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“So the new hottiewasn’tscoping you out at Drip a few days ago?”
“He just looked at me, that’s all.” Although, I did catch him looking at my ass, and it sure as hell felt like he’d been checking me out. But I wasn’t about to add fuel to Luna’s fire.
“Well, Monica said it was more than that, that the dude was ogling you like you were a three-course meal and he hadn’t eaten in a month.”
“Like I said, she exaggerated.”
Right?
Nope, I silently screamed to myself. I wasn’t going to start questioning it because it didn’t matter. Not at all.
She looked at me, her expression pinched with skepticism. “Was she also exaggerating when she said she thought you’d stroked out for a minute and lost the power of speech when he came up and introduced himself to you?”
I snorted and took a gulp of my margarita, smiling as I admitted, “No, she might have been spot-on with that one.”
Luna’s head fell back on a laugh. “At least you’re willing to own it.”
“It’s not my fault! There isn’t a woman on the planet who could help it,” I defended. “I mean, the dude had dimples, for Christ’s sake.Dimples.”
“No way,” she breathed, her attention rapt.
“Have you seen him yet?”
She let out a beleaguered sigh and poked her bottom lip out in a dramatic pout. “No,” she said grumpily. “And I’m starting to feel really bitter about it. It’s like I’m the only one in town who hasn’t spotted him yet. It’s not fair.”
“Yeah. Well, I’ll tell you, the rumors don’t do the guy justice. I thought I was going to swallow my tongue. I can’t even remember the entire interaction. I think I blacked out for a few seconds.”
She choked on the drink she’d just taken, and we both burst into laughter.
“I’m serious,” I giggled when the hilarity finally tapered off. “I thought you all were being ridiculous when you talked about him, but I get it now. For real.”
She dropped her head back on a groan. “Oh my God. And he totally hit on you. I hate you so much right now.”
“Trent didn’t hit on me,” I insisted.
I realized my mistake as soon as her eyes bugged out. “Trent?” A wicked grin pulled at her lips.
“You’re ridiculous,” I groaned into my margarita.
“And you’re on a first name basis now,” she teased in a sing-song voice.
“What? It’s his name,” I cried on a bewildered laugh, throwing my free hand out. “What else am I supposed to call him?”
“Oh no,Trentis fine. I betTrentwould love you using his name.”
“I hate you,” I grumbled into my glass. “I really do.”
“SoTrentis hot, huh?”
“Yes. Unnaturally hot.”
“Damn.” She collapsed back into her chair. “I knew it. So what are you going to do?”
My brow furrowed in confusion. “Do about what?”
“About the new guy!” she cried in exasperation. “You going to hit that or what?”
My eyes bugged out and I nearly choked on my drink. “Of course not. I don’t even know the guy.”
