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“Ashley, this is Royce D’Arenberg and Heathcliff Briggs—oh, wait, you already met Heath, didn’t you? Intimately.”
“I wish I could say it was lovely to meet you all, but frankly I’ve had more pleasant experiences stepping in dog shit.”
“I’m irritated, Jade, that’s how I am. Get the fuck out of here and stop picking fights with my little Spark.”
It was such a pleasant surprise to have a day in Paris all to myself with no high-maintenance diva boys around to ruin the atmosphere.”
“You scared the fucking life out of me, Spark. Never, ever do that again.”
“If he returns with coffee for you and not me…you owe me a hundred bucks.” “What? No way!” I protested, shaking my head. Royce shrugged. “Fine. I’ll take a blow job instead.”
“Exactly where do you find the audacity, Bassington? Is that a bonus that comes with your black Amex or something?”
“Please,” he whispered in that sexy, husky voice of his. “Give me something to cling to as I suffer in silence while you fall in love with Heath.”
“Sorry, it wasn’t even that funny. I just started thinking about Nate’s face when he realized all three of his friends are besotted with you. He looked like he was going to shit his pants.” More giggles.
Was I seriously getting turned on by the two of them embracing? Yes, apparently.
We all played Monopoly until things got heated with our banker—Nate—being accused of embezzlement by Max.
“If we’re using alliteration, what does that make Nate?” I thought for only a moment. “Neanderthal, obviously.” He chuckled. “Harsh.”