Yup. I can see it.
She leans her elbows on the table and places her hands on each side of her mouth. “Word has it he has ahugesexual appetite. Apparently, that’s not the onlyhugething about him,” she whispers.
“Err… Zoe—”
“If I’m not going to get dicked down by Roark anymore, Collin Dennison is a damn good upgrade.”
I’m dumbstruck by her confession.
“I’ll be right back.”
With that, she’s gone.
Un-freaking-believable.
CHAPTER 9
Roderick
After greeting Aaron’s parents and his sister Claire, I weave my way through their modest home until I reach the gardens. The man of the hour is surrounded by a group of friends.
“Hey, Mr. Bigshot!” I shout.
“Holy shit, man, you came,” Aaron cheers when he sees me.
He steps away from his small circle and walks towards me. A few people huddle together point my way and whisper. I pay them no mind, as my nana used to say. This day is about Aaron.
“Of course. I’m proud of you,” I say before taking him in a bro hug.
“I still can’t believe it,” he says, patting me a few times on the back before breaking our embrace.
“You didn’t even ask me to work my network to help get your foot in the door. You did it on your own like a big boy.”
“I don’t mooch off of friends. Even big celebrities like you, Wolfe,” he play-punches me.
“Former celebrity,” I correct. “Now I can go pretty much anywhere incognito.”
“You’re full of shit. Women still drop their panties when you walk in a room. I don’t get the same treatment. That makes you a celebrity in my book.”
“You’re too easily impressed,” I joke.
“You just have to flash your perfect smile and they line up. I have to show my dog tags to get any action these days. The facial scars are a big turn off. They aren’t very attractive,” he says, pointing to the side of his face.
I frown at his comments. “Then those women don’t deserve you. Your facial scars are a badge of honor and courage,” I remind him.
“Well, they do make me memorable,” he grimaces.
I place a hand on his shoulder. “Stop it, Aaron. You’re a war hero. Any woman who can’t see that isn’t worth your time.”
He gives me a small smile.
“At least I’m blonde and I have blue eyes. I have that over your pretty ass.”
“Haven’t you ever heard of tall,darkand handsome?” I retort.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah.”
We both laugh.
