Page 31 of The Toughest Play


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“I think I do.”

“Bring your sundaes out to your screened-in back porch and eat them there. Maybe light a scented candle or two so it smells less like a football locker room.”

“Hey, I’m insulted. My house doesn’t smell.”

“Shut up and light the candles now so they can get to work before she gets there.”

Being the youngest means no one listens to me.

I grab a lighter from the junk drawer and head to the rear of the house. The screened-in porch is one of my favorite rooms, especially in the less humid months. But tonight is unusuallymild, so this space is a great option. I light the vanilla scented candle on the coffee table.

“Do you still have those lights strung around the room?”

I nod as if she can see me and then reply, “Yep.”

“Turn those on too.”

Bending down, I plug them into the outlet, and the bulbs light up. “All set. Should I make them a color or leave them clear?”

“Not unless you never want her to come over again,” she says.

“Why do you say that? Are colored light bulbs that offensive?”

“No, but you’re trying to win her over, so subtle is better. Colored lights are too aggressive.”

Lights can be aggressive?

I pinch the bridge of my nose. Maybe this is a mistake. I’m out of my element here. Casual sex I do well—no, make that phenomenally. But this seems more complicated than I realized. Or maybe Maeve is making it harder than it needs to be.

“I’ve got to finish up some stuff before she arrives.”

“Good luck, little brother. Keep your pants zipped no matter what.”

“What if she unzips them?”

“She won’t.”

“How can you be so sure?”

“If she were the type to unzip them, you wouldn’t be having her over.”

“So you think I just like the challenge?”

“Not necessarily.”

“Then what the hell do you mean?”

“I think she’s different from the women you’ve dealt with in the past, and that’s a good thing.”

“I guess I’ll find out tonight. This might be the last time we’re alone together.” But I hope that’s not the case. In fact, I have to make sure it’s not.

“Take it slow and focus on her first. Basically, do the opposite of what you usually do.”

“Hey, I always focus onherfirst,” I say, laughing.

“Eww. I meant when you’re conversing.”

“I will. I’m genuinely interested in learning more about her, so it should happen naturally.”

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