“Sure.A woman wants sex, why shouldn’t I deliver?”
Honey hopped onto a stool.“Percentage-wise, how many do you reject?”
“Women?”Tripp asked like they’d segued to something new.“Zero.”
That hit almost everyone with the same surprise.Almosteveryone.
“You have sex with absolutely every single woman who wants to have sex with you?”Honey asked.“Every single one?”
Good, she wasn’t the only one suspended in disbelief.
“No,” Tripp said.“I’d never have time to eat or sleep if I did that.”
“You just said—”
“I don’t reject women.”Tripp was almost laughing at their ignorance.“Back me up here, OG.”
“He’s right,” Zairn said, the only one in the room who wasn’t floored.“It’s an art.”
His wife was unimpressed.“Uh, my handsome Casanova, forgetting you rejected me?”
“When did I—in Vegas?Doesn’t count.You weren’t asking.”
“You didn’t know that.”
“And how long did my resolve last the next morning?”
After a subdued laugh, Roxie sighed.“Ah, ‘fuck it.’You’re right, we’d have done it anyway.”
Honey brought them back to the now.“I’m confused.You don’t reject women, but you don’t have sex with them all either?Make it make sense.”
“Sometimes it’s not about the sex,” Tripp explained.“They’re looking for something.And I won’t be the asshole to take advantage of them.”
“I don’t get it either,” Ariella said to Honey, offering solidarity.
“You mean if a woman is vulnerable,” Roxie said.“So if she’s coming onto you because she’s in a bad place…”
“Yeah, that kind of thing.And rejection is a harsh word,” Tripp said.“You change the subject, keep talking, utilize a little foreplay, make her feel good.Everyone is looking for something.If it’s forever…”
“You’re not the guy,” Roxie said.“If it’s spite or revenge…”
Tripp raised one loose shoulder.“I can work with that.”
“You are particularly good at that,” Roxie conceded.“Helping women feel better after a heartbreak or humiliation at the hands of an ex.Oh!”Roxie landed on her.“Tripp will come with you to lunch, Ariella!Bet your ex would love you to rock up with a billionaire.Tripp will sleaze on you just enough to make your idiot ex uncomfortable, without actually crossing the line.”
“Have you been online this morning, Ariella?”Zairn asked.
“No,” she was quick to reply.“I’m too scared to look.”
“Most of it is Roxie and Zairn,” Cam said, squeezing the back of her neck.
Honey winced.“Your presence was picked up by a few smaller blogs.”
“Which means it’ll be picked up by the bigger players throughout today,” Knox said.“Take security to your lunch.”
Her jaw swung loose.“Security?”
“We’ve got a squad ready for you.”
