Bad Boys Do (Donovan Brothers Brewery 2)

Gwen collapsed into her chair, her shoulders shaking with laughter. “See? You’re giving off a serious vibe, sister. Who asked you out?”

“Paul Summers.”

“I don’t know him.”

“Probably because he’s in International Business Law, two buildings over. But you should try to run into him. He’s cute.”

“Cute?” Gwen grabbed a pen and wrote down Paul Summers. “I’m sure I can think up a reason to run something over to his office. Although…” Gwen eyed her up and down. “We’re not exactly the same type.”

No, they definitely weren’t. Gwen had blond curls and a gorgeous chest that she showed off with subtle skill. “Somehow I don’t think he’ll mind.”

Gwen held up her hands. “Whatever! That is not why I called you here today. Sit down and tell me everything.”

Olivia took the chair, then placed her hands firmly in her lap. “I don’t know what to say, honestly. I don’t want to violate Jamie’s privacy, but I feel like I’m going to burst.”

“Are you in love?” There was no missing the worry that flashed over Gwen’s face.

“No, of course not. I’m not stupid. We’re not even really dating.”

Gwen raised a doubtful eyebrow.

“I’m serious. I told him I needed to learn how to relax and have fun, and…he just volunteered to help. Last night he made me stay out really late. On Sunday we’re going to an amusement park. That kind of thing.” She left off the hot tub skinny-dipping.

“Okay, that does sound fun, but there’s more to it than that.”

“I’ll admit there are other things going on. Other fun things.”

“Olivia, I can’t believe you’re doing this.”

“I know. It’s—”

“I am so proud of you! I wish I could do something like that. I’d like a little fun in my life, too.”

That stopped Olivia in her tracks. “What are you talking about, Gwen? You’re always having fun.”

“Oh, I like to go out and have a good time, but I’d never be brave enough to do what you’re doing. With Jamie Donovan? Are you kidding?”

Olivia didn’t know what to say. She’d been so surprised by Gwen’s friendship—that a woman like Gwen would reach out to her.

Gwen shook her head. “I mean, can you believe you’re doing this?”

“No! Even when I’m with him, it’s like it’s happening to someone else. He’s just so…”

Gwen leaned forward. “Amazing?”

“Ha. Okay, yes. He’s amazing. In bed and out.” She ignored the groan of jealousy and shrugged. “He’s just so simple and straightforward. I’ve never known anyone like that.”

“Oh, sure, but back to the amazing part…”

“Gwen—”

“Come on,” Gwen pleaded. “Just share something. A little crumb for a starving woman? Pleeease?”

Olivia took a deep breath. “Okay. One thing.”

Gwen smiled and propped her chin on her hands.

“Last night we went to dinner, and we had a little too much wine. We walked home, but…we got distracted and we were almost caught messing around at a bus stop.”