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Gripping the sweating glass, I said, “I need some advice.”
Max tipped his head to the side, his lips curling into a smile. “You having girl trouble?”
I shifted on the barstool, wondering how much I should reveal. I never talked to guys about women. Of course, I didn’t usually find myself in this kind of predicament.
He leaned forward, lowering his voice. “Is this something to do with Remi?”
My shoulders tensed. “How did you know?”
“That girl gets under your skin. Zoe said you giving her parking tickets is like pulling the pigtails of the girl you have a crush on in kindergarten.” Max shook his head. “Seeing that look on your face, I think she might be right.”
Did I go out of my way to notice her car? I told myself the baby blue bug was hard to miss, but maybe it was more than that. Did I write her tickets so she’d think of me when she saw my signature on the bottom? Even if she was cursing me out, I kind of liked that image. “I hadn’t thought of it like that.”
“You like her.” His tone was sure.
I shook my head. “She’s my ex-girlfriend’s sister.”
His brow furrowed. “So?”
“You know there’s a rule that you don’t date your ex’s little sister.”
Max crossed his arms over his chest, tipping his head back like he was thinking. “You shouldn’t date your friends’ exes, but I don’t know any rule about exes’ siblings.”
“I dated Delilah for two years,” I said to give Max some context. We knew each other in high school, but not well enough for him to know the intimate details of our relationship.
Max uncrossed his arms, grabbing a washcloth to clean the bar top. “How serious was it?”
We hung out together, did homework together in the evenings, went to each other’s games and dances. “Pretty serious.”
Max dropped the cloth, throwing it in a bucket under the counter, then leaned in, lowering his voice. “Were you intimate?”
I bristled at the personal question. “You’re kidding me, right?”
Max drew back, his expression relaxed. “It was high school. Were you fucking like bunnies, or was she saving it for marriage?”
I shook my head, not quite believing I was telling him something so personal, but I needed his opinion. “She wasn’t ready. I thought it would happen when we went to college, but then we went to different schools. She got caught up in her social life. Weekends together were rare. We drifted apart.”
Max shrugged. “So, that’s a no. I think you’re good.”
“You’re saying I can date Remi because I didn’t have sex with her sister?” I asked the question carefully because I wanted to make sure I understood what he was saying. It sounded insane to me.
“That’s exactly what I’m saying.” A customer called for Max, so he drifted down the bar to pour a draft beer for him.
Was I overthinking this thing with Remi? The idea of kissing her had me on edge. If I got close to her, I’d want more.
When Max returned to stand in front of me, I said, “It can’t be that simple.”
“If it bothers you, you can always call Delilah and talk to her about it. Get her okay.”
“I don’t know if I’m ready for that.” I was attracted to Remi. I wanted to kiss her, and maybe more. But seriously date her? I didn’t have time for that. I needed to focus on my job and getting that promotion. Mixing drinks at the juice shop and sliding into her sweet pussy would be a distraction.
“Or you can have fun with her, and Delilah never needs to know because this thing with Remi isn’t serious.”
I liked that idea, but at the same time, there was a smidgeon of unease in my gut. Remi was a nice girl. She deserved more than what I could offer her.
Max raised a brow. “Do you know what Remi wants?”
“I don’t even know if she’s attracted to me.” Although she seemed to enjoy the massage I gave her earlier. If I was reading her signals right, she wouldn’t have pushed me away if I’d taken things to the next level.
