"You didn't know I had it in me? Shut the fuck up, Miles. Listen to how you sound. Do you bang every woman that wants it from you?"

"No, but if they're cute like Sabrina, I'd have a hard time saying no. I mean, Wes, even you have to admit, she looks gorgeous.”

“She's a very beautiful young woman, and you better not even think about it." I will punch my brother if he even looks at Sabrina for too long.

"So is that why you're having her stay at your place to answer your calls? Because you want a second chance?" He starts laughing. "She's totally not going to hook up with you now. You turned her down last year." His eyes narrow as he takes in my face. I avert my gaze from him.

"Holy, fuck, you've banged her."

"Stop using those terms. I have not banged her."

"You tell me right now you've not slept with her."

I stare at him. "I plead the fifth."

"We're not in court, dude. I'm not a police officer. You don't need to plead the fifth."

"We hooked up."

"Wait, what? When?"

"It doesn't matter. But, yeah."

"So, are you guys an item?"

"We're not. We're just, I don't know, friends with benefits or whatever."

He blinks. "Dang, dude. I didn't know you had it in you. So she's playing hot and cold instead of you, and now you're having her stay at your place. What's the end goal here, dude?"

"What do you mean, what's the end goal?"

"I mean, the woman you've been banging as a friend with benefits is going to be moving in with you.”

“I wouldn't say ‘moving in with me.’ She's going to be my live-in assistant, and we're not going to be sleeping together once she gets to my place. She's already made that very clear."

"Oh, okay. So she said y'all are not going to hook up again, and you're just fine with that."

"I am. I respect her as a woman."

"Bullshit detected, bullshit detected," he says, repeating himself.

"Miles, grow up."

"I am grown, but I'm also self-aware. You really think you guys are going to hook up again? Do you really think this is a good idea, Wes?"

"What does that mean?"

"I mean, she's Erica's best friend. She's really sweet. She's innocent. She's got daddy issues."

"Don't say that about her."

"I mean, it's true. Her dad abandoned her, and it's obvious that she carries a chip on her shoulder. I mean, don't get me wrong. I love her. She's my sister. She's awesome. But she isdefinitely carrying some baggage. And now you've gone and slept with her. I mean, what does she think about all this?"

"I don't know, but I didn't just sleep with her to sleep with her. I like her."

"You like her? Obviously, you like her. Wait."

"What?"