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John smirked. “She turn you down or something?”
I quirked an eyebrow. “Ever heard of a girl saying ‘no’ to me?”
Benji paused. “Well, no.”
I nodded. “Then what makes you think I didn’t turn her down?”
John barked with laughter. “Max, you don’t turn anyone down.”
Benji thumbed over his shoulder. “He’s right. I mean, no offense or anything, but you don’t have the highest standards when it comes to women.”
“Remember
the girl that kept coming back over? You know, the one with the armpit hair?”
I shrugged. “Body hair doesn't bother me.”
“Or the one who interrupted a club meeting just to see if you were feeling better because you kept dodging her by saying you were sick?”
“Oh, oh, oh! What about the one who flattened his tires at her place?”
“Yeah, that girl was a fucking psychopath. She would’ve been better off with your father.”
“Come to think of it, I don’t think she shaved her legs.”
John laughed. “I hope this new girl shaves her everything. You need some sanity in your life right now.”
I glowered. “That’s enough.”
Benji rolled his eyes. “You’re welcome for the coffee.”
“Get your ass to class before you’re late and flunk out.”
He grinned. “I never flunk. I’m too smart for that shit.”
Just like you’re too smart for this club. “Out.”
John patted his shoulder. “Come on. I’ll walk you out and let Groucho here catch up on his caffeine intake.”
Benji shot me a glare, but he followed John out of the house. I chugged back the hot liquid, trying to erase the taste of Dani’s tongue from the back of my throat. She haunted me like a nightmare. And yet she was quickly becoming the most gorgeous girl I’d ever had anywhere near me. The guys were right. I didn’t have standards when it came to women. Mostly because it was about getting my dick wet. Nothing else. I didn’t lead the kind of life that did relationships. Or love. Or marriage. Or romance. Or any of that other shit.
Dani was in a completely different league, though.
And I wasn’t sure I was the man to step up to the plate for it.
“Still daydreaming about her?”
John’s voice snapped me out of it. “Benj gone?”
My brother grinned. “So you’re really not going to talk about this girl?”
“Nothing to talk about.”
“I’d beg to differ.”
“Well, you’ve been wrong before.”
I nodded to the cane he now held in his hands and he scoffed.
