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“Well, that was total bullshit,” Sarah mumbles when we’re seated.
I shake my head in frustration. “Tell me about it… stupid, testosterone-filled, gorgeous men,” I answer.
“So, you’re officially his girlfriend?” Sarah asks.
I smile brightly as a warm sensation fills my chest. “Yep, I’m officially off the market. We’re exclusive.”
“What’s the deal with his father?”
I frown, the warm sensation suddenly turning ice cold. “I’m not sure, but he’s one arrogant, asshole prick, and I’m being nice when I say that. I don’t know how Aiden’s mother puts up with him. I know I sure as hell wouldn’t. Guess all the money has gone to his head or something.”
Sarah looks at me wide-eyed. “Money? Are they rich?” I nod matter-of-factly. “Score.”
I wince. “Rich is an understatement, Sarah. But I don’t care about his money, you know that.”
“Yeah, of course, I know. Answer me this, though, does Aiden make you happy?”
With a nod and a smile, warmth once again overtakes the frigid feeling of thinking about Niall. “Yes, he does. I’ve never felt like this. I mean a week ago he irritated me beyond belief, but now I can see myself falling for him big time. To be honest, it scares me.”
“How’s the trust issue going?”
“I don’t know. My heart is telling me to trust him completely. My head, however, is telling me to be cautious and not get too overly attached. That way, when he hurts me, I know I’ll be okay.”
Sarah shakes her head. “You have to let that shit go, girl. You can’t have an honest relationship with him if you’re not fully committed. Let yourself be open to him.”
Suddenly, the doorbell rings, distracting us. “I’ll get it,” Aiden offers as he walks toward the door.
Chris turns, looking at us. “What are you girls talking about?”
“Nothing, just the usual girly stuff. What are you girls talking about?” Sarah returns fire.
He smirks so brightly, it touches his eyes. “Cars, the usual girly stuff.”
We laugh as Aiden walks down the hallway with a gigantic pizza box and garlic bread. Sarah and I move to the dining area, and Chris grabs glasses and takes some soda and beer from the fridge.
“This is like a double date,” Sarah boasts excitedly.
We laugh along with her as we dig into the pizza. Aiden and Chris continue to talk car and sports talk while Sarah and I roll our eyes at each other.
“Glad to see you guys have worked out your damn shit.” Sarah’s not one to hold back.
They both grin. “Well, in typical male style, and as Jeni kindly pointed out, we’ve finished pissing our testosterone all over the floor. We’re good now, right, dude?” Chris asks Aiden.
Aiden nods. “Yeah, once the testosterone is completely out of our systems, we can then move on and calmly talk about cars and other masculine crap,” he replies.
“Yeah, like boobs and beer,” Chris retorts as they hold their glasses and toast each other.
Sarah and I both shake our heads as they grin from ear to ear, now seemingly the best of friends.
Men–wanting to choke-hold each other one minute and ready to throw down in an MMA battle, fighting each other the next.
They’re worse than females, I swear.
Not long after we’re finished, Chris looks at the clock, “Crap, I have to go.”
Sarah frowns and huffs. “Can’t you call in sick?”
“Ha! I wish. Some of us have to work for a living.”
