"I'm in," I exclaim to Al. "Let's see who can pick up on more people...let's say tonight at Mitch ' s party. The whole NFL will be there and tons of hot babes."
"Oh yeah, that sounds gooooood," Al shrieks. "I'm always up to catching myself one of your kind."
I shoot one eyebrow up,"My kind," I question. "What do you mean?"
"You know," Al runs her fingers across the wide expanse of my shoulders,"Hot, sexy, buff men like you and of course also a big fat pay check." Al says while batting her eyes up at me.
I roll my eyes and cross my arms, "Whatever sister," as I rub her fingers off of my shoulder,"Better them than me."
"You are soooo mean to me Brent," again Al says with a pout. "But I still love you."
"Just phone numbers ok? Then we can decide which one's we want to actually get with at the end of the night and then set up dates with them after. Sound good?"
"You mean, you actually want to waste time and go on dates? Why not just have them there," Al asks with irritation.
"Ok fine, whatever. Then it's on. "
We slapped each other's hand and said,"It's a deal!"
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The Wisdom of Not Being in My 30's
RomanceThis story is written in the perspective of a man around the age of 27 who fears and runs from love, until he meets Sasha. Sasha has been hurt very bad by her abusive ex. She doesn't think anyone could ever love her again. Embarrassed by her looks...
