Staring at him, I replied, “I would never fuck them. Christ, Josh.”
“Have a little fun with them. All they want is a little bit of attention, and if getting it from a young dude gets them hot and bothered, what’s the harm? They might actually jump their old man when he gets home from work. Could be good for their marriage.”
Jeff shot Josh a dirty look. “So let me get this straight. You’re married to a hot chick. She flirts with a younger guy and gets off on it and then fucks you when you get home, but you know she’s actually thinking about the young guy who she really wants to be screwing. You’re okay with that?”
With his brows pinched together, Josh pointed to Jeff. “First off, I’m not getting married. Second, if I was married, fuck no, I wouldn’t be okay with that. Besides, I know how to please a woman. My wife wouldn’t be flirting with Gunner. She’d only have eyes for me.”
Jeff and I both laughed.
“I don’t know what’s funnier, picturing you married and with one woman or your future wife flirting with Gunner,” Jeff said.
Josh gave Jeff the finger. “Neither will ever happen, so this conversation has turned stupid.”
Josh’s phone buzzed. Pulling it out of his pocket, he smiled.
“You got a date you’re gonna blow us off for?” Jeff asked.
“Nah, it’s my little brother. He’s asking if we can go for pizza this weekend. Y’all feel like going to Dave and Buster’s with me this weekend? I think Dominic would love it there.”
“I don’t have any plans,” I said, looking over to Jeff. “You got plans?”
“Sunday afternoon. I need to help them at the animal shelter repair a couple of pens.”
Patty walked up and asked if we needed anything. We all smiled and replied with a no.
Josh smiled at me and Jeff. “Perfect. I’m sure Dom’s mom will be okay with Saturday, say around six.”
“Six works for me,” I said as I took a bite of food.
Jeff lifted his beer. “Then here is to spending a Saturday night with a ten-year-old kid.”
We all paused, laughed, then clinked our drinks together.
Chapter Two – Gunner
“Hey there, Gunner.”
I paused on the treadmill and forced a grin at Crysti. “Hey, Crysti, how’s it going?”
She licked her lips slowly while letting her eyes roam across my body.
“It’s going. I didn’t know you worked out here.”
I glanced around the workout center. “Well, I do go to school here, so . . .”
Her fake laugh almost caused me to roll my eyes.
“It’s Saturday, though. I didn’t think I’d see you on campus.”
I winked. “You caught me sneaking in a workout.”
She fake laughed again, and I internally groaned.
“Jemma’s been hinting around to a possible double date with you and Jeff.”
That caught my attention. What in the hell is Jeff up to? He’d been trying for a year to get into Jemma’s pants, and if he thought this would do it, he’d drag me into hell with him.
Lifting my brows, I asked, “Is that right? News to me.”