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“So whatever happened with your date from the gala?” he said, casual as you please.
Without missing a beat, I continued playing, not giving any attention to the way he was trying to distract me.
“It’s a fair question,” he said, keeping his eyes on the cards he was flipping. “You asked about mine last night.”
“Give it a rest.”
“What, you can’t do two things at once? Or do you not wanna answer the question?”
I lifted my eyes to his briefly, only to roll them before concentrating back on the task at hand. My pile was getting steadily lower while his lagged behind. I wanted to keep it that way.
“What was his name? Reggie? Rylon? Rigor Mortis?”
With a snort, I shook my head. His attempts at breaking me were amusing, and though they wouldn’t work to lose this hand, at least my dick wasn’t paying attention anymore. Thank God.
“He wasn’t a bad-looking guy. Not really your type, though.”
I lifted a brow and saw Drew shrug out of the corner of my eye.
“Just being honest. He’s not your boyfriend, is he?”
“Does it matter?”
“Ah,” he said, nodding. “That’s a no.”
“No, it’s not.”
“Did you go home with him that night?”
“Jesus, Drew.” My movements faltered, his question throwing me off and reminding me of exactly why I hadn’t gone home with Ronnie. “Is there a point to this interrogation besides trying to get me to forfeit?”
“You just seem a little frustrated. And, as a friend, I was just wondering if Roberto is fulfilling your needs.”
“His name is Ronnie, and that’s none of your business.”
“Ah, another no. So he’s not a boyfriend, he’s not a good fuck—”
“I didn’t say that.”
“If he was a great fuck, you’d say it.” The teasing glint in his eyes told me Drew was obviously enjoying this.
“Fine. He was a great fuck.”
He busted out laughing. “Bullshit.”
“Maybe you should pay more attention to your own boy toy and less on what I’m doing.”
“I would, but it seems like my boy toy and yours were more interested in each other.”
“Why do you say that?”
“Because Ryker—”
“Ronnie.”
“Whatever,Ronniewas hitting up James before we even left the gala. Which tells me that unless you’re suddenly into threesomes, which I doubt, you went back to your place alone.”
“Maybe I’m into quickies in a cab.”
