Page 34 of Bona Fide

Chase: LOL, you’re stupid.

Me: But I bet you laughed.

Chase: Which is pathetic.

Chase: I need a life.

"How about you invite the dude out sometime with us," Andy says. "That way, there is less pressure."

“Why, so you can mack on him all night?” I give him a dismissive wave of my hand. “No, thank you.”

“I’ll need to make sure he’s not secretly gay.”

“He’s not gay.”

Andy squints his eyes. “But how do you know?”

“Stop.”

“And I need to make sure he is good enough for you.” He wiggles a fry in my direction to make more of his point.

“And you want to check him out.”

He nods while taking another bite of his burger. “Won’t deny that.”

“See.”

“Was just a suggestion.”

“I appreciate it, but I’m not ready to meet him just yet. Not now.”

Andy shrugs. “Fair enough, girl.”

"Reagan?" My eyes follow the voice, glancing up to a dark-haired man with glasses staring back down at me.

Oh fuck.

"Hey…" I greet, inching closer to the edge of the bench, so he doesn’t sit down next to me.

Dexter, if you all need the reminder, is the dude I fucked in the back office a few months back with his buddy. He was great, the other one though…

My one-night bar stand steals a glimpse at Andy before speaking again. “How are you?”

Why did you come over here and make shit awkward?

“Doing good.”

Dexter shoves his hands into the front of his jeans. “That’s good.”

I gesture to my friend. “This is Andy. Andy, Dexter.”

Andy doesn’t bother to shake his hand, too invested in his burger. “Nice to meet you, man.”

"Yeah, you too," he replies back, not pulling his gaze from me. "I was going to ask if you wanted to come sit with Billy and I, but I don't want to pry you away from your meal and company."

Again, then why the fuck did you come over here?

I open my mouth to thank him, but Andy does instead. "Who's your friend?" Dexter points somewhere in the bar behind him, and Andy's eyes follow. "The cute brunette?"

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