“Half of these guys’ careers will be finished tonight. They’re mostly amateurs,” Nicole explains.
“Total losers,” Jill nods in agreement.
“Wait until next month,” Sarah tells me. “Those are the guys you wanna do.”
“So no screwing until next month,” I smirk and start to pull my own products out of my bag. “Got it.” Leaning forward, I swipe some mascara over my lashes. I actually have no plans of screwing anyone but I’ll play along. I want to make friends not frenemies with these girls.
“Do you have a boyfriend?” Jill asks and I can feel each of them looking at me.
“No,” I smile and lean back. “I just moved back from California. I’m actually going through a bit of a dry spell.”
There’s a long pause and I fear I may have said something wrong. I look over to the girls and they’re all looking among themselves, smirking. There must be some inside joke they’re sharing.
“Oh my god, this is too great,” Jill says finally. “We were hoping you were single.”
“What? Why?” Seriously?
“Because it will be fun watching the guys chase after you.”
“You can’t be serious,” I frown.
“Yeah,” Lauren tells me. “They’re going to be all over you.”
“Maybe I don’t like MMA guys,” I say defensively and look back to the mirror, pretending to check myself out. Brett’s face flashes in my mind but I push it away. Though I can’t help wondering how he would react if the other guys were hitting on me… Who am I kidding? He probably wouldn’t even care.
Nicole laughs. “Are you into girls?”
I shake my head. “No.”
Nicole smirks. “That’s too bad, actually. You’re really cute.”
Oh my god.
Jill laughs as I pick my jaw off of the floor. “She’s just messing with you.”
Nicole nods and laughs. “Yeah, sorry. I was just messing with you.”
“Okay…”
“We can get pretty silly back here, sometimes,” Lauren explains. “You’ll get used to it.”
I nod my head and hope she’s right.
“So, Mandy,” Sarah smiles and leans close to me. “What kind of guy do you like?”
“What do you mean?” I ask, feeling myself shrink back as they all look at me. Is it getting hot in here?
“Oh, you know?” Sarah explains. “Do you like them tall? Blonde?”
“Do you like big guns or tight butts?” Jill adds.
I giggle nervously. “Maybe I like them all?”
“Don’t we all,” Lauren squeals.
“Oh, you’re not going to make this easy,” Nicole smiles. “It’s okay, though. I like the challenge.”
Sarah sighs, “I don’t like the challenge. I wish Chase didn’t retire, he made guessing so easy.”