“Then be her friend,” he offered. I snapped my head up. “Her friend?” “Yes, asshole, her friend,” Gibsie drawled sarcastically. “You are aware of the concept of friendship? Believe it or not, you’re actually fairly good at it. And if anything more is off the cards, and you can’t stay away from her, then the friendship card is your best bet.” “But she’s a girl, Gibs.”
