Page 5 of Get Undressed With Me

“I thought you were dating Diamond.”

“She dumped me.”

Gus looked up at that.

“When did that happen?”

“Last month. Someone told her some lies about me. She believed them and dumped me.”

“What lies?”

“Does it really matter?”

Robbie ran his hands through his hair, quick, clearly frustrated with the conversation. But at this point, Gus was mostly immune to Robbie’s moods.

“It matters if you want her back.”

Robbie looked up at him at that.

“You think I can?”

“Not if you’re going out picking up women at clubs, no. But if you can sit down with her to talk to try to prove she heard lies, then maybe. Diamond’s a smart woman.”

Gus liked Diamond. She was no Brittany, but she was intelligent and funny and ran her own streaming page with makeup tips, including the occasional wild art piece. Because of her popularity, she was often hired to do the makeup at various magazine shoots, worked with other influencers, etc. She was solid, and someone he had thought could make Robbie wake up and start acting like a grown man.

But if she had dumped him…

“What lies, Robbie?”

Robbie just shook his head.

“I think Brittany got to her with some nonsense. That girl is batshit. No idea why I dated her so long.”

“She’s not batshit.”

Gus had spoken automatically but knew in the moment it was a mistake. Proven true when Robbie spun his gaze to him.

“What the hell are you talking about? She broke into my apartment and ruined my rig. I lost over a thousand hours of gameplay because of her and had to replace all my equipment.”

Okay, that was a fair point.

But Gus’s mind went back to that night, to Brittany in a miniskirt so short it haunted him, handing him the key she had still warm from her bra. Her eyes had flashed when he accused her of being angry about Robbie dating. There was a hint of disappointment in her look that Gus couldn’t get out of his thoughts.

His mind a thousand miles away, it took Gus a moment to realize he had opened the freezer and was now staring at his keys. He grabbed them.

“The freezer, Robbie?”

Robbie nodded as if it made sense.

“Oh, right, I was going for a popsicle and must have dropped them.”

Gus didn’t have time to lecture Robbie on how stupid that was. He headed to the door.

“Don’t break anything, don’t steal anything, don’t throw a party.”

Robbie called after him just as he was shutting the door.

“Booooring.”

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