she wants to see me again?”
“Of course she would,” Jen said. “You’re a total fox.”
“I am?” Nick asked, looking so pleased, I rolled my eyes.
“Yup,” Jen said, ruffling his hair. “In a brotherly sort of way.”
“That’s the kiss of death,” Nick complained.
“Did she give you her phone number?” Lexi asked. Nick nodded. “Then of course she wants you to call her.”
“I thought that was just morning-after etiquette. You exchange phone numbers, make promises to call, and then hope like hell you never bump into each other ever again,” Nick said.
“What did I miss, what did I miss?” Addison asked. He handed steaming mugs of coffee to Nick and Jen, a glass of ice water to Dana, and then sat back down at the table.
“Nick hooked up last night,” Lexi said. “He was just telling us about it.”
“Way to go,” Addison said. “The hot girl you were hanging out with? Give it up, my man.”
The two guys bumped fists.
“You think she was hot?” Jen asked.
“Um, yeah,” Addison said.
“But she was so…obvious,” Jen said.
“In a good way,” Addison said. “That’s the thing women never understand about men. We
like
one-night stands. We revel in them. And you don’t want to have one with the girl next door. You want someone…dirty.”
All of the females at the table, including Dana—who up until that moment had been trying hard to ignore the conversation while she reviewed her notes—wrinkled our noses.
“Dirty?” I repeated.
“Ew,” Lexi said.
“Dirty as in diseased?” Jen asked.
“No, dirty as in twelve hours later she doesn’t even remember your name,” Addison said. He held two pens up like drumsticks and began to tap on the edge of the table with them.
“Oh. My. God,” I said.
“You are so gross,” Jen exclaimed, whacking Addison on the arm. “Both of you are.”
“Easy there, tiger. No need to get hostile,” Addison said.
“Leave me out of it,” Nick said. He slouched down in his chair.
“Coward,” Lexi said.
“Hey, I’m just telling the truth,” Addison said. He winked lasciviously.
“I thought men were supposed to like women who play hard to get,” Dana said.
Addison shrugged. “Some men might. But all guys appreciate an easy score now and again,” he said.
“This is why I’m not dating guys my age anymore,” Lexi said, pointing across the table accusingly at Addison. “Jacob was a perfect gentleman last night. He didn’t even try to get me into bed—he said he wanted to get to know me better before we took our relationship to the next level.”
Addison and Nick exchanged a knowing look, their eyebrows raised.
“What?” Lexi demanded.
“He’s totally playing you,” Nick said.
“He’d already figured out you weren’t going to sleep with him the first night, so he was laying the groundwork for Phase Two. It was a tactical decision,” Addison said.
Lexi crossed her arms. “There are some men in this world who are interested in a woman for something more than sex,” she said.
“Yeah. They’re called
gay
. Which, by the way, Lexi, I am not,” Addison said, shooting her a pointed look.
“Oops,” Lexi said, laughing as she took a sip of coffee. “Who told you?”
We all looked at Jen.
“What?” Jen said, spreading her hands, palms upward. “Like everyone doesn’t gossip when they drink.”
Addison pretended to look hurt. “And here I thought I came across as a manly man.”
“You do, you do,” Lexi said, so unconvincingly, we all sniggered.
“Oh, come on. Really?” Addison asked. “What do I have to do? Carry around power tools?”
“For starters, don’t ever refer to yourself as a manly man,” Jen said.
“Maybe you should rethink your glasses,” Lexi said thoughtfully.
“What’s wrong with my glasses? I love these glasses,” Addison exclaimed.
“They’re nice, but…”
“But what?”
“They’re just a little…feminine-looking. In fact, I think they might be
“Of course she would,” Jen said. “You’re a total fox.”
“I am?” Nick asked, looking so pleased, I rolled my eyes.
“Yup,” Jen said, ruffling his hair. “In a brotherly sort of way.”
“That’s the kiss of death,” Nick complained.
“Did she give you her phone number?” Lexi asked. Nick nodded. “Then of course she wants you to call her.”
“I thought that was just morning-after etiquette. You exchange phone numbers, make promises to call, and then hope like hell you never bump into each other ever again,” Nick said.
“What did I miss, what did I miss?” Addison asked. He handed steaming mugs of coffee to Nick and Jen, a glass of ice water to Dana, and then sat back down at the table.
“Nick hooked up last night,” Lexi said. “He was just telling us about it.”
“Way to go,” Addison said. “The hot girl you were hanging out with? Give it up, my man.”
The two guys bumped fists.
“You think she was hot?” Jen asked.
“Um, yeah,” Addison said.
“But she was so…obvious,” Jen said.
“In a good way,” Addison said. “That’s the thing women never understand about men. We
like
one-night stands. We revel in them. And you don’t want to have one with the girl next door. You want someone…dirty.”
All of the females at the table, including Dana—who up until that moment had been trying hard to ignore the conversation while she reviewed her notes—wrinkled our noses.
“Dirty?” I repeated.
“Ew,” Lexi said.
“Dirty as in diseased?” Jen asked.
“No, dirty as in twelve hours later she doesn’t even remember your name,” Addison said. He held two pens up like drumsticks and began to tap on the edge of the table with them.
“Oh. My. God,” I said.
“You are so gross,” Jen exclaimed, whacking Addison on the arm. “Both of you are.”
“Easy there, tiger. No need to get hostile,” Addison said.
“Leave me out of it,” Nick said. He slouched down in his chair.
“Coward,” Lexi said.
“Hey, I’m just telling the truth,” Addison said. He winked lasciviously.
“I thought men were supposed to like women who play hard to get,” Dana said.
Addison shrugged. “Some men might. But all guys appreciate an easy score now and again,” he said.
“This is why I’m not dating guys my age anymore,” Lexi said, pointing across the table accusingly at Addison. “Jacob was a perfect gentleman last night. He didn’t even try to get me into bed—he said he wanted to get to know me better before we took our relationship to the next level.”
Addison and Nick exchanged a knowing look, their eyebrows raised.
“What?” Lexi demanded.
“He’s totally playing you,” Nick said.
“He’d already figured out you weren’t going to sleep with him the first night, so he was laying the groundwork for Phase Two. It was a tactical decision,” Addison said.
Lexi crossed her arms. “There are some men in this world who are interested in a woman for something more than sex,” she said.
“Yeah. They’re called
gay
. Which, by the way, Lexi, I am not,” Addison said, shooting her a pointed look.
“Oops,” Lexi said, laughing as she took a sip of coffee. “Who told you?”
We all looked at Jen.
“What?” Jen said, spreading her hands, palms upward. “Like everyone doesn’t gossip when they drink.”
Addison pretended to look hurt. “And here I thought I came across as a manly man.”
“You do, you do,” Lexi said, so unconvincingly, we all sniggered.
“Oh, come on. Really?” Addison asked. “What do I have to do? Carry around power tools?”
“For starters, don’t ever refer to yourself as a manly man,” Jen said.
“Maybe you should rethink your glasses,” Lexi said thoughtfully.
“What’s wrong with my glasses? I love these glasses,” Addison exclaimed.
“They’re nice, but…”
“But what?”
“They’re just a little…feminine-looking. In fact, I think they might be
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