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“Okay, so how can I help?” she asked.
Mallory was pretty in an overly perky, extroverted way. I wouldn’t consider her… subtle. She had long dark hair pulled up in a ponytail, cutoff jean shorts and a Steaming Hotties t-shirt like Mav’s, only hers was pale blue. After the fiasco where Bridget accidentally sent Mav her answers to a sex quiz Mallory made up for a girls’ night, I knew to be cautious with her. She took things far. Maybe too far. And when it came to sex–
“Not interested, but thanks for the offer.”
“I’m not offering to help you get off.” She rolled her eyes. “I mean with Lindy.”
Mav also wanted to help with Lindy, but in a more hands off sort of way. Guys didn’t actually help each other when it came to being a wingman, we more or less sat around and watched it all play out. To be there with a bottle of tequila if shit went south.
“She’s in my bed which is a start.”
Mallory’s eyes widened and she clapped her hands with an odd sort of glee. “I knew you were a stud.”
“There’s only one bed in the house,” I clarified. “She made it clear where we stand. Or lay. There’s a pillow berm down the middle.”
Her glee disappeared as if I told her there was no such thing as the Easter Bunny.
“Oh.”
“She says I’m too young.”
“I can’t help with that.”
“She doesn’t know what I do for a living,” I said, pushing on.
“That’s easy. Tell her.”
I shook my head. “I like her seeing me as just a guy. Nothing more. Besides, if I do tell her, she’ll look me up online and see all the bad press from the bar fight that went viral.”
She knew all about it. “She’s no dummy. She’ll see how you protected that woman.”
I shrugged. “I don’t want to risk it.”
“If she sees you the way the tabloids picture you, then she’s not the Lindy I know.”
With her hands tucked on her hips, Mallory looked a little fierce, as if she wanted to storm over to Lindy and set her straight for something she didn’t even know about.
“That’s not all.”
She stared up at me all blinky-eyed and waited.
“She has a date tonight. With another guy. I kissed her on the street and she’s in my bed and yet she’s–”
“You kissed?” she practically screeched.
“Once. It was… fuck. Yeah, but even with that and us living together and sharing a bed, she’s going out with someone else. A dentist.” It was my turn to frown.
Mallory perked back up and waved her hand through the air. “Forget about him.”
“The woman I’m going to marry is going out with another man.”
“He’s a dentist. No offense to dentists, but they’re too stable for her. If there’s a picture of stable and consistent in the dictionary, Lindy’s photo would be next to it. There are never couples photos in the dictionary because that relationship would be boring as hell.”
I couldn’t argue with that.
“She doesn’t want a stable guy, no matter how much she thinks so. She needs someone who’s exciting. Who’ll take her out for fun. Go crazy. Hell, get her to move away from home for the first time in her life. Meaning you.”
“That’s all fine and good, but she’s still going out with the guy.”
