Page 6 of Love Sick

A few chuckles follow.

“She propositioned me at a party once,” says another male.

“Shut up,” Deep Voice says, the eye roll apparent in his tone.

“What happened to the red dress, Santini? Thought I might have an opening, then she talks to you and disappears.”

“That was Sapphire Rose. She introduced herself, and I left to get a drink. I don’t know where she went after.”

Another tear falls when I squeeze my eyes shut. He’ddismissedme. Surely he understands that’s not polite behavior?

Ugh. Why am I crying about it? Parties are too stressful.

“I know who she was,” says the first voice. “I was getting her a drink, cockblocker.”

Oh. It’s Asher.

“The rumor doesn’t bother you?” Deep Voice asks.

What? What rumor?

“Um. Did you see her? I’d give her a spot too if she’d put that mouth around my di—”

“Shutup, Asher,” Deep Voice says. “My wife is here.”

Wait, what the—

“I don’t mind,” comes the amused female voice. “Could she even find your dick, Asher? Like one of those stir straws, right? Girl would probably need a magnifying glass.”

A chorus of laughter breaks out, and a smile touches my lips. I’m glad I didn’t accept a drink from that douche.

“Yeah, yeah, Cat.” Asher’s voice is tinged with amusement. “You’re hilarious.”

Her feminine laughter drifts away. “Let me get you a refill, string bean.”

The door opens and closes.

Deep Voice sighs. “You’re such an asshole, Asher.”

“I know. But hey, ifDr. Rosefucks to get ahead, I can show her all the fast lanes. She’ll have the easiest intern year ever.”

My mind spins in a million directions.Fucks to get ahead.Why do they think that about me?

I glance at my red dress. My red heels. Maybe—

No. It’s not about tonight, or the way I look. These are preconceived notions.

Except, I don’t have sex to get ahead in life. I don’t have sex at all—not for the past two years. The last time had ended catastrophically—

It’s like fucking an ice queen.

Yeah. No thanks to repeating that. The switch on my libido is flipped to a permanent OFF.

Well, it was off until that demonically tempting hand flaunted itself in my face not ten minutes ago. Who knew hands could be so alluring?

But then he just walked away…

Oh, my god. He knew about this rumor, didn’t he?

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