Page 55 of His Virgin Romance Series

Feeling much better, I stretched and reached for my phone. There were two missed calls from Brent and a long text message. I opened the message and read through it, feeling slightly amused and slightly annoyed at the same time.

“Yo Fucktard…it’s been ages. Have you abandoned me for my sister? Do I need to remind you that you knew me first? I thought it was bros over hoes… Not that my sister is a whore or anything, but you know what I mean. Careful or you might turn into one of those horse-whipped losers whose whole life revolves around their woman. Just saying.”

I rolled my eyes at his obvious attempt to manipulate me into spending more time with him. I decided not to argue with him. Brent could be annoying at the best of times and downright infuriating when he was upset about something. And considering he was Rachel’s brother, I didn’t want to piss him off too much.

I had a shower and then I scarfed down some eggs and toast, despite the fact that it was nearly lunchtime. After I was done, I decided to bite the bullet and just call Brent.

“Hi, dude,” I said, when he picked up.

“Who’s this?” Brent asked mockingly.

“Ha-ha,” I said, rolling my eyes. “Very funny.”

“I’m serious, do I know you?”

“Will you cut the dramatic shit?” I said. “You’re such a child.”

“Hey, it’s gonna be years before I grow up.”

“I’ve realized that.” I nodded.

“So…you got my message?” he asked.

“Yes, I got your message,” I replied. “It was subtle as ever.”

“So I’m assuming you called to meet up soon?” he asked.

“Yep,” I replied. “How about next weekend?”

“Next weekend?” Brent repeated. “That’s so far off… What about tonight?”

“Uh… I actually have plans with Rachel for tonight,” I said, hoping he wouldn’t give me too much grief about it. I was not in the mood, and I had a feeling my patience would give way at some point during this conversation.

“With Rachel?” he said, with a groan. “Seriously?”

“Yes.” I nodded.

“Geez…you’ve seen her a lot lately, haven’t you?”

“Shouldn’t you be happy that I’m spending time with your sister?” I asked.

“Sure, sure whatever,” Brent replied. “I’m just saying, you don’t need to spend all your free time with her. You need some good old guys’ time.”

“Uh, to be honest… I have better conversations with Rachel than I do with the boys.”

“Fuck off.”

“I’m being serious.”

“Dude, it sounds like she’s got you wrapped around her little finger.”

“Better hers than yours.”

“Fine then,” Brent replied, and he sounded a little huffy now. “Next week.”

“Yep.” I nodded, glad that he was letting this go.

“Where should we go?” he asked.

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