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“What about the other blonde?” he asks, and I decide to leave out the part about her masturbating on my doorstep.
“I’m pretty sure that’s a done deal. I’m out,” I reply unaffected because it’s true.
“So what now? You become a born-again virgin?”
“I haven’t thought that far ahead yet,” I answer, looking at my watch. “I’ve gotta go.”
“Dix?” Hunter says as I turn to leave.
“Yeah?”
“I’ll leave you with one quote that I live by,” he solemnly declares. I’m actually afraid to hear what he has to say, as I know he does not have one alleged life-changing quote.
“Let’s hear it then,” I say, gesturing with my fingers for him to deliver me his gospel.
“‘Why buy the cow…when you can get the milk for free?’” he replies seriously. “You’ll thank me one day,” he adds with a nod.
Barely containing my laughter, I flip him off and say, “Nice going, Confucius.”
Madison is coming over at seven o’clock, and although she said she’ll eat at her place, I stopped by the supermarket on the way home and grabbed a few things—mainly of the sugary kind.
I’ve showered, tidied up, and caught up on some paperwork, and just as I’m about to settle down to watch the news, there is a soft knock on the door. Looking down at my watch, I see that it’s only 6:30 p.m. It’s a little early for Madison’s arrival, so I wonder who it is.
Muting the TV, I walk over to the door. The moment I open it, my brain tells me to shut it again because Juliet is standing before me, looking utterly devious in nothing but a pink silk dress, which could easily pass for lingerie.
“Juliet? I’m sort of in the middle of something,” I say, using my arm as a barricade as I rest my hand against the doorframe. This seems to be a trend lately.
“Is that any way to say hello?” Her lips tip up into a sensual smile.
“Hello,” I sarcastically retort, and Juliet finally picks up on my irritation at her just turning up, unexpected.
With her eyes narrowed, she asks, “You’re not happy to see me?”
Truthfully no, I’m not, and it must show on my face.
“Have I done something wrong, Dixon?” she questions, and I rub the back of my neck, as having this conversation is the last thing I want to do.
But now that she’s here, I may as well put us both out of our misery.
“Please, come in.” I step backward so she can enter.
She looks at me suspiciously but then nods and saunters in. Shutting the door behind her, I cut to the chase because I’m in no mood to drag this out.
“Look, Juliet, things between us, they’ve been… interesting, but I think it’s best we stop seeing one another.”
I lean against the door and cross my arms over my chest, my body language displaying the truth to what I just said. I give her a moment to process my comment.
“You’reserious?” she scoffs, appearing taken aback.
Her arrogance that I could actually not want her is quite off-putting, and I wonder how I found her self-assurance attractive in the past.
“Yes,” I answer firmly, and Juliet looks as if I’ve slapped her cheek with my curtness.
“I don’t know what to say,” she replies, visibly stunned.
“There’s nothingtosay. You and I both know what this was. Let’s not make something out of nothing,” I say, and as harsh as that sounds, it’s the truth—the truth I have been avoiding for so long.
“I…” Juliet falters, nervously pulling at the gold necklace around her neck. “I like you, Dixon. And I know you like me, too,” she seductively says, stepping toward me.
