CHAPTER NINE
EMMETT
“Dude,that’sher?”
Callie had excused herself to the restroom.Wick was leaning across her chair, speaking so loud that half the table turned our way.
“Yes,” I hissed.“Keep your voice down.”
I shot a dismissive smile at the onlookers.
“She’s fucking hot.”
I glared at my best friend and shook my head.He responded with a shit-eating grin.
“She is.Honestly, I didn’t think she would be.I assumed you could only see her through rose-tinted glasses.But, my dude, can confirm.She’s hot.”
“Call herhotone more time, and I’ll makeyourpretty little face bleed this time.”
“Alright, so what’s the plan?You’ve been pining for this girl for, what?Six years?”
“I was notpining.And it’s more like five and a quarter years.”
“Yeah, definitely not pining.Just counting the days.”
“Shut the fuck up.Need I remind you that I was in aseriousrelationship for years between then and now?When’s the last time you were in one of those?”
“Hey, now.We’re not talking about me.So, again, what’s the plan?”
“There’s no plan.She’s my intern.Less than three weeks ago, you were telling me to tread carefully.”
“Yeah, sure, tread carefully.But have you seen her?”
I narrowed my eyes at him, and he threw his hands up.“Okay, okay.Just tell me this, then.You agree, right?She’s hot as fuck.”
I gave in with an exaggerated sigh.“Yes, Callie is hot as fuck.”
And that was the moment she returned to the table.
Fuck.
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EMMETT
Hey, Callie.I just wanted to apologize again.
CALLIE
It’s fine, really.
EMMETT
I just don’t want things to be weird.
Wick was pestering me, and I was trying to shut him up.
CALLIE
