Page 53 of Bourbon Bliss
Bowie scoffed. “Ignore those two. They don’t understand.”
“Like you’re some relationship expert,” Gibson said. “You haven’t been dating Cass that long.”
“We’ve been through our share of ups and downs already,” Bowie said, his tone even. “Don’t be a dick.”
Gibson just shook his head.
“What happened?” Bowie asked.
“My assistant brought my bunny—”
“Hold up,” Gibson said. “Did you just saybunny?”
“Yeah.”
“I don’t even know what to say to that.”
Jonah stifled a laugh.
“She’s my pet.”
“That’s a surprising piece of information,” Bowie said. “I’d have pegged you as more of a dog person.”
“I played football for ten years. I traveled too much to have a dog. I needed a pet that could be alone a lot, but still be friendly when I was home. That’s my little Marshmellow.”
They all stared at me, open-mouthed.
“Judge me all you want.” I took a drink. “You’ll see when you meet her. She’s goddamn adorable.”
“Okay, moving on from the bunny,” Bowie said. “What does this have to do with Juney?”
“My assistant Andrea brought Mellow, along with some paperwork for me. June met her and it all seemed fine. But when Andrea left, June launched into this thing about how I shouldn’t trust her, mostly because Andrea had forgotten to fill up Mellow’s water.”
“June isn’t prone to overreacting,” Bowie said. “I have a hard time believing she was that upset over your bunny’s water.”
“It wasn’t just that. She got on my case about not reading through all the paperwork I had to sign, but that’s Andrea’s job. And she said Andrea was glaring at her or something.”
“Uh-oh,” the three men said in unison.
“What?”
“WasAndrea glaring at her?” Bowie asked.
“No,” I said. Had she been? “I don’t think so.”
“And how’d you respond to June’s accusation of glaring?” Bowie asked.
“I said I knew Andrea was pretty, but June didn’t need to be jealous like that.”
Bowie and Jonah both winced. Gibson shook his head, like he couldn’t believe he was talking to such a moron.
“Jesus, GT, you didn’t really say that to her, did you?” Bowie asked.
“Something like that,” I said. “I should have left out the pretty remark, huh…”
“You think?” Gibson asked.
“All I meant was, June has absolutely no reason to be jealous of Andrea. She’s worked for me for seven years. If I was going to mess around with her, I would have done it a long time ago. We have a strictly professional relationship and we always have.”
