Rhett (Rhett #1)(4)
Author: J.S. Cooper

Clementine was a romantic and lived with her head in the clouds when it came to relationships. I didn’t anticipate her dating anyone serious for a long time and that suited me just fine. I grabbed my phone and called Q bar and made a dinner reservation for four. I knew that the two girls would be slightly put out that it was a double date, but I also knew that once Tomas and I turned on the charm, they’d be like putty in our heads. Shit, I wouldn’t be surprised if one of them decided to go down on me at the bar. I grinned to myself as I pictured Sally or Jackie blowing me under the table. That would be hot as hell.

Chapter Two

I woke up with a smile on my face, grinning as I remembered the events of the previous night. Sally and Jackie had both been pretty upset as they realized that they were on a double date, but when they’d seen Tomas they had both turned into blubbering messes. I shook my head as I remembered Tomas saying line after line in Spanish. None of us had any idea what he was saying, but even I had to admit it sounded pretty Spanish. The funniest part was that Tomas had basically been speaking gibberish. He didn’t even speak Spanish and only knew a couple phrases. I’d nearly burst into tears of laughter as he’d said, “Voulez-vous coucher avec moi?” I’d had to whisper in his ear that I was pretty sure that was French. He’d laughed and winked at me as the two girls played with their hair and licked their lips. It had been a pretty good night overall. While neither of them had blown me, Sally had grabbed a hold of me a couple of times and rubbed her pretty little derriere on top of me as she’d given me a pretty lame lap dance.

I stretched and jumped out of bed and walked to the window and looked outside. The sun was shining and I knew that it was going to be a pretty day. My mind immediately turned to Clementine and I wondered if she wanted to go to the park and play some Frisbee or something. I sighed as I remembered it was Sunday. Sundays were always reserved for family time. Clementine always went home for Sunday lunch with her parents, Nanna and her brother Jake. I knew that I was always welcome to go, but I didn’t like to impose and go too often. I walked back to my bed and sighed as I plopped back down¸ the smile gone from my face. I was bored living in this big house by myself. I grabbed my phone and called Clementine and waited impatiently for her to answer.

“What’s up, Rhett?” She answered breathlessly and I wondered what she was doing.

“Nothing much. Just woke up.”

“Must be nice.” She laughed.

“What are you doing?” I asked curiously. “You sound like you’re out of breath.”

“Playing Frisbee with Jake.”

“Oh, cool.” I smiled as her brother’s face entered my mind. “Tell him I said hi. Tell him to call me. I got tickets to see the Gamecocks.”

“Okay.” She paused. “Rhett says hi, Jake.”

“Hi.” I heard Jake mumble in the background. “Tell him to come over.”

“Jake says you should come over.”

“Tell him next time.” I muttered, even though part of me really wanted to go.

“Rhett says he’ll come next week.” She shouted at Jake and I rolled my eyes at how loud she was being. I was pretty sure that Jake wasn’t that far away from her.

"What are you doing tonight?" I changed the subject.

"I’m watching Devious Maids."

"You don’t have a maid." I stared at my bed as I spoke into the phone.

"It’s a TV show." She laughed and I smiled at the sound of her girlish giggles.

"I was about to say."

"No Rhett, I didn’t win the lottery and I didn’t marry a Madison or a Vanderbilt."

"You already know I’m not getting married and I think all the Vanderbilts are g*y."

"Rhett!" Her voice rose in disapproval.

"I’m joking. Well, not about the ‘me not getting married’ part."

"No one wants to marry you, Rhett Madison."

"There’s a hundred girls that would disagree with that statement."

"Only a hundred?"

"Clemmie," I sighed and sat down on the bed. "Do you want to hang out or not?"

"Not. I told you I have TV shows to watch."

I rolled my eyes as she spoke. "I thought you had a DVR?"

"I do."

"So then you can hang out."

"I don’t want to hang out."

"Come on." I frowned annoyed. If it was any other girl I would have forgotten them by now. I wasn’t a guy who bothered with girls who played games. Fortunately for Clementine, she was my best friend and I knew she wasn’t playing games.

"Don’t you have a little black book? Call one of those girls up."

"I don’t want to go on a date. I just want to chill."

"Ask Tomas."

"Tomas went out." I was starting to get upset at the fact that she didn’t want to hang out. “And anyway we hung out last night.”

"Are you getting angry at me?" She laughed. "Oh Rhett, you think every girl should drop all their plans just to hang out with you, don’t you?"

"No."

"If you want to hang out, you can come over and watch TV with me."

"Crazy Linda’s not going to be there is she?"

"She’ll be in her room. We’ll watch TV in my room."

"I don’t want a repeat of last time." I groaned and closed my eyes as I remembered Linda trying to corner me in the bathroom to kiss me.

"When did you get so picky? I thought you would have been happy that Linda tried to kiss you."

"She had a mustache."

"So?"

"And she has crossed eyes."

"She’s having surgery."

"On her brain? Because she didn’t seem too smart."

"Rhett, you’re horrible."

"That’s why you love me." I laughed. "I’ll be over at 7, is that okay?"

"That’s fine."

"What do you want me to bring over? Actually don’t tell me, let me guess. Salt and vinegar chips, chocolate chip cookies, a bottle of wine and some gummy bears."

"You know me too well." Clementine laughed and I could picture her eager smile in my head and it made me grin.

"You’re going to get so fat, you know that, right?"

"Don’t tell me. I can’t be your best friend once I’m fat?"

"You wish you could drop me that easily. I’m not going anywhere."

"Well you never know. I might be."

"You might be what?" I frowned and sat down on the edge of the bed.