“And I was saying that Summer’s already got plans for tonight.We have reservations at Rock Leonne for dinner.”
His face widens in a bright smile.“Rock Leonne is amazing!How did you get a table there on New Year’s?You must have booked it two years ago!”
“Nope.I booked it two hours ago.In fact, this whole Vegas thing was spur-of-the-moment.”
“You managed a last-minute flight, too?”
I smile.“Well, Kirk, I pilot my very own private jet.And do you know whatthatmeans?”
He narrows his eyes at me.I think I see his top lip spasm.He knows exactly what’s about to come out of my mouth and he already doesn’t like it.
Excellent.
“It means that I make a butt-ton of money, more money than you’ll ever see in your life.”I tilt my head back and laugh like a cartoon villain.
“For shit’s sake.”Summer closes her eyes and sighs.“This is stupid.”
Kirk strokes his clean-shaven chin.“Well, I’d really love to spend more time with you, Summer.A girl as pretty and funny as you doesn’t come around often.But if you’re busy, I understand.”
I cringe when Summer giggles again and says, “I have an idea!”She smiles.“Why don’t you join us at… whatever that restaurant is called.Declan’s girlfriend is here, too, so it’ll be a double date!”
“Whoa—”
“Perfect!”Kirk shouts, cutting me off.“I can’t think of a better way to ring in the New Year!”
Then he goes back to his about-to-lunge-and-lick posture, reaching across the table for Summer’s hand.He brings it to his lips for a disgusting, stomach-turning smooch.
Like he’s the Duke of Las Vegas or something.
Douche of Las Vegas, more like.
I smack myself in the forehead.
Why am I acting like this?What the fuck’s wrong with me?
It’s almost as if I’m jealous.
CHAPTER 9
Summer
“You don’t even know him!”
Declan’s face is bright red.If I didn’t know better, I’d worry about his blood pressure.But I went with him for his last checkup, and I know first-hand that his blood pressure runs 110/55, so the red face is just because he’s angry.
He’s been lecturing me all the way back from the MGM Grand.
Turns out that he doesn’t approve of Kirk.Too bad.I don’t really approve of Bryttni, but have I lectured him about her?No, I have not.
I decide to ignore him.
“Do you even know his last name?”Declan throws up his hands.“I can’t Google him without a last name, let alone have our security consultants run a check on him.”
“His full name is Kirk von Studmuffin.”
“You’re not taking this seriously!Summer, you gotta trust me on this.I’m a man.I know how men are.And that man back there was trying to decide which wine would pair nicely with your lady parts.”
“At least we weren’t discussing cum in a hot tub in front of you.”
