“It was worth a shot. We’ve always gotten on so well.”
We’ve only interacted sexually. There’s never been any casual conversation, no dinners or drinks together. Not even a sleepover and morning coffee. I haven’t traveled with Brandee. Only sex. If that was truly all it took to get on well, I might be willing to consider more. But I’ve lived through the heartache of divorce. I don’t ever want to go through that again.
As I reach for my phone lying atop my suit jacket in the chair by the door, I notice I’ve missed several messages. Quickly opening my message app, I see the Billionaire Boys Club Chat we use when we try to make arrangements to meet has blown up.
BBC Group Chat
8:30 p.m.
Gianni Black
We’re overdue for a boys’ night. I have several new girls to the club you might like to meet. Get your asses down here. Drinks on me. Winky face emoji.
8:35 p.m.
Dr. Love
I’m there!
8:42 p.m.
Bedrock
Sorry guys, I have cardiac caths scheduled first thing in the morning. I’ll catch you next time.
8:45 p.m.
Max Wilde
You suck, Derek. I’ll meet you guys in two hours.
8:52 p.m.
Slick Willy
Oh, I’m so in. Should be there in about an hour.
8:52 p.m.
Dr. Love
Anyone heard from Broadie?
8:55 p.m.
Max Wilde
Broadie, don’t pull a Bedrock and bail. Where are you, man?
Perfect timing.Tucking my phone into my back pocket, I walk over to Brandee. “I’ve gotta run, B.” I give her a peck on the top of her head. “Take care of yourself.”
“Is this really goodbye?” She pouts.
“I think so. You deserve a lot more than what I can give you. You’re smart, young, beautiful. Get yourself a man who’ll treat you like you deserve.”
I cup her chin and give her one last chaste kiss before exiting the room. Pulling my phone from my pocket, I quickly type into the chat.
BBC Group Chat