Page 98 of My Rules

“Because I do.” Henley widens his eyes. “Everybody knows that.”

“I seriously doubt that.” I go back to reading my paper. “I’m going to download this app myself. I’m actually digging this vampire shit.”

“Okay, you read a vampire one, I’ll read an alien one, and Henley, you read a kink one.”

“What kind of kink?” He frowns.

“I don’t know, like ...” Antony shrugs as he tries to think. “I can’t even think of a kink that women would want.”

“Dildo?”

“That’s not a kink, that’s normal,” Henley replies.

I smirk as I keep reading the paper.

“What?”

“No woman’s ever pulled a dildo out on me. My cock is more than enough.”

They roll their eyes. “In your dreams.”

Antony looks around as if remembering something. “Oh, I almost forgot why I came over. Is my duffel bag here?” he asks.

“Why would it be here?” I frown.

“Last year you borrowed it for something.”

“I don’t remember.” I think for a moment. “Oh, there is a random bag underneath the bed in the second spare bedroom upstairs.”

“You didn’t think to return it?”

“I didn’t know whose it was!”

He takes off up the stairs.

“Did Rebecca sleep with her date last night?” Henley asks.

“No. She did not.”

“How do you know?”

“Because I dropped her at home.”

His eyes light up. “Did you sleep with her?”

“This isn’t a fucking porno. She’s not sleeping with everyone, you know.”

“Did you fight?”

“Will you just shut up about Rebecca Dalton?” I keep eating. “I give zero fucks about her.”

He smiles into his coffee cup as he watches me.

“Stop.”

Antony walks back into the room with the duffel bag under his arm.

“You found it?” I ask.

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