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“Hi, there.” Max wears a smug, half grin as well as only the pants. “See anything you like?”
I slowly, ever so slowly, run my gaze across this face—the smiling mouth, full of kind words and good humour, and the nicely groomed beard.
I’ve never liked facial hair before.
Down along the wide shoulders to his chest, etched with muscles and sprinkled with dark hair, flat abs that make my mouth dry out a bit.
Where was he hiding that body? It should not be hidden. Especially that ass…
I’m quickly learning to appreciate a nice male physique.
I look all the way down and I look all the way up, and then I give my own little smug half smile. I lift a shoulder as if Maybe.
Max laughs. He gives a flounce of his head and yanks the curtain closed.
14
Maximus
She was checking me out.
Cady Quinn was looking at me. I like it.
I like looking at her more, but I do that all the time. There aren’t many opportunities for me to catch Cady staring at me.
Trying on suits is one of those times. I could stay in here all day and let her look at me.
I’ll reopen the curtain after I try this one on.
“How do I know Marcus?” I circle back to her question as I pull on the hot pink shirt. Pink shirt, with tan pants and jacket. It’s not a colour I’d usually wear, but it is a beach wedding.
“We went to school together,” I tell her. “Uni, in Kingston.”
“Is that where you’re from?”
I hear the soft taps that tell me she’s on her phone. I should have left the curtain open. “No, Vancouver actually, but staying close to home was never part of the plan.”
“What was the plan?”
“Marcus first. We were put together in residence. Four of us—me, Marcus, Nick, who is another buddy of mine—and the most annoying human being on the face of the planet.”
A soft sound escapes her, almost like a laugh. “How bad could he be?”
“Did you ever watch Seinfield?”
“I might have watched a few episodes.”
“How could you not watch it? Best show ever.”
“If you say so.”
“I do say so. Anyway, this guy was a mash of Kramer with the hair and really tall and quirky, and George. Irritating, know-it-all, and balding. His name was Carl Kurtson.”
“How can he be balding and have Kramer hair?”
“Carl Kurtson had a lot of hair, thick and frizzy and a weird colour—except for the top of his head. His hairline had receded quite a bit, but he had all this hair at the back. I’m not one to make fun of a man’s hairline, because you don’t have any say in that, but he must have had a say in the rest of it. He smoked weed all the time, and this was before it was legal. He flunked out before Christmas and Dexter moved in.”
“Are you still close to the others? Nick and Dexter?”
