No, although quite tempting, Jeff would remain “off limits” to me since I wanted no strain in our friendship and roommate relationship.
Now, the left side of his mouth curved upward in a cocky grin. “So, how did it go, stud muffin?”
“How did what go?”
“The posing shit. I clearly see you took my sage advice and got cash from that dude instead of a rubber check.”
“He offered cash, so I didn’t need your sage adviceafter all.”
“But is the painting done?”
“Done? You think he uses magic or something? Not even close. I don’t even think he’s started it yet.”
“Not started it? Then what the hell did you do over there today?”