“You do realize, as my wingman, you’re supposed to find me dates, right? Not scare them off?” My mouth drops open as it dawns on me what he’s saying. “That dude was flirting?” “He was flirting,” Joey confirms. “Oh my God,” I whisper, looking around. The guy is long gone. “I didn’t even realize! He wasn’t very good at it.” Joey huffs a laugh. “Well, how could he compete when your dick was waving an enthusiastic hello?” I snort. It was kinda like he was waving. “J-bae, my dude, any guy of yours is going to have to get used to my dick being around. So, clearly, he wasn’t the one.”
