Crazy Hot Love (Dirty Dicks 2)

“You were?” I ask, thumbing through my closet. I’m looking for something that will make Trevor swallow his tongue.

“Have you eaten? I was thinking I’d run by Dirty Dicks when I get off and grab us some dinner.”

“Well, there’s been a slight change of plans. Mo asked me to meet her for drinks, and I felt bad telling her no because I’ve been brushing her off for the last week.”

“That actually works perfectly,” he says, yawning through the phone. “It’s been a long couple of days, and I’m exhausted. I’ll just head home and catch up on some sleep.”

Well, shit. That’s not what I was hoping for. “Rhett and Coop are going to be up there. I thought maybe you’d want to join us.”

There’s a pause. I pull a blouse and a skirt from the closet and shut the door.

“Are we…you know…telling everyone now? Because I can’t be around you and not touch you.”

Bingo! That’s what I was looking for. “I’m ready to tell everyone if you are. They’re going to find out eventually anyway. We can’t hide it forever.”

“I don’t want to hide it,” he says. “I just wasn’t sure if you were ready, and we haven’t talked about it before now.”

“I’m ready.”

“Okay. I’ll go home after work and get cleaned up, and then I’ll meet you there.”

“I’ll see you there.”

I hang up the phone and do a happy dance around the room. I’m a little too excited about putting my plan in motion and accidentally step on Milo. She yelps, and I pick her up.

“I’m sorry,” I coo, setting her on the bed while I change. “I just got excited.”

Milo turns in three circles on the middle of my bed before plopping down. My hair and makeup are already done, and it only takes a second to slip into a fresh outfit.

I slide my heels on, look at myself in the full-length mirror, and smooth my hands down the front of my skirt. “Perfect.”

Milo barks, clearly agreeing with me.

“You be good tonight,” I say, bending down to give her a kiss. She licks incessantly at the air, every few swipes hitting the side of my face. “If I come home to find something destroyed, you’ll be spending tomorrow in your kennel.”

Ten minutes later, I’m climbing into Mo’s car.

“You look hot,” she says, giving me a onceover. “What’s the special occasion?”

“Nothing.” I shrug. “Just felt like dressing up. You never know when Mr. Perfect might walk into your life, and I need to be prepared, right?”

She flips on her turn signal and sighs. “I’m glad to hear you say that, because I sort of invited someone to meet us at Dirty Dicks tonight.”

“You didn’t.”

“I did.” Mo gives me a nervous glance. “Don’t be mad.”

“I’m not mad; I’m furious. You promised no more blind dates.”

“It’s not a date. It’s just someone I know, and he doesn’t have a ton of friends in the area, so I figured it would be nice to invite him to hang out with us.”

“And by us you mean me?”

“No.” She shakes her head and then scrunches her shoulders. “Okay, maybe, yes.”

“No, Mo.”

“I don’t see what the big deal is. You just said you never know when Mr. Perfect might walk through the door, and Everett is as close to perfect as you’re going to get.”