I groaned and I wasn’t sure if it was from lifting weights or the idea of an actual blind date. I had never been on one of those in my life, because really, I never needed to. I didn’t have a problem finding willing participants.
“C’mon, man. Blaire is great. She and my wife have been friends for years. She’s gorgeous, even though I would never let Emily hear that. She has a great job; she works as a lawyer downtown at one of those big fancy firms. She’s what you need. Someone with a good head on her shoulders, and won’t bring a shit ton of drama into your life.”
I shrugged one shoulder as I sat up. “I don’t know. What if we don’t hit it off? Is that gonna make things awkward between us? And a lawyer? Are you saying I’d be going out with a cougar?”
“What the fuck ever.” Ty elbowed me in the stomach as I stood up and we began walking toward the locker room. “No, it wouldn’t make things awkward. That is unless you don’t show up on Friday since I already told her you would.”
“What?” I snapped, and Ty just smirked back at me. Asshole. And if I canceled, it would make me look like the douchebag. I liked working with Ty, but sometimes he was just a tiny bit demanding.
“And she’s only a couple of years older than you. I don’t think that would make her a cougar, unless you’re into that, then sure, if that’s how you want to think.”
I didn’t really want to date. I think Della had ruined me, or something. But maybe, just maybe, it would help get me out of the slump I felt like I was in. At least it would manage to take my mind off of things for a while.
“I’M NOT GOING in there, Mia.”
She faced me, batting her eyelashes, her mouth turning down into a frown. “Oh, come on. Don’t be such a pansy-ass. It’ll just be for one sec, promise.”
I gripped the steering wheel, giving her another sideways glance, wondering how I ended up going out with her today in the first place. She had been all flirty, more than usual, really. She called last night to ask if I wanted to have lunch and shoot some pool. I agreed after she begged me for a few minutes. It wasn’t like I didn’t enjoy hanging out with her. She was a fun girl to be around, and always managed to make things interesting.
But then she started leaning over the pool table while we were playing, wiggling her ass in my face in those tight pants of hers that looked painted on, and then pretending like she didn’t know how to play just so I would touch her. Yeah, I didn’t let that happen. I didn’t want to give her the wrong idea.
Especially since I met Blaire.
Yeah, it had only been about a week since the double date that I had been dreading, but we really hit it off. Ty wasn’t lying when he told me how gorgeous she was. She had long silky brown hair that hung past her shoulders, emerald green eyes that were warm and sparkled whenever she talked, as if her eyes were always laughing about something. She was petite, barely reaching my shoulders with heels on, and I could probably wrap my arms around her waist twice if I tried. She was smart, too, but not one of those people that tried to make you feel like an idiot with all of their knowledge. We had been out one other time by ourselves since the blind date, just meeting up for lunch during the work week, but we already set up another date for next weekend.
Blaire was refreshing.
“Justin, just run in with me. I promise Della isn’t home.” She pointed to the driveway, and I nodded, seeing that Della’s car wasn’t there.
“Fine,” I huffed loudly before slowly releasing my seat belt. “And then I’m dropping you off at your friend’s house, right?”
I wasn’t about to let her drive after we were done playing pool. She finished off a pitcher of beer by herself, and after seeing her sway on her feet a few times, I figured I would take her home.
“Yeah, I just need to grab a few things,” she said to me over her shoulder, pulling out a set of keys from her purse.
I followed her into the house, feeling uncomfortable that I was walking into the place where Della lived. I tried not to imagine her here with Nash. I tried not to think about her bedroom, and the bed that she slept in, probably naked, and what I wouldn’t give just to see her.
“What are you doing here?” Mia snapped, and I looked up, my eyes locking with Della’s, whose mouth was hanging open in shock, her blue eyes wide as she stared at me.
I think mine did the same exact thing as soon as I saw her, sitting on the couch in their living room. Nash stood behind her, his eyes narrowed in my direction as Mia placed one hand on her hip, obviously pissed.