“Oh, them’s fighting words. You better be careful saying shit like that around here.”
I laughed. “Whatever. Like you give a shit about the rivalry between towns.”
He shrugged. “Nah, I guess not. I get a few customers from over there. They seem nice enough. Maybe too nice.”
“Yeah, it’s weird, but a good weird,” I said.
“What about Corey? He happy there?”
“He’s happy wherever Rachel goes.”
Fox nodded. “Boy’s whipped. I’m not one of those sexistswho thinks it’s a bad thing to be devoted to someone, but your brother takes it to another level.”
“Yeah, I know, but he just gets mad when I point out it’s not healthy to make her his whole life.”
“First love, man. It can be consuming. I remember my first girl.” He sighed. “She got me hard so fast. I’d have jumped off a bridge for a blow job back then.”
I choked on my beer. “That’s intense.”
He cracked a grin. “Well, that was before I had one from a guy.”
“Was it…” I hesitated, unsure if he’d be offended by my question, but suddenly curious.
“What?”
I lowered my voice. “Was it better with the guy? Or just different? I mean, I know you’re bi.”
“Pan, actually.” He shrugged. “It was better, yeah. But I don’t think it was because it was a guy. Felipe was my first, and he was just so damn into it. Way more than my first girlfriend, anyway. More experienced too.” He took another drink. “I like people. I like sex with lots of people. I don’t think any one gender is better than another. It’s all about how you click with someone, you know? The chemistry.”
I nodded along. In theory, I got it. Like everyone else, I’d had great sex partners and mediocre ones. Sometimes the magic just wasn’t there.
Fox tipped his beer up, gulping down the dregs, then set it on the bar and motioned Leo for another.
“What made you ask that question?”
“Oh, no reason,” I said quickly. “Just your comment about the blow jobs.”
“Uh-huh.” He didn’t sound convinced. He stared at me a long minute, then snorted with amusement. “You’re too straight to ever understand.”
“Maybe,” I said.
He narrowed his eyes at me. “What were you telling your mom when I showed up? Something about a new friend?”
I picked up my beer and finished it off. Rolled my eyes. “Yeah, so remember that date I had?” He nodded. “There was a little mix-up…”
I told Fox the story of matchmaking gone wrong, and by the end he was laughing so hard he was crying.
He’d also forgotten all about my weird question about blow jobs from men. Just as well. I wasn’t sure why I’d even asked in the first place.
CHAPTER 16
Jamie
The kitchen was a disaster zone.Theo had rage quit after Marissa told him to redo all the sauces, and we had less than an hour to pull this catered birthday dinner together or we were screwed.
Oh, and I’d wisely dropped off Lady and Tramp at BowWow so that I could focus on work. But the day care would be closing soon.
I was really starting to envy Theo. If only I could walk out, too, but my guilty conscience would never allow me to leave Marissa high and dry.
