“Charlie, I’m fine,” the unfamiliar voice says.

“Kate, you’re not fine. He’s a douchebag. I can’t believe he ended things between you via a text message. He needs to grow some balls!”

“He had balls, Charlie. Nice, big, round ones,” Kate says, chuckling.

I scowl at the image of another man’s balls. Gross. Do woman really like big juicy balls? This is unheard of. I’ve never had a woman say, ‘Oh, let me touch your big balls.’

Normally, I would have raised this topic with Benny and Tom. The reminder that they’re not a part of my life anymore dampens my mood.

“Gross, Kate… now that image is going to be stuck in my head. Balls? Really?” Charlie complains. “Argh, let’s stop saying ‘balls.’ Jokes aside, I hate that he did this to you.”

There’s a pause, followed by silence in the room. “I hate it, too, Charlie. But I’m not going to pine for him anymore. He’s made himself perfectly clear and so it’s time for me to move on. I can move on,” she says unconvincingly.

I promised myself no more. Stop looking for women itching for a rebound. It’s a sick disease that I can’t seem to shake.

I can resist.

Be strong.

Last night for example, now that was just fun. Both women were looking for a good time. And just because Erika kept mentioning her ex, that doesn’t mean anything, right?

Rebound. Rebound. Rebound. The voices scream as they slap my face repeatedly.

But this—I mean, the British accent is all types of sexy. It would be a waste to pass up this opportunity. All I need to do is see if her voice matches my imagination.

I enter the room, clearing my throat. The kids are gone, and so is Lex. Charlie looks up, her curious eyes watching me cautiously. Her friend Kate has already eye-fucked me, greeting me with a playful smile. She’s a gorgeous one—strawberry-blonde hair with cute little freckles scattered over the bridge of her nose. If she’s wearing makeup, you wouldn’t know, her bright blue eyes shimmering as she waits for an introduction.

“Oh, Kate, this is my cousin Noah. The one I told you about,” Charlie says carefully with a wary expression.

“The one you told her about. All good, I hope,” I tease, smirking back at Kate.

“All good,” she responds while biting her bottom lip. “I’m Kate.” She stands quickly, almost knocking over the coffee pot.

“Noah.” I shake her hand, holding on to it a bit longer than necessary.

She’s going to be easy. See, it’s all in a woman’s mannerisms. The flirty smile and batting of eyelashes are simple to spot, but if you look closer, you’ll see the way a woman’s thighs clench together combined with the bites on the corner of her lip.

“So, Noah, I hear you’ll be staying here a while,” Kate says cautiously, waiting for Charlie to interrupt. I must be missing something here—some stupid girl code.

“Hmm… as long as Charlie and Lex will have me. I’ll see how the new job goes.”

“Oh, that’s right, you’ll be working for Haden.” She laughs while Charlie hides her snicker behind a cup of coffee.

“And that’s funny because?”

“He’s a jerk,” they say in unison.

“A jerk?”

“Yes, but since he’s settled down, his jerkiness is wearing off.” Kate laughs.

“We’re kidding,” Charlie says. “Listen, I have to go or I’ll be late for work. Do you need a ride?”

“I’ll take him,” Kate offers with a mischievous smile playing on her lips.

Too fucking easy.

“I don’t know if that’s a good idea.” Charlie makes dagger eyes at Kate as if to warn her. There may have been some kicking under the table as Kate’s expression becomes pained while mouthing, ‘What the fuck?’ and glaring back at Charlie.

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