Page 89 of Nobody's Girl

“How do you think the woman was able to pick out three men with massive amounts of money?” Phoenix asked as he sipped on his cocktail.

“She was a witch,” Ethan said with a hearty laugh. “I believe that with all my heart. She could turn a man inside out and make him beg for more. But somehow, she left him without a tear shed being shed between either party. She had to be a witch. There’s no other plausible explanation.”

The three clinked their glasses together. “A toast to the enigmatic female who knew how to reel a man in and set him free, all without ever harming his fragile ego or feelings,” Griffin said.

“Hear, hear,” the other two added.

A kinship had been found amongst the three men who shared the knowledge a young woman had given them. It was possible to have unimaginable sex after knowing each other for only a few hours, without having to hand your entire soul over to another human being. It could be done with no one being hurt.

With the realization that all three came to at the same time, an idea was born between them.

A terribly fantastic idea!

Chapter 2

“Are you two gentlemen busy tomorrow?” Ethan asked them, then popped a fried mushroom into his mouth after dipping it in ranch sauce. His auburn waves hung to his shoulders and danced around them as he nodded and moaned with how good the food tasted.

“I’m never busy,” Phoenix replied. Then he picked up a shoot of fried asparagus and plunged it into the creamy white depths of the dip.

“Me neither,” Griffin added. “Why do you ask, Ethan?”

“Because I too am never busy and I have an idea. But it would require an overnighter.” Ethan drank the last of his Rob Roy and motioned to the waiter for a refill.

“What kind of idea?” Phoenix asked with curiosity.

“You know how Julia lured us all in, having her way with us so easily,” Ethan said with a grin as he recalled some of those times he and she had had.

Griffin nodded as his lips pulled into a sly grin. “I do.”

“And you do recall hearing about how she gave to various charities?” Ethan asked as he took the drink the waiter had brought to him.

“I do,” Phoenix said. “Can I have a beer? The cocktail isn’t hitting the spot for me.” The waiter gave him a nod and pointed to Griffin’s nearly full glass.

“Anything else for you, sir?” he asked Griffin.

“Bring me a beer too. I never did like this drink,” Griffin confessed. “I ordered it just to remember someone.”

“Beer me too,” Ethan added. “I don’t really know why I ordered another one of these. They’re much too sweet for me.”

As the waiter walked away, Phoenix asked, “So, what about the charities? Do you think we should donate to some of them?”

“I do,” Ethan said. “But I think we should make it interesting. I believe we three should make a bet. One that will remind us of Julia.”

“Like what?” Griffin asked as he watched a tall blonde woman walk behind Ethan and give him a double take.

“Like find a small bar and see who can get laid first,” Ethan said with a huge smile. “You know, using the tactics Julia used on us. The whole thing—the cheesy drink, the wiggle of one finger, the terrible lines. We all fell for them.”

“I suppose the two that don’t win have to make the charitable donations,” Griffin said. “In what amount? That needs to be decided.”

“Can you two do a million each if you lose?” Phoenix asked.

When the others nodded, the three reached out to the middle of the table, placing their hands on top of the others.

“So, it’s on,” Ethan said. “The first one to score wins, and the other two make million dollar donations to the charities the winner chooses.”

“Agreed,” Griffin and Phoenix said in unison.