Page 74 of Not Another Yesterday
“Uh-huh.” Audrey nods, nudging her friend. “Allie’s my best friend. We shareeverything.”
“Huh, that’s a great friend,” I say. “But sorry, I don’t give out my number.”
“How about your address?” Allie asks, cocking her head.
Brazen.“Also no.”
“Well, that’s no fun,” Audrey pouts. “Tell you what, how about I give yououraddress and you can decide if you’re up for some fun with us tonight?” She plucks a napkin from the holder and reaches for a pen clipped to my jeans pocket, fingers brushing the side of my thigh. “We live within walking distance,” she says with a wink.
I chuckle. “You’re not worried I’m some psycho serial killer?”
Allie snorts. Audrey just smirks. “Are you?”
“No.”
“Good, now that we’ve cleared that up.” Audrey scribbles something on the napkin.
I’m taken aback by their forwardness. I’ve been hit on before. Plenty. But I can’t recall ever being propositioned for a… threesome?
“Let me go get your drinks.”
“What. The. Fuck,” Shane whisper-shouts at me, his eyes huge when I reach him and Jack. They were obviously eavesdropping.
“You’re taking them up on their offer, right?” Jack says, a prominent grin on his lips.
I chuckle. “What? Fuck, no!”
Shane gasps audibly, his eyes wide. “And why the fuck not?”
“Ran, seriously, why wouldn’t you?” Jack looks past me to the two girls. “They’re both hot as fuck and they’re literally inviting you to have a threesome with them!”
“You used to live for that shit!” Shane says.
I frown at him. He can’t possibly believe I’m ready to start hooking up with random girls again. “Damn, guys, why don’t you two hit them up?” I growl.
Jack shrugs. “Can’t. We’re currently under female supervision, remember?” Is it me or do I detect a note of envy in his voice?
Shane nudges me with his shoulder. “Could be the perfect distraction tonight. I mean, if Cat’s out there moving on, why shouldn’t you at least pretend to try?”
What’s left of my withered heart squeezes in my chest at the image his words conjure—Cat’s mouth on someone else’s, her fingers touching someone else’s body.
“Did you really have to say it like that?” The memory of her kissing that frat guy at the party is still prominently featured in my head.
“Sorry, but—”
“You made your point, guys.” I turn my attention to Jack. “Can I get those damn drinks now?”
He holds up his hands in surrender, already reaching for the bottles. “Suit yourself, man.”
A minute later, he slides two glasses toward me, an imploring look on his face. I shake my head at him and Shane, then go deliver the drinks.
Audrey and Allie are already watching me.
“Here you go, handsome,” Audrey says. She takes the napkin, folds it with slow, deliberate fingers, and slides it into the back pocket of my jeans, her hand lingering far too long. “I promise we’ll make it worth your while. What time do you get off?”
Fuck it. “Two.”
“Great. Maybe you’d like toget offa second time tonight,” Allie purrs, raising an eyebrow.
