“But you are.”
“But I’m not.”
“Why the hell not? You fall in love in the last six days? You going back to Melanie if she’s foolish enough to take you?”
Russell hands ached with how hard they were clenched.
“No.” Not really. He glanced over at the laptop tucked safely on the shelf above the table.
“Can you give me a good reason?”
He wanted to, but he didn’t have one. Well, he did have one, but it was too ridiculous to call good.
He shook his head.
Angelo pegged the piece of Brie at his face. He ducked, but not enough. It hit him in the forehead. Against all chance, the paint chip dropped into his beer bottle. He pushed it aside.
“This is important, man. Not just for you. It is important to me. I need someone who can be a half-human dinner companion. I promised to introduce her to s
