I bit my lip. “Why?”
Dan laughed. “I know the type. Older, gorgeous, experienced. Right?”
I nodded.
“Someone like that wouldn’t be good for you,” Dan said. “I don’t mean offense with that remark, Molly. But you should be realistic.”
I took a long sip of my chocolatey drink and frowned. “Maybe,” I said softly. “I have no idea.”
Chapter Five
Alex
“Man, I’m so fuckin’ bored,” Rob whined. “Why is this town so shitty?”
I rolled my eyes. “Because we’re not that far from New York, dipshit. Why do something here when we could just go there?”
“I’m not in the mood for traffic,” Rob said. “Or those gold-diggers who think fireman actually make decent cash.”
“Speak for yourself,” I said archly. “I do all right.”
Rob shook his head and laughed. “You don’t have a girlfriend,” he said. “Theresa sucks all of my extra cash like a fucking vacuum.”
I raised an eyebrow. “As long as she blows like one, too,” I said.
Rob punched me in the arm. “That’s my girl,” he said.
“Yeah, and you talk shit about her all the time.” I groaned. “I’m sick of it.”
“Dude, you’re my best friend,” Rob said. “I talk to you about everything.”
“Why not stop trying to sound like such a fag,” I said. I picked up a pack of cigarettes and pulled one out, propping it against my lip. “You know what?”
“What?”
“We should go bother my little sister,” I said with a wicked grin. “She hates my guts. Maybe she’ll flirt with you, soothe your wounds a little bit.”
“Rebecca?”
“Yeah. She lives with that weird friend of hers, Molly.”
“Oh my god, knitting club,” Rob said with a lisp. He made an obnoxiously happy face, then groaned. “I’d rather cut my dick off then hang out with those virgins.”
“Virgins are good at learning,” I said, raising an eyebrow. Molly’s name had conjured her image in my mind – a short girl, her curves spilling out of a skimpy sundress as her dark brown hair blew in the wind. I want to fuck her , I thought, looking down at my lap and imagining Molly’s fat ass slapping against my muscular thighs. I want to give that girl a night like she’s never had in her life .
“Yeah, well, Theresa would be pissed if she found out,” Rob said. He smirked. “She never got over me fucking Kelly again.”
“Kelly’s a fat pig,” I said.
“So’s that girl, what’s her name? Holly?”
“Molly,” I said, hating how quickly her name came to my mind. “And it’s different. There’s something so desperate about her. Like she’d let you fuck her in the ass without lube just for attention.”
“Whatever, man,” Rob said, shaking his head. “I don’t wanna know your kinky shit.”
I rolled my eyes. "Come on, get up," I said, gesturing towards the door. "I gotta get some beer, anyway. I'm out."
Rob grunted and groaned but hauled his ass up and followed me outside. We got into my Mustang and I shoved the car into gear before pointing it toward the other side of town.