“Dude, are you even remotely excited?”
“For what?” I ask.
“Um, let’s see…to have your card back? You are officially back as a Gold Member, this is fucking epic!”
“I could care less, really.” I shrug dismissively.
“I thought the whole point was to score the rare date with Crystal?” Victor picks up the card and studies it. “It’s got your name on it; it’s really yours,” he says without looking up.
“Yeah…” I trail off.
“Owen, listen to me.”
I meet eyes with Victor, who’s wearing a serious expression.
“What?” I ask, feeling uncomfortable by his daunting gaze.
“Don’t make the same mistakes I made in life,” Victor confesses firmly. “You’ve been pining over Crystal for months.”
“I’m not making any mistakes,” I lie. I’ve made a huge fucking mistake by leading Molly on.
Victor shakes his head.
He doesn’t believe me, but he knows me better than anyone, so why should he?
“Men like you don’t settle down,” he affirms.
“I’m not trying to settle down,” I protest.
“You like Molly.” Victor finally makes his point and confronts me.
“Maybe.” I don’t pretend, I don’t deny it.
“So, I’m just telling you, it’s not a good idea. You’ll end up like me.”
I stare at Victor as if he’s a fucking idiot. “Victor, you have a great life, and I know you love your family,” I shoot back.
“Yes, I love them, but I would do anything to have a date with Crystal. You don’t know how lucky you have it right now, Owen. She’s almost untouchable, and totally out of the grasp of a married guy like me.”
“I’ve hurt Molly,” I say in a whisper.
“She’ll get over it.” Victor rolls his eyes.
“You think I should still keep my date with Crystal?” I ask, even though Victor is already selling his case pretty fucking hard right now.
“Absolutely,” he says, nodding with confirmation. “She’s fucking gold, brother, the pillar of manhood, the reason every guy at the Expose Club pays top dollar to have that membership.”
“I guess you’re right…” I trail off. He may be convincing me, but I still have Molly’s gorgeous face in my mind as I picture her slender legs wrapped around my waist and digging into my ass cheeks.
“Damn right, I’m right,” Victor laughs. “Crystal is fucking hot as shit. An opportunity like this doesn’t present itself everyday, Owen, my man.”
“All the other guys who haven’t had her yet will be jealous.” I grin. What? Don’t judge me, I can relish in that power for a few fucking seconds.
“Exactly.” Victor slaps my back. “She is the ultimate prize, the final destination, the fucking jackpot, man!”
Victor stands up and claps his hands together as if he’s getting pumped up for a marathon.
“Well, Molly hates me now anyway,” I say, and finally admitting that fact out loud makes me feel deflated.