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Rooster bursts out laughing. “The fuck?”
Shelby cringes with disgust. “I don’t wanna know, do I?”
Eazy rolls his eyes but slaps my outstretched hand and pulls me in for a shoulder bump. “Gee, I’m so thrilled you’ve been around more lately.” Then he turns and gives Rooster the same greeting.
Shelby cocks her head, studying me intently. “You have been home more lately.”
“Is that a problem?”
“No.” But she still keeps looking at me with that curious tilt to her head.
The moaning around us increases in volume as the party dives deeper into degeneracy.
“We really are a bunch of heathens, huh?” I grumble.
Eazy grins and rubs his hands together like a racoon in a henhouse, proving my point. “Yes, sir, we are.”
Shelby wrinkles her nose and sweeps her gaze around the room. “No other ol’ ladies here tonight, huh?”
“Lilly’s still upstate,” I remind her.
Rooster leans down and whispers something in her ear. By the blush spreading over her cheeks, it’s something filthy. I flick my gaze to the ceiling. They really never get bored with each other, do they?
I glance around the room again. I haven’t even slept with Margot yet. How can I be this infatuated with her?
“We’ll be back,” Rooster says, pushing Shelby ahead of him.
“Sure you will, motherclucker.” I slap Rooster’s shoulder as he passes me. They head for the hallway, navigating the crowd. Fed up, Rooster finally picks Shelby up and carries her.
“They’re cute,” Eazy says, following my gaze. “Never thought we’d see Rooster settle down before forty.”
My body tenses, waiting for him to make some crack about my best friend or his girl. But after a few beats, nothing comes out. He’s too busy staring at the front door. “I invited that Tara chick to come by. You haven’t seen her yet, have you?” he asks.
That’s the last thing I expected to come out of his mouth. Shit, I really am cupid. “No, brother. Why invite her to this?” I circle my finger in the air.
He shrugs. “Rather be upfront from the beginning, you know?”
What a novel approach. “So go pick her up.”
“Nah, I think she’d rather have her own car.” A smirk slips over his face. “In case she wants to make an escape.”
“Smart girl.”
“Hey, Jiggy,” someone says behind me. “Where’ve you been lately?” Bonnie drags her fingers over my shoulder and steps in front of me, her hand lingering on my arm. If she ever bothered to pay attention, she’d know how much I hate that.
I’m way too grumpy for this bullshit tonight. I brush her off. “None of your business.”
She glances at Eazy and raises a come-hither eyebrow.
“No thanks, darlin’.”
She huffs and walks away.
“No thanks, darlin’,” I mimic in a high-pitched voice.
“Oh, sorry, we can’t all be a grouchy dick like you.”
Lala runs up and stops in front of me. “Hi, Jigsaw.” She gives me a cute wiggly finger-wave instead of trying to touch me.