I know it’ll mean we see each other even more, but I’m the one who’s been going out of my way lately to accost her. Not the other way around. I need to text Summer. Out of all the women in the club, she seems to have the best advice, and for some reason, I tolerate her annoying me.
I shake my head. “It’s fine. We’ll work around it.”
He gives me a chin lift. “You tappin’ it?”
I can’t lie to him so I stay silent.
He nods. “Always thought I’d see you two settle down,” he says out of nowhere. “Where there are flames, there’s fire, brother.”
“It’s more complicated than you realize,” I say, palming the back of my neck. “Everythin’ is when it comes to Luna.”
He gives me a look that says he understands. “Heard.”
“Gonna head out.” I thumb toward the door, and when I leave, I can’t help but think that I just got reprimanded by the fuckin’ school principal for looking in the girls’ locker room.
I’m fucked.
I know I am.
I pull my phone out and text Summer.
So, you got any words of wisdom for what women want these days?
Tink
You said a mouthful there. Luna troubles?
When don’t I have Luna troubles?
You have seemed happier lately, less grunting and nostril flaring
I said words of wisdom, not be a smart ass
Not that I’m a big expert, but women want to be wooed.
WTF
You know, wined and dined. Girls like pretty things, T. It isn’t that hard.
Pretty things? Is she kidding?
I can see you’re going to be no help
Be specific, what do you need help with? Figuring out a woman’s brain will take more than a few text messages
All of you are so hot and cold
And y’all aren’t?
I roll my eyes. I can just imagine her snickering.
Say one thing, mean another, a man can’t keep up
I think with Luna, it’s pretty straight forward. You have to be honest with her. Tell her how you feel
I scratch my chin. I know she’s right, but I’m not good at this kind of thing.
She’s a spitfire no matter what. Telling her how I feel isn’t all that simple