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“Fuck feelings. Fuck being tied down. Fuck any kind of relationship. I want no commitments. No emotions. I want—” “To be a playboy.” “Yeah,” I replied, “that.”
“You’re only two years older than I am, Cooper. What the hell do you know about life and women at this point?”
“Then, there are women who will come into your line of vision, and the moment you see them, they’ll blow your fucking mind. You’ll do anything to be near them. Talk to them. Hear their voice.” He closed his eyes and shook his head. “Smell their skin.” When he opened his eyelids again, he added, “Those are the women who will completely change your life.”
“All right, we’ll see about that. But when a woman has the power to make your grumpy ass smile—and I’m talking really smile, where it starts in your stomach and goes up your chest and you feel it deep in your bones—you’ll know she’s the one.” I chugged half of my beer, not bothering to wipe my lips. “Bullshit.” He smiled in a way I hadn’t seen before. “Just you wait and see, brother.”
Since I’d made the playboy pact seven years ago, I was living the life I wanted.
Not just any woman. Or dancer. This was the most gorgeous woman I’d ever seen in my life.
What made them good was their desire to want to do it.
“Brooklyn,” I said as I gazed into her stare, “there isn’t anything I wouldn’t do for you.”
