I had to bite my tongue not to laugh. I felt for the guy. I really did. But c’mon. Was hearing about periods that bad? I mean, it was his freaking job. And he was paid pretty well to do it, from what I knew.
“So, hey,” he said. “I know you didn’t want to go on a quote unquote date.” He did the air quotes thing with his fingers. “But let’s schedule that lunch, okay? As friends, of course.”
“Yeah. Let’s do that.”
As soon as he left the reception area, I called Shelle.
“Yo,” I said.
“Whassup, bitch?” she answered.
“So you know the cute guy we saw jogging last week?” I asked.
“The one who works in your office? HELL yes, I remember him. Do you think I’m an idiot?”
I was glad she couldn’t see me roll my eyes.
“Yes. That one. Well, we’re going to lunch.”
“Get. Out. I thought you didn’t want to go.”
“Well, we’re just going as friends.”
Big sigh. “Well, if you didn’t go, I couldn’t be your friend anymore.”
Sometimes, I wished she would just shut up and listen. “I just don’t think it’s a good idea to date anyone from work—”
“You’re popular lately.”
“I don’t know about that. But I am getting asked out. Which will be some nice rebound fun. Thing is, I feel kind of weird going out with these different guys. I mean, it’s the only way to get to know them.” I lowered my voice. Several company execs went flying out the door, presumably to an important meeting. They took no notice of me, but I still couldn’t take a chance on them hearing about my pathetic life.
I continued, “I’m not sure what to do. I mean, go out with three guys? It feels…weird.”
I heard dogs barking in the background. “For god’s sake. Get over yourself. Just fucking go out with them and stop whining.”
“Really? I mean, I don’t know.”
“Look.” She sighed impatiently. “Go out with them all. It’s the only way to find out which one you like. See which one is best in the sack. See which one eats the best pussy.”
“What? Oh my god, shut up. No way. I can’t sleep with them all—”
“Jayma, you were with Lance a long time. Too long, if you ask me. You need to sow some wild oats.”
She sure loved saying that.
“And if you have any leftovers, you can send them my way.”
What was the harm? It’s not like I was going to marry any of them, and besides, I’d be homeless in a month anyway. Might as well have fun before I was a complete and total loser.
Chapter 10
CARTER
I had to admit, I’d been looking forward to seeing Jayma all day. It had been a long time since I’d looked forward to much of anything, much less a date with a hot freaking redhead. Just thinking about it left my cock twitching.
I felt bad about the situation with her house, and of course, I’d do what I could if she let me. She was proud, not to mention stubborn. But I was certainly happy that douchebag boyfriend was out of the picture. Good riddance to that pretentious ass. I’d never had a good feeling about him, but had absolutely zero respect for him since he’d left Jayma. What a dumbass.
> I looked out my window, over at her house, which was the kind of place kids would run by on Halloween, not daring to set foot on the property much less ring the bell and wait for candy. Paint was peeling from the exterior of the house, and the only window I could see that wasn’t covered by an old sheet had a long crack through it. Wonder how long that’d been there? She was in a mess of a situation, to be sure, but she was clearly smart and scrappy. She’d find her way out—with or without me—but I hoped with me.