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take? And sleeping with someone would speed up the process. And it’s not like she doesn’t have baggage. I bet there’s something going on with her, too.”
    “I still can’t do it,” Henry said firmly.
    “You’re such a pussy,” Derek said.
    Nancy hit him. “Don’t talk to Henry like that. He’s a really good guy. You should be more like him.”
    Derek shook his head. “If I were, I wouldn’t get laid.”
    “You’re about to stop getting any from me,” she threatened.
    He finally fell silent at the threat.
    Nancy looked at Henry. “I admire you for being so sweet, but you have to move on somehow.”
    “The only way I think of is by telling her the truth first. But I can guarantee she’ll have no interest in dating me then,” Henry said.
    “She might. Girls appreciate honesty.”
    Derek didn’t say anything, but he shook his head, locking his gaze on Henry.
    Henry sighed. “I guess I’ll try that.”
    Nancy shrugged. “It’s better than nothing, right?”
    “Don’t do it,” Derek whispered.
    Nancy hit him upside the head.
    “Ouch!”
    “Stop trying to drag him down to your level.”
    Derek looked at her. “If I ’d said that to you when we started dating, you and I both know you wouldn’t have given me the time of day.”
    “But you aren’t a sweet and sensitive guy like Henry. It’s different.”
    “Whatever,” he said.
    Henry cracked his knuckles. “I guess I’ll see how it goes.”

9
     
    Henry drove to the luau and waited in the parking lot for his friends to arrive. Nancy, Derek, and John showed up then met him at the gate. He could tell Nancy and Derek were fighting because Nancy was giving him the cold shoulder. He realized how much they both cared for him since they were still willing to come.
    Henry handed out the tickets. “Enjoy the show.”
    John nodded. “Thanks.”
    “So who are you here to see?” Henry asked.
    John walked through the entrance and handed his ticket to the clerk. “Her name is Jessica. I met her at a party and found out she worked here.” John was the same height as Henry, but he was much bigger and muscular. His shoulder muscles were so large he looked like he had no neck.
    Henry was comfortable with his size. He was thin and lean but had definite muscle mass. He wasn’t a body builder because he liked being lean and limber. His shoulders were wide and his chest was prominent, and his thin hips showed the lines of his side muscles. That was enough for him. Also, he didn’t care about how he looked. He just wanted to be healthy.
    They walked inside an d saw the tables dispersed in front of the stage. A few girls wearing grass skirts stood around, dancing, but he didn’t spot Ren anywhere. John looked around for his lady friend.
    Derek walked over to one of the girls and looked her up and down. “Can I get one of those?” he said with a smile.
    “You want a grass skirt, sir?” the girl asked.
    “Yeah.”
    She grabbed one from behind her and placed it around his waist.
    Nancy stared at him with fire in her eyes.
    Henry didn’t understand their relationship. The sex must be really good if they were both still willing to put up with each other.
    They took a seat near the front of the stage and ate the Hawaii an food that was brought to him. There was ham, pineapple, assorted fruit, teriyaki chicken, and rolls. Henry ate his food then washed it down with pineapple juice.
    The stage lit up and the girls came around, dancing in their skirts.
    Henry spotted Ren right away. Her hair was large and curly at the ends. A purple flower was pinned in her hair. Her face was painted with makeup. Purple eye shadow covered her eyelids, and her lips were red from lipstick. When his eyes moved lower, he felt his heart accelerate.
    The coconut bra covered her breasts, but her cleavage was noticeable. She ha d perky tits and a beautiful body. He knew he should stop objectifying her, but he couldn’t help it. Her beauty had paralyzed him.
    Her stomach was flat ,

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