“Yeah. I haven’t really told the guys yet, but I’m sure they already know. But I like to head out and get a fat, greasy burger every now and then.”
We all laughed, and Bennett brushed it off with a shrug.
“And he never brings us one,” Watson said with a shake of his head.
Ben grinned. “It’s my bad habit. Let me have it.”
“Since we’re going around talking about bad habits, I guess I’ll have to tell you mine.” Leo took a deep breath and ran both his hands through his blond hair. “I drink way too many energy drinks.”
“Like, Red Bull?”
“Especially Red Bull. I don’t even drink it for the energy. I just like the taste of it,” he admitted.
I found it adorable that after making out with each other, we all sat here in a circle, talking about our bad habits. But that’s what I hoped would come from this. Opening up and getting to know each other better. This wouldn’t just end up being a sexual relationship.
“I enjoy a Red Bull every now and then,” I admitted. “But only mixed with Vodka.”
The guys laughed, and as I ate my last bite of cake, I looked over at Kline. I raised a brow, waiting for him to tell me what he wasn’t so proud of. “What about you, Kline?”
“I don’t have bad habits.”
“That can’t be right. Come on…what’s yours?” I asked.
“Hate to say this…but in all these years of being his friends, we never found a bad habit. He’s perfect,” Watson told me with a chuckle.
I scrunched up my nose. “How?”
“We have no idea. Maybe that’s his bad habit. Being a damn perfectionist,” Leo said.
“Huh…” I studied Kline as he raised a brow at me in amusement.
“You don’t think perfectionism is a bad habit?” he asked.
“It definitely can become bad if it’s excessive. But overall…I don’t think it’s as bad as having a Red Bull addiction.”
We all laughed, and Bennett pulled me to his side with his arm wrapped around my shoulders. “There are many things we’ll learn about each other in the future. Thank you for being honest with us, sweetheart.”
I smiled up at him, then looked at the others. “Thank you for being honest with me too. I had a great evening with you. Again.”
And it wouldn’t be the last.
Chapter 20
WATSON
I stood in the middle of the bar, looking up at the lit-up, no-smoking sign that Kline had assigned someone to put up yesterday morning.
I was a smoker. An occasional one. I wasn’t proud of it, especially because I truly didn’t have a reason to smoke. I also hated how it felt to go buy a pack of cigarettes. It felt wrong. Hell, I hated the smell of cigarettes, and I hated how I stank after smoking one.
Still…I couldn’t quit.
“I knew you wouldn’t be happy about this,” Leo said as he walked up beside me. “But maybe the reason why that’s up there will finally help you quit for good.”
I sighed and ran a hand through my hair. “Don’t get me wrong…I truly like her, and after our second date on Tuesday, she’s been all I’ve been thinking about. But did she have to drop a bomb like that on us?”
Leo raised a brow. “She’s got asthma, man. All she asked was for you not to smoke in front of her. It’s not like she told you to stop.”
“No, she didn’t. But—”