She tried not to laugh at his crass and blunt statement but did anyway. “At least you’re honest.” I can’t tell if that makes him more or less offensive. “A lot of guys would pretend they were after more than just a quick fuck if they thought it got them what they wanted.” Murmuring into his beer, she almost missed what he said. “Who said I was going to make it quick?” She slapped him hard in the chest, and he almost sprayed beer. He coughed. “Rude.” She slapped him in the chest again. “I don’t think you ever get to call anybody rude, Simon. You’re the king.” “Am not.”
