Page 50 of The Nice Guy
His frame is slimmer, and he does pull off a suit pretty well. “Not bad, actually. Although, you know most people hate Jamie, right?”
“I’m channelin’ Jamie from the first season. We didn’t hate him that much then, right?”
Rolling her eyes, Darla takes Brynlee’s hand. “Let’s get a drink. Beer for Rhett, a Cosmo for Carter, straight tequila for me, and a soda for you.”
“Hey!” Carter calls.
“I just don’t really like the taste of alcohol,” Brynlee says, letting Darla pull her away.
When she glances back and gives me her bedroom eyes, I smirk back. She’ll have me. She has all of me.
“You two could heat a small country with the fire between you,” Carter says and slaps a hand on my shoulder. “Things are still goin’ well?”
“Amazin’,” I say. “I’m takin’ your advice. I’m no longer preparin’ to get left. That woman owns me, man, and whatever happens, happens.”
“I know the feelin’,” he says. “Has she said anythin’ about what she and Darla are doin’ when they get together?”
Shaking my head, I shrug. “Nope. Do you want me to ask?”
“She’ll probably tell you the same bullshit thing Darla tells me.Girl time. At least it’s given me a chance to miss my wife again with all of the hours she doesn’t have at work. I swear, Doris wants to run the business into the ground before she retires. I don’t think she understands that the more profitable the business, the higher she can sell it for.”
“Maybe she doesn’t want to sell it? Maybe she’d rather let it die with her.”
He sighs. “I don’t know, but at least Darla seems happier. I’m finally gettin’ some again, so I can’t really complain too much about whatever it is she’s doin’ with your girl.”
Shocked, I stare at him. “You weren’t havin’ sex?”
“Life, you know?”
No, I don’t know, actually. It’s been about a month since Brynlee and I met, and we haven’t stopped ravaging each other since she offered herself to me that terrible day that turned out to be the best of my life. We don’t have two kids and money issues weighing us down, I suppose.
“You two still goin’ at it like rabbits?”
I just smile and lick my lips as Brynlee and I lock eyes while she stands beside the bar with Darla waiting for our drinks. “She looks like such a good girl, but she has a naughty side to her.”
“You’re so damn lucky with that.”
“You have no idea. She has a drawer full of lingerie, and I haven’t seen it all yet. There’s no one out here like her, Carter.”
“Have you told her you’re in love with her yet?”
Tearing my eyes from my sexy girlfriend, I shake my head. “Still seems too soon. I don’t want to scare her off.”
“I don’t think it’ll scare her off.”
“I need to be sure before I do.”
“What’s the deal with her ex? Darla commented that she was engaged to some guy in Chicago?”
I shrug. “We don’t talk about it. I don’t really want to know about the ones before me. Less to compare myself to, you know?”
Tim walks up to us with Sandy, the woman I lost my virginity to at eighteen. She winks at me, and Tim stops and stares. “You and Brynlee are a real thing? Like… still?”
“Yes, they are,” Carter says and squares up in case Tim steps out of line.
“Calm down, Mr. Wall Street stockbroker. I’m just askin’. I can see you’re into the couple costumes. That’s so… cute.”
It’s hard to hold in my laughter at his jealousy. He’s dressed as a boxer while Sandy wears some type of milkmaid outfit, I think. “At least we make sense together.”
