Chapter 7

“Well?”

Lowering the bottle from my lips, I tried for a smile. “Hey, how was the rest of the party?”

He smirked and crossed his arms over his chest. “Like you care. You were off getting laid by Brady Laurens.”

Judging by the sudden heat in my face, I guessed I was probably blushing. “Still. I am sorry to duck out on you like that. Was it okay?”

“Sure. If I had the opportunity to get it on with Linda Rawley, I would have left you high and dry.”

“Was that one of the girls here?”

Rick gaped at me. “Seriously?”

“What?”

“She’s the hot blonde in the same TV series as Brady Laurens.”

“Oh.” I shrugged. “Well, I don’t actually watch it. I only know about it because I knew Brady from before.”

“You’re hopeless,” Rick said. “Hey. Do you think he could…?”

“No. Don’t even ask. I am not going to get Brady to help you meet Linda Rawley.”

“You suck.” But Rick was grinning, so I knew he wasn’t really bothered by my refusal.