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I’m confused.
“Why would I get angry about that?”
She lifts her shoulders. “You seem touchy about personal things.”
“I’m not touchy.” One of her brows flies heavenward to call me directly out on that. “Black.”
“Figured.”
“Why?”
“No reason. I know that Byron is the goalie, and he hates country music. Graham is like the leader of the group, and he oversees everyone. He also doesn’t like cashews. I saw him picking them out of the bowl at the bar. And Wells…he’s a playboy with zero game and no remorse.”
“Zero game?”
“Zero.”
“That man gets more pus—women than anyone I know.”
“Sucks for the women.”
Who is this girl?
“You didn’t find him charming?” I solicit before Hollyn grabs my hand that’s holding my fork and stabs a piece of ham for me.
“Oh, he’s charming,” she retorts. “But then he ramps it up a hundred miles an hour, and just like that”—she snaps her fingers—“it’s gone.”
She is different.
I never doubted it; she reminds me of it every day.
“So, Weston’s lack of movement to ask you on a date really does it for you, huh?”
Hollyn frowns and I know I flipped the script on her. But, honestly, this woman can do so much better than him; it’s stupid sick.
“I’m not going to get into the specifics with you about him when you do things like that.”
“I’m only trying to point out, Shorty, that there’s you, and then there’s him.”
“What does that mean?”
“It means he is lazy, selfish, and a phony. While you, you are a whole different animal. You are hardworking, you care about people, and you are the most genuine person, I’ve ever met. You’re not ever afraid to be just you.”
“Would you please stop complimenting me? It’s making me uncomfortable,” she cuts in, covering her face with one hand and with a small giggle escaping. “You’re driving me crazy.”
I mindlessly smirk, “I forgot a few more, beautiful, funny…..hungry.”
She laughs a boisterous laugh and uncovers her face.
“Are you blushing, Shorty?”
“No,” she says, covering her face again.
“Then ask me something embarrassing.”
“No.”
“You know you want to know about me,” I taunt lightly. “It probably eats at you all day.”
