I nod. “Yeah. What a frick.”
“What did she say?”
I shrug. “She said I didn’t pay enough attention to her. That I was too busy with hockey, and that I was a lazy lay.”
Her brow furrows. “You are the sweetest guy I’ve ever been with. So in tune, vocal, and really sweet, Dylan. That’s a lie.”
I take another sip. I don’t tell her that my words during sex were a way of practicing. Usually, I’m not so in tune or vocal, but I’m glad to know that she rates me a ten. The practice has been nice because I’m comfortable with Cecily.
“How’re you going to ask Dane out?” I ask.
She shakes her head. “I’m not.”
“Okay,” I counter. “What if he doesn’t ask you out?”
She shrugs. “Alix is going to help me.”
I huff, and she turns to me. “What?”
I inhale now, widening my eyes.
“What?” she laughs. “Tell me what you’re thinking.”
I shake my head. “I’m a guy. I have friends, and when a little sister is pestering you to date her friend, it’s annoying as hell.”
“Okay,” she mocks. “Suddenly, you’re insightful? Suddenly, you’ve been the guy?”
I laugh, surrendering. “I’m just saying that if you really want to impress him…”
“Oh my god. What?” she says, annoyed. She grabs my face. “Stop dragging this out and around the damn bushes, smut. Just say whatever it is.”
“You should just ask him out. Don’t let Alix invite him to the party. You should be the one to invite him.”
She scrunches her face as I finish off the smoothie. “Nah.”
I retort. “What do you mean,nah?”
She steals my cup and stands. “I’m not going to take that advice. Oh, I’m totally changing the subject. The UGC job I told you about?”
She’s in the kitchen now as I try to remember what she’s talking about. “Yeah?”
“It’ll pay $500 for your afternoon.”
I sit up. “No fucking way.”
She shrugs. “That’s what I’m willing to pay you.”
“Are you giving me half?” I question.
She smiles. “No, just a percentage. I have to pay the photographer and put everything together. Are you up for it?”
I nod. “Fuck yeah, I am.” I turn around to look at her. “Do I have to get naked?”
She smirks. “Only the top half.”
I narrow my eyes. “What if I said no nudity?”
She shrugs. “I bet Scotty would say yes.”I bark a laugh at that. “He would.”“By the way,” she says, walking over. “Was that a girl in broad daylight in the kitchen with Scotty?”
