Page 67 of Too Enchanting

“That’s good enough for me,” Gabe said.

Dillon nodded and added, “Good, Rena needs a man like you. Someone who sees her for the treasure she is. And, I agree with you about Ross, he always struck me as the weakest Friend, especially after he cheated on a woman like Rachel. What an idiot.”

“You know it’s a show, right? Fiction?” Gabe asked with a chuckle.

“Shut it,” Dillon replied, then said, “I’ve seen some of the stuff you do for Zoey. Going to Comic Con, holding her purse while she’s on panel, so don’t try and act like I’m the one who’s whipped, when you’re just as bad, if not worse.”

“Shit, I’m whipped and happier for it. Zoey is without a doubt the best thing that’s ever happened to me, and I’m not about to do anything to mess that up.”

“Heard,” Dillon said, raising his coffee mug in agreement.

“All right, are we going to do some fishing today, or sit around and gossip all day?” I asked, busting their balls with a grin.

“Fish for breakfast is one of my favorite things,” Gabe said as he rose.

“Bullshit,” Dillon said with a chuckle. “Eggs benedict, or some such fancy shit, is your idea of a good breakfast.”

“Says the man who wears suits every day and likes to eat at restaurants that cost two hundred dollars a plate,” Gabe countered.

I shook my head, thinking how crazy it would be to have the amount of money either of those guys had. Nah, I was good with catching my own meals and living the blue collar life.

I grabbed my gear and headed to the dock. Once my chair was set up, I settled back with my fishing pole in one hand and my coffee in the other, then looked out over the lake. With the early-morning sun reflecting off of it, the sight was amazing, and I wondered how Serena would react if I asked her to come fishing with me sometime.

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