“Sadie’sdifferent. She wants more than just my dick. All women ever want is to be ableto say they nailed a stripper. She doesn’t seem to care what I do or how Ilook.” I shrug, knowing I’ll never hear the end of this.
“Obviouslynot since it took you damn near a year to get her to agree,” Dare says.
“Ihad to convince her with my winning personality. That’s probably hard for youto understand.”
“Holyshit it is the real thing,” Jeremy says, his face horror stricken. “Say itisn’t so. I haven’t lost another wing man.”
“You’reon your own, at least until you wise up and claim Frannie before it’s toolate.”
Jeremyturns to Tucker. “You’re my last hope. Want to hit the bar this weekend?”
Tuckershakes his head and takes a drink of his beer. “Nope. Not into bar sluts.”
“Butbar sluts know all the best moves!”
Finally,the subject moves from sex to our next job. “So, you’ve located the Northsidering again?”
“Wehave, and since you’re the one who got in good with them last time, it’s up toyou.”
“I’mon it.”
ChapterSeven
Sadie
Afew days after we return, Zoe invites me to her brother Ethan’s eighteenthbirthday party. It’s the first time Justus and I have been with the group as acouple and the taunts begin as soon as we walk in.
“Oh,Sadie! Did you actually agree to date the crazy stripper?” Zoe calls, andeveryone laughs.
“Ireally thought she’d make him work for it a little longer,” Ayda adds, winkingat me.
Justuspulls me close and scoffs. “Please, look at me. A smart girl knows when she’shit the sex god jackpot.”
Shovinghim away, I roll my eyes. “Like you aren’t the obvious winner in thisscenario.”
“Actually,”Tucker speaks up. “I think I won the pot. I had September in the pool.”
Jeremyhuffs. “That’s not fair. You didn’t bet until after she had him go to Oklahomawith her. Of course they were going to get nasty!”
Waita minute. Did they seriously have a betting pool on when I’d fuck Justus?
“Hey,the trip lasted through the end of August and beginning of September. I haveAugust,” Dare argues.
Landonflashes a wide smile. “You’ll have to break the tie, Sadie. When exactly didyou and Justus—Ow! Damn it, woman. I’m trying to settle something here.”
“Youdo not get to ask them when they first fucked!” Zoe says, shaking her head.
“Hey,we need to know who won,” Dare argues, turning to regard me. “If Sadie iswilling to offer the information.”
“I’mwilling to offer you a hearty fuck you. I can’t believe you were all betting onus!”
“Hey,don’t look at me,” Zoe defends. “I was sure he didn’t have a chance.”
“Sowas I,” I grumble and everyone laughs.
Justuspulls out twenty bucks and throws it on the table. “What’s that for?” I ask.
“Ihad February.”