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Rhett orders to Oliver.
    Oliver, who seems to have buddied right up to Rhett, jumps up and heads in.
    “You okay, man?” Rhett asks.
    I nod, but don’t make eye contact.
    “What the fuck is wrong with you?”
    “Money, money, and money. Grandpa refused treatment today and there’s no money.” I slam a fist down into the metal table. “So, now I get to sit back and watch him die.”
    “He’s done fighting, man. Give that to him. He wants you to be happy.” Rhett finally relaxes back in his chair, stretching out his long legs.
    “Fucking funny joke.” I mimic his position trying to relax.
    “You got me, man. I ain’t going nowhere.”
    “Fuck, do I know that.”
    “Need money?”
    “No.”
    Rhett’s always offered money and his parents the same, but I’d never take it. I’m not looking for handouts, just a fucking break in life. My years have been cursed from a young age.
    I sit forward to keep my voice low. “Rhett, I’m so fucked up in the head. Last night, I went to a lady’s house and she was hot as fuck and near our age. Just a lonely housewife. I couldn’t control myself with her. I took her on the couch and while fucking her, I let myself feel for a minute what a normal life would be like.”
    “You’re right, you are fucked up, but not for the reason you think, Zane. You deserve all those things, but you won’t allow yourself.”
    “God,” I growl remembering how good she felt. “It was intense.”
    “You need to start dating again, man. Get your ass out of the manwhore scene.”
    “Need the money.”
    “Stubborn jackass.”
    Oliver interrupts us, setting my beer down on the table, and it might be the first time I’m actually happy to see the kid.
    “It’s a damn zoo in there.” He plops down in his chair, turning his hat on backwards. “Fresh ass everywhere.”
    “Well hell, Mr. All American boy, go tap an ass in the bathroom,” Rhett jokes.
    “Yeah, with that blonde hair and blue eyes, you could get one pretty easy,” I add.
    “Crazy fuckers.” Oliver tosses back the rest of the beer and continues to scan the crowd.
    “I’ll tag an ass in the bathroom,” Rhett pipes up.
    “No way in hell,” Oliver taunts.
    And it’s as good as done with Rhett. He never turns away from a challenge and especially one that involves tits and a pussy.
    “Your pizza, guys.” A big tittied blonde brings over three large steaming pizza pies and I watch Rhett as the wheels turn. He’s found his prey and she will be screaming his name in less than five minutes.
    “Thanks,” he nods. “Haven’t seen you around here.”
    “New in town for the summer.”
    “Nice.” He nods his head up and down appreciatively, causing a cute flush of red to cover the girl’s cheeks.
    “If you need anything else, let me know.” Her words catch and each one is bathed in shyness and a bit of curiosity as she turns away from us. Her tiny white shorts do her ass well.
    “I’ll have her screaming out my name before we leave.” Rhett winks at Oliver as he stuffs his first slice of pizza in his mouth.
    I just shake my head at him, wondering if my best friend will ever grow up or be the hopeless playboy the rest of his life.
    I reach for my pizza when out of nowhere a loud crashing sound catches my attention and before I can turn around to what in the hell is going on, brunette hair falls around my face and a soft body falls into my lap.
    “Ava!”
    I hear a voice yell out.
    When the crashing sound fades off into the distance, I peer down to the woman who just fell in my lap. One hand on her plump tit and the other one cradling her up to my chest, I study her as she brushes her long brown curls from her face. When I come eye to eye with the beauty, it’s the same gorgeous woman who walked in on me the other day in the bathroom. She couldn’t keep her eyes off my cock and now it seems both of us are hypnotized together. Conversations and the clattering of trays and plates being picked up from the floor buzz