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“Sure,” I nodded, closing the door. I knew she wouldn’t even wait five minutes before texting me the details.
I didn’t want to think about the reaction from Rae right now. I had too much other shit to think about. I rubbed the sleep from my eyes and swore as I looked at the time on the stove. I was late, according to normal standards. I liked to be in the garage by six-thirty at the latest.
I rushed back to the bedroom, took a shower, then got dressed for the day. I hadn’t even bothered with grabbing something to eat. I would be paying for that later. I locked the door behind me and headed over to the garage. Bowie was already there waiting, and the grin on his face was too much for me to take this morning.
“Shut the fuck up.”
“I didn’t say anything,” he laughed.
“You didn’t have to. Your face said it all.”
I stopped walking and slowly turned around to glare at him. “You saw her.”
“Saw who?” he asked, biting back a smile.
“I didn’t fuck her,” I stressed.
The snort of laughter that burst free from him really fucking pissed me off. “Man, how difficult it must be for you.Help, I have a hot woman draping herself over me, begging me for sex. What do I do?”
I stormed over to the office with him close on my heels. “Did it ever occur to you that I don’t want her draping herself over me?”
“Yes, but why? That’s the question. She’s young and hot. She probably sucks cock like—” He stopped that analogy at my glare. “I’m just saying she’s probably eager to please. And at your age, it could take a while.”
I cut a sharp glare in his direction. “At my age? What about my age?”
“Duke, let’s face it. You’re not getting any younger. And everyone knows, the older you get, the harder it is to get it up. There’s nothing wrong with it.”
“And there’s nothing wrong with me getting it up!” I snapped at him.
“Then why are you kicking that sweet girl to the curb?”
“That sweet girl is close to half my age,” I pointed out.
“And you’re the older stud teaching her what a real man wants.”
“Christ, where do you come up with this shit?”
He chuckled as he ran his hand over his jaw. “I just can’t figure out why you don’t want her anymore. If it’s not that you can’t get it up for her, then it has to be something else.”
“Maybe I just don’t want her.”
“Could be, but doubtful. A willing woman like that at your fingertips? Why say no?”
“Because she’s fucking annoying.”
“Yeah, I don’t buy that.”
“Because I want something more meaningful than a cheap fuck,” I continued.
“And that would make sense if there was someone on the horizon, but up until now, the only woman you’ve shown interest in is the leather-clad chick that turns you down every time you ask.”
I was just stepping into my coveralls, when I fumbled slightly, giving away what I was hiding. I slowly looked over at Bowie, who had an awe-struck look on his face.
“No shit,” he whispered. “You finally did it. You tamed the wild stallion.”
“I didn’t tame her. And a stallion is a male horse, which would make this situation very awkward.”
“But…that’s it. I’m right,” he chuckled. “Wow, I didn’t think you had it in you.”
