I cut my eyes over to him because he knows I don’t like talking about this. Ever.
“But would it be any good for her?” I challenge. “You fucking know better, so I don’t want to hear about this shit anymore. Drop it.”
At that, Harvey looks away, unable to hold my gaze. A strained pause stretches between us until he clears his throat. “I’ll just leave you to it then.”
I’m being an asshole. It’s the first way I lash out. Harvey has been the recipient of my anger so many times I don’t think he really expects anything else. But he doesn’t deserve that. He didn’t do anything wrong. My life is just a convoluted mess of shitty circumstances.
Before he can walk out the door, I stop him. “H.”
He looks over his shoulder at me.
I sigh. “Want to grab a drink after work?”
Harvey takes my puny peace offering with a smile. “Yeah, I’m actually meeting up with Blue tonight, so you can meet us there.”
Surprise flits over my features. “Blue—really?”
“Yeah, she’s a fun chick,” he says with a shrug.
“Well, good for you,” I say, and I mean it.
He nods. “See you later then?”
“Yeah.”
As soon as Harvey walks out, leaving me alone again, I slump back in my chair and let out a sigh.
One day.
One fucking day, and Trix Valentine got me so fucked in the head, that I’m even taking it out on my best friend.
I have to get her out of my system and off of my mind.
And there’s only one thing to do when a woman gets under your skin. You get on top of a different one.
It’s time that my self-imposed dry spell ended. Tonight.
Chapter 18
Trix
I’m on a fricken roll.
Day five, and I’ve got this shit handled. Eros himself is practically high-fiving me from the heavens.
Okay, not really. But I am making Matches. I’m gonna be Cupid 2.0 in no time. The Veil is gonna yank me in for a solid bro-hug. It misses me. I can feel it.
Or maybe that’s the alcohol I’m feeling...
“Another!”
I thought Blue and Bea could drink? Well, they got nothin’ on Hummingbird Judy Sunshower, let me tell you. I think she’s on her eighth shot, and she’s still chugging along like a damn champ.
Hum Judy is a vision tonight, too. A paisley off-the-shoulder shirt, her gray hair is re-feathered and beaded to perfection, and her bell bottoms are so wide at the ankle that I haven’t seen her feet all night, and she’s rocking the whole look.
Hale and Rob are enjoying themselves at the pool table, while Hum Judy and I do another shot. I swallow it down and wipe my mouth with the back of my hand as the crazy sweet taste hits me. “What was that one?”
“Bazooka Joe,” she tells me, slamming her own shot glass down on the tall table we’re currently sitting at. “Like it?”
I shrug. “I liked the blow job one better.”
“That’s a classic,” she says with a nod, her twinkling eyes locked on her men currently playing pool under black lights. “That’s right, Robbie! Sink it in real good!” she calls.
Rob casts a look over his shoulder at her, and despite the glowing lights, I’m fairly certain he’s blushing. But he winks at her anyway, and she blows him a kiss.
Hale uses Rob’s distraction to smack him on the ass with his pool stick, making Rob jump.
Hum Judy cackles. “Those two crack me up.”
I smile at their display. “Alright,” I say, forcing myself to stand up. “I’m gonna go do more cupid matchmaking love guru stuff.”
Hum Judy waves me away. “Do your thing, girl.”
I straighten up and glance around at the club. When Bea and Blue invited me to come out with their friends tonight, I didn’t think it was going to be with a small horde of scantily dressed women ready to light up the dance floor, but damn, these girls know how to have a good time.
Already, I’ve managed to pair up three of the women with some possible Matches. One of the couples is currently grinding on each other on the dance floor, and the other couple disappeared into the dark hallway about fifteen minutes ago. The last couple already left.
My cupid mark is tingling, and I’m finally feeling confident, with the help of the liquid courage I’ve been downing, so I’m going to do it. I’m going to try to use my powers.
I want it to work so damn badly, and the fact that my mark has been prickling gives me hope.