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chapter one
Abby
“I bet you could bounce a quarter off that ass.”
A snort from my left has me turning to look at my best friend, and I can’t help but grin at the look of complete exasperation on her face.
“What?” I ask, trying to appear as innocent as possible. “It’s true. You know it is.” Then I return my gaze to the absolutely fantabulous buns that caught my eye in the first place. “I mean…just look at it.”
“Thanks, but I’ll pass.”
Rolling my eyes at Briar’s inability to play with me about this, I continue my attempts at persuasion. “Oh, come on. Having your own boyfriend doesn’t mean you can’t objectively objectify someone else. You’re dating, not blind,” I say, nudging her obnoxiously with my elbow.
Briar narrows her eyes and lets out a long sigh, then finally shoots a quick glance in the direction I’ve been blatantly staring at for the past minute or two.
“I’d give it a solid six out of ten,” she finally says.
My eyes widen, and I seriously begin to wonder if we should just end our friendship right now because…what?
“What?” I say, and not quietly. “That is just…completely false. His ass is at least a nine, easy.”
Briar scrunches her nose and gives her head a little shake. “Mmmmm, those buns aren’t for me.”
I look back at the man in question, trying to understand how in the hell we can have such differing opinions.
This guy is built like a linebacker. Tall and muscular and broad in a way that says he can pick a girl up and toss her over his shoulder. I’ve always wondered what something like that would be like, and I bite my lip, enjoying the way he shifts to dig his wallet out of his back pocket.
“You could not be more wrong,” is all I say, finally refocusing all my attention on her. “But I can manage to forgive you, just this once.”
Briar snorts again and takes another sip of her wine.
I guess I shouldn’t be surprised that her eyes can no longer acknowledge other sexy men considering the fact that she’s finally ditched the old asshat and found the man of her dreams. Now that she’s all swoony in love, even managing to get her to take a look at Sexy Buns Guy should be considered a success in and of itself. Now, she only has eyes for one man.
“What did I miss?”
Speak of the devil.
Andy Marshall sidles up to our table, setting his second beer of the night on a cardboard coaster and slipping an arm around Briar’s shoulders.
“Abby’s making me stare at other men,” she tells him, a faux pout on her face. Then she leans into him. “We’re rating butts.”
“Butt,” I clarify, emphasizing the last letter and holding up my pointer finger. “One. One butt.”
Andy hums, narrowing his eyes playfully before leaning forward. Briar and I follow his lead so we’re all huddled close.
“Which one?” he whispers.
Briar lets out a long string of uncharacteristic giggles, which means the glass of wine she’s been sipping on for the past while is finally beginning to have an effect. She points at where we’ve been looking.
Andy hums again, as if he’s really considering his score. Then he turns his head to me, a serious expression on his face. “That’s a five-star ass if I’ve ever seen one.”
Briar’s giggling increases, and I fall in with her, unable to help myself in the wake of Andy’s incredibly accurate but also very funny assessment.
“Thank you,” I say, turning to glare at Briar. “See?”
But she’s too busy giggling and taking another sip from her quickly disappearing glass of wine. Someone’s sure to have a rough hangover in the morning.
“So how’s the packing coming?” Andy asks. “Did you actually end up starting, or will it be a mad dash after Christmas?”
