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“Well, well, well…” she drawled out.
“Don’t, Jessica,” I chuckled.
Resuming her steps towards the closet, she asked, “So, you’re perfectly fine with watching two guys beat the crap out of each other, but a college party freaks you out?”
“Have you ever watched two shirtless guys fighting each other?” I challenged. “It’s hot as hell.”
“Oh, God,” she rushed out dramatically. “You’re one ofthose.”
That had my head rearing back a bit. “One ofwhat?”
“One of those girls that live in those smutty romance novels and like all that alpha-male nonsense,” she answered, and while I wasn’t one to judge anyone’s taste in their partners, Jessica was obviously judging what I liked in a guy.
“And you have a problem with strong men?” I asked.
If her hair wasn’t wrapped up in a towel, she would have tossed it over her shoulder with all the attitude that she was showing. “No man will ever tell me what to do,” she vowed. “Their job is to please me, not the other way around.” I had to bite my lip to keep myself from saying something condescending. “I can’t imagine a woman ever letting a man tell her what to do.”
I couldn’t keep my mouth shut, even though I knew that I ought to. “But you don’t find anything wrong with a woman telling a man what to do?”
“Men don’t have to prove their strength or superiority,” she retorted haughtily. “If women aren’t careful, they’ll let masculinity set us back fifty years.”
I just stared at her.
This chick was off her nut.
Now, while I was all for female empowerment, my self-esteem wasn’t fragile enough to be threatened by a man’s masculinity. Letting a man be a man didn’t prevent me from being a woman, strong or otherwise. So, yeah, I thought underground fighting was sexy, and I thought guys like Hunter Finley and Talon Draven were hot as hell. I also wasn’t going to let this girl get away with judging my taste in men.
“Well, while I can appreciate your stance on the opposite sex, I like that alpha-male stuff, and I make no apologies for it,” I told her.
“Unless he becomes too much for you to handle,” she replied coolly.
“I think this is one of those times when we’ll have to agree to disagree,” I said diplomatically. “If nothing else, we’ll never fight over the same guy.”
That seemed to be enough to get Jessica off her high horse. “True,” she said, the attitude gone for the moment. “So, are you really going to stay home?”
I looked back at the text from Hunter, then said, “I don’t know. I just got invited to a party.”
“You should go,” she encouraged. “Even if you’re not going to the Cherry House, a party will do you some good. It’ll help loosen you up.”
Screw it.
Me:Sure.
Kidnapper #1:Great. I’ll pick u up @ 9
Me:R u going 2 babysit me all nite?
Kidnapper #1:It’s a surprise
That got a laugh out of me. While it wasn’t necessary to babysit me, I knew that Hunter wouldn’t invite me to a party just to ditch me later. I also knew that I was safe with Hunter. There was no way that I was going to get roofied on his watch.
Looking back up at Jessica, I said, “I just texted Hunter that I’ll go to the party with him.”
Jessica scowled. “What’s the point of going to a party with a guy? It’s like taking sand to the beach.”
“I’m not looking to hook up with anyone, Jessica,” I answered. “I just really want to go and hang out. You know, have a few beers and a good time.”
She shook her head at me again. “That sounds so boring.”
