“Do I look like a drag queen dressed me?”
Lifting his sunglasses, he scans his eyes over me, lingering a moment or two too long on my chest. “Um… no?”
“That doesn’t sound convincing,” I say and walk around to get into the passenger side. “That was a bigger mistake than the biker.”
“You went out with a biker?”
“A fake biker.”
He snorts and pulls away from the curb just as Thomas steps onto the porch. “And him?”
“Bully.”
“Need me to beat him up?”
“No.”
“Tell me about the fake biker.”
I shake my head and rest it against the headrest. “I really don’t want to talk about it.”
“Wait, you chose to go to the house of a guy who claims to be a bully?”
“Don’t start. It’s the first and last time. Promise.”
“He said you look like a drag queen?”
I wish I never told him about this app. But if I hadn’t, I would’ve been outside on the curb waiting for a rideshare when Thomas came back out to berate me with crazy insults.
“Yeah. He did a weird combination of dirty talk and insults. Apparently, my tits are going to sag to the ground in a couple of years, so he wanted to take pictures to show proof they were once amazing.”
The way he laughs makes me want to smack him. Really, really hard. And I almost do when he asks, “Did you let him?”
“Fuck off,” I say, crossing my arms and pouting. “I should’ve expected this.”
“When you chose a date with a bully? Yeah, kind of.”
“You’re so not helpful. Or reassuring. I take back my comment from last night. You’d make a terrible boyfriend.”
“Better than that guy, it sounds,” he says and continues to laugh.
Decker’s dressed almost exactly the same as Thomas was, but he pulls off the look much better. I always hate when he wears jackets or long sleeves because I like staring at his sleeve tattoos. And his aviator glasses complete the bad boy look.
No wonder I’ve had a crush on him for a decade and a half.
“Thanks for the support,” I mumble.
“I’m sorry, Holly,” Decker says, but he doesn’t stop laughing.
“You don’t sound sorry.”
Clearing his throat, he tries his best to compose himself. “I just… Are you sure this dating app is going to give you what you want?”
“I have a better chance than swiping right for nothing more than a one-night stand. So what if I have to deal with a few frogs first?”
“I’ve met a lot of really great one-night stands on that app.”
I level him with a glare. “My point exactly. I don’t want just one night. Is it so wrong of me to want something solid? Someone who only wants me?”
