Page 164 of The Bluffing Game

“Just so you know and so your brother doesn’t kill me, we had no intention of going to a strip club tonight. We were gonna discuss business, and I know he and Brett have some long-term planning to do for what they’re working on, but I suppose they can do that tomorrow.”

“What does Brett do exactly?” My sister joins the conversation.

If I was in any doubt she was interested in Brett, I’m not now. I want to tell her that he’s not the right guy for her, but I know she’s also as stubborn as I am. She’s going to do the exact opposite of what I tell her. But the fact of the matter is, it’s very unlikely he’s a billionaire, and it’s very unlikely he can provide a lifestyle for her that would match that of an extremely rich man. Not that it’s the only important thing in life. But you have to have something. Whether it’s his devastating good looks, a lot of money, or a witty, charming personality.

“I think he’s some sort of investigator, right?” Izzy says loudly as she looks up from her phone. “Sorry. I was trying to text Colton to see if he wanted to come over and help, but he’s not responding.”

“I could’ve told you that Colton wasn’t going to come.” Lucia looks over at her best friend and shakes her head. “When has he ever been helpful? He didn’t even help us when you needed to put up those bookshelves. Half of them are still in the box. We can see if we can get Dalton to help with them later.”

“I can do that for you,” Roman says gruffly. “You don’t always have to wait on Dalton—you know that, right?”

“No, no, no. Colton said he would help me, and he’s going to help me. I just don’t know when he’s going to get around to it. I don’t know why he’s not answering his phone. He knew I was off tonight, and I thought we could watch a movie or something.”

“He’s probably in bed with someone right now.” Lucia looks over at her and shrugs. “I’m not trying to hurt your feelings, but the man is a dog.”

The silence at the table is awkward as we all sit there. I agree with what Lucia said, but I do think she could have said it more nicely.

Doesn’t she know you attract more bees with honey? From my limited experience with Izzy, I know telling someone what they don’t want to hear isn’t going to make the situation better. I remind myself to have a private conversation with Lucia and give her advice on how to handle the Izzy and Colton situation.

I don’t know Izzy that well, but I really like her, and I know she deserves better than a gaslighting asshole like Colton. I’ve been around many men in my life, and I know most of them twist the truth to get what they want from a woman, and I really don’t want to see Izzy being taken advantage of.

That is one reason why I am looking for a billionaire, because if I am gonna have to deal with bullshit, I might as well be getting something out of it.

Though my mind can’t stop thinking about Dalton and the way that he challenges me and makes the hairs on my skin stand on end. But he’s also my boss, so I’m not gonna cross those lines. I want this job, and I want to continue my friendship with Lucia and Izzy. I’m almost positive that if I mess around with her brother, that is gonna blur the lines of our friendship between Lucia and me.

Roman stands up stiffly and pulls out his phone before walking away without saying a word.

“Who knew that was the way to get Roman to leave the table?” Lucia jokes as she turns her attention to Izzy again. “Look, I’m sorry. I am not going to say anything else unless you ask for my opinion.”

“I know I sound like a bit of a fool.” Izzy sighs. “I’m going to talk to him. I’m going to tell him there’s been a misunderstanding.”

“Yeah, you should do that.” Rosie leans forward and lowers her voice. “So, what’s Brett’s story? He doesn’t seem to say much, but he’s absolutely gorgeous.”

“The man is like a statue.” Lucia grabs the last quesadilla she’d added to the order and dips it in the sour cream. “He’s cute to look at, but I don’t think I’ve even heard the man string two sentences together.”

“He used to be a Navy SEAL,” Izzy adds, obviously not getting the memo that she’s not meant to be gossiping about him. Lucia’s giving her a look, but she’s oblivious to it. “Like top level. He was in some sort of high-level secret ops and …” She pauses as she realizes that maybe she said too much. “I mean, he’s cool. But, yeah, he doesn’t say much.”

“Sorry.” Lucia sighs and shakes her head. “We honestly don’t know much more than that about him. I couldn’t even tell you if the man was married.”

“I hope not.” Rosie giggles and leans back. “That would make it kind of hard for me to make him my husband.”

“Rosie, what are you talking about? You haven’t even had a conversation with the man.”

“When you know, you know.”

“All I know right now is that you’re delusional.” I press my lips together and sit back, looking as annoyed and frustrated as Lucia did just a few minutes earlier. “I think we should all think about going out to try to meet some men.”

Preferably at the Kettle King, I think to myself, so that I can kill two birds with one stone.

“Oh, Mylanta, I just had the best idea.” Lucia sits forward, eyes bright, and claps with glee. “And when I say the best idea, I mean maybe one of the best ideas on the planet.”

“What’s the idea?” I am eager to know what’s got her so excited.

“Let’s all join the same dating app. I just read about this new app called Lovestruck, and I think it will be perfect for us.”

“Oh, is that the app that lets you share profiles with your friends and lets them track your dates and stuff?” Rosie asks, and I’m surprised she knows about it. “Hey, I make note of these things. It even has this feature where you can set up group dates and save your favorites by category.”

“Doesn’t it sound so cool?” Lucia gushes and grabs her phone.