brought his face close to mine. I wanted to shove his nose up into his brain. He had kicked Michelle out? That was why she stumbled into Anton’s house at two in the fucking morning?

Why the hell had she not told me any of this?

“Anyway, we got better things to do,” Andy said. “You settled Anton’s estate yet?”

“Just got finished with it,” I said.

“Good. I’ve already got myself locked and loaded,” he said, as he patted my chest. “Where we headed to first?”