Page 47 of Catch You

She squeals in excitement as she curls herself onto the other couch where she must have been before we interrupted her evening, if her half-empty bottle of wine is anything to go by.

“Book Friday off. I’m not working, so we’ll spend the day getting you date ready.”

“I can’t, I’ve got too much to do.”

“Too much to get a fresh wax?”

I throw a cushion at her and turn the TV up in hope of drowning her out.

“Don’t do this to me,” she warns. “I tell you all about the guys I spend time with.”

I groan. Don’t I know it.

“I don’t ask for most of the shit you share, B.”

“Maybe not, but I was hoping to get the same in return when you eventually found someone.”

“I wouldn’t describe one date as ‘finding someone.’”

She shrugs. “Not important. Is he as perfect and dreamy as he looks?”

“He’s a good guy.”

“Agood guy? My dad is a good guy. James,” she says with a sigh, naming the LA Vipers head coach, “is a good guy. You gottagive me more than that. Does he give you tingles when he says your name in that accent?”

“Tingles, yes,” I admit, much to her delight. “And I don’t know him well enough to give you much else.”

“You’ve seen him naked. What more do you need to know?”

“You’re a fucking nightmare.”

12

COREY

“What the fuck is up with you?” Oz asks after seeing his afternoon client out of the studio.

I wasn’t aware that how I was feeling was written all over my face.

“I’ve got a date tomorrow night,” I admit.

“Yes, man. Get in there. Wait … why is that making you look like someone just drowned your puppy?”

“I’ve never been on one before, let alone planned one.”

“Huh.” He drops down on the sofa in front of me and puts his feet up on the coffee table. “So, I’m assuming you want to end the night fucking this girl?”

I open my mouth to respond. Usually, I wouldn’t hesitate in giving anyone the details of my plans for ending the night, but with Harlow in mind, it seems wrong.

“I wouldn’t be against it.”

“Oh fuck, man,” he says excitedly.

“W-what?”

“She’s got you fucking whipped. Is this the girl Snake was telling me about?”

Fucking hell, I forgot those two spend their time gossiping like they’re at a fucking Women’s Institute meeting.

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