Drew Evans, a confident playboy and successful businessman, suddenly isolates himself, claiming he has the flu. The real reason? Katherine Brooks, a smart and ambitious new hire at his father’s firm, turns his life upside down. Drew’s attraction to her challenges his arrogance, leading him to question everything. Can he win at love?
Then she attaches her lips to my neck, sucking and kissing, moaning softly. Have I mentioned that weed makes Kate horny? Oh, yeah, it does. Which is another reason I’m perfectly happy with her current condition. I sweep her up into my arms, princess style. She squeals. Then I tell Jack, “We’ll be in our…
He glares at me, touching his cheek. Then he watches the waitress. “See how she’s rubbing her lower back? And wiping the sweat from her forehead? How she shifts her weight from one foot to the other? What do you think she needs right now?” His face scrunches up with concentration. After a minute, I…
I think about his words for a moment. And then I shrug. “Either way, no harm, no foul. I get peace of mind, Warren gets his pickup skills upgraded, and Kate will be pleasantly surprised that I’m not jumping at the chance to put him in a shallow grave. Everybody wins, right?” Matthew nods thoughtfully…
I just grin. “That’s what friends are for, buddy.” Images Ten minutes later, Erin lies feet up in the recliner with heavy-lidded eyes. She raises one arm slowly, then the other. “This is great. I’m so relaxed.” Steven’s face is slack as he motions toward the shiny grand piano in the corner. “Hey, Billy, why…
I jerk my chin toward girl number two as she walks back to her table of equally unattractive friends. Subpars tend to stick together. “What’s with you and the scary sisters?” “What do you mean?” “I mean your first hookup made Snooki look like Miss America. And that last chick is probably next of kin…
Steven laughs. “See, that’s what I mean. These subliminal messages are tickling my gaydar.” He holds his finger out, pointing to each guy in the room. “Beep. Beep. Beep . . .” Then he points at Matthew. “Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep.” Billy and Jack crack up, and Steven gives them a high five. Matthew makes the jerk-off sign…
Meaning the veritable smorgasbord of available women that can be found in airports and planes. There’s the oh-so-lonely housewife, the overworked businesswoman, the carefree graduate student looking to let loose . . . the flight attendant. In recent years, quality control on that last one has gone majorly downhill. Once upon a time, sex appeal…
“I don’t think so.” “Hello? This is a bachelorette party-and it starts now. You’re not invited. Go compare peckers with the boys, talk about the massive dump you took last night-or whatever it is you do when we’re not around.” I grind my teeth. Clench my jaw. To keep from calling her the crusty crotch…
* * * * * * * * * * Remember the foolish, misguided preschooler who told Mackenzie that penises were better than baginas, a lifetime ago? Yep-that Johnny Fitzgerald. He lives one floor down. Ever since preschool, he and Mackenzie have been connected at the hip. His dad’s an old-money asshole-his mom’s a functioning…
Then the last member of our traveling circus arrives. Care to hazard a guess? “Yo, party people in the house! Who’s ready to rock?!” Yep-it’s the douche bag. For Kate’s sake, I try not to hate him as much as I used to-but some things just can’t be helped. It’s like when you have the…