didn’t have sex.”
“Oh, it’s worse than I thought,” I said seriously as I took the empty seat across from him. “Erectile dysfunction, then?”
Still nothing. I knew that whatever was going on was serious if I couldn’t even get a smirk out of my best friend.
“What’s going on, Allen?”
“They didn’t have sex... because they got into an argument. Chris accused her of seeing some motherfucker in SoHo who offered Amber his coat yesterday.”
I sat up straighter and drew my lower lip into my mouth to keep from immediately trying to defend my actions. I knew he wasn’t finished yet.
“Imagine my surprise when Amber said the man’s name was John. What a fucking coincidence, right?”
“Look, I know you’re mad—”
“You don’t know SHIT!” Allen shouted as he stood up and slammed his hands against the desk. “I told you to WATCH her, John! Low profile ! What in the hell were you thinking?”
“It was an accident , Allen!” I yelled back, standing up and raising my hands helplessly in the air. “I went to leave and the wind blew the newspaper out of my hands. It happened to run into her.”
“How fucking beautiful,” he said snidely. “What a perfect story of how you two met. It’s just like something out of a shitty movie.”
I narrowed my eyes. “You think I was moving in on her? Seriously ?”
“Why else would you offer her your coat?”
I shrugged, still unable to fully understand the answer to that myself. “I-I honestly don’t know, man. She was shivering and it just… I just did it. I didn’t think about it.”
Allen stared at me coldly for a long moment. I was almost certain that he was going to flip his shit and punch me, so it completely took me by surprise when he abruptly sat back in his chair and buried his face in his hands.
“I asked you to watch her, John. Not to develop a fucking crush on the woman I love.”
I reared back in shock. Was he right? Was that what this was?
Am I really surprised?
I sighed and dropped back into my seat. “I’m sorry, man. I mean, I don’t even know her or anything. She’s just—fuck, I mean, she’s gorgeous. Any straight man would have had the exact same reaction.”
“Derek didn’t.”
“Derek’s fucking weird,” I muttered. To my surprise, Allen actually laughed. I chuckled along with him and when he looked up at me, I asked, “What do you want me to do?”
“I want you to stop crushing on my stepsister,” he said blandly.
“Got anything else? Cause I hate to say this—I truly do—but if I keep watching her, I don’t think I’m going to be able to stop it.”
Allen nodded sadly as he mentally ran through his options. None of them were good.
He could take over himself and risk Amber seeing him and bolting. He could move Derek over to watch her full time, but he didn’t trust him as much as he trusted me. Or he could allow me to stay her watchdog and just deal with the fact that I was crushing on her.
Or…
“I’ve got a really bad idea,” I said abruptly, drawing his full attention.
“What is it?”
“Let’s break them up.”
Allen’s eyes widened and I knew he hadn’t even considered that those words were about to come out of my mouth. “What? Why? How ?”
I leaned forward, getting more excited about my plan by the second. “Look, it’ll be win-win-win. She’s already met me so I’ll causally run into her again and ask her out. If we get her away from Chris, we won’t need to worry about keeping her safe because the Sanchez family won’t go after her. And if I get a chance to talk to her alone, I can try to talk her into seeing you again.”
“She’ll never agree to that,” Allen said firmly with a shake of his head. “At best, the only person who will win here is you since you’ll be the one in bed with her. Isn’t that right?”
I sat back and crossed my arms over my chest. “I won’t lie to you. If she asked, there’s no fucking way I’d say no.”
Allen snarled
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