Page 55 of Dirty Like Dylan

Katie waited.

Shit, did I have to say it? What if he was in the closet or something?

“You know,” I said, awkwardly, then whispered, “gay.”

Katie grinned a little. “Um… no.”

“But. He has a boyfriend.”

“He does?” Maggie smirked at me over her drink, seemingly amused.

“Dylan?” I ventured.

Katie laughed. “Mmm… Nope.”

I looked from one girl to the other. They were both grinning. “Are you sure?”

“Pretty damn sure,” Katie said.

Maggie waved her hand in the air. “Ash just, you know, dabbles. But Dylan doesn’t dabble that way.”

“Oh. Um. I guess I read that wrong…” How, exactly?

A kiss was a kiss… Wasn’t it?

“No girlfriend, either,” Katie added with a little smirk, eying me. “They’re both single, actually.”

“Oh.”

“There’s really nothing going on between you and them?”

Them?

“Um… no.”

“Oh. Well, I wish there were more single guys here to introduce you to, then. But most of them are taken.” Katie looked around, seeming to come up short. “I mean, there’s Zane… but you really don’t wanna go there.” She looked at me. “Unless… maybe you do…?”

“No,” I said. “Thanks.”

“Smart girl,” Maggie muttered, sipping her drink.

Katie looked over at the security guys. “Or Con…?” she suggested. “He’s single, I think.”

“No, thanks. I’m good.”

“Or Flynn… but he doesn’t talk much. He might be a little too…” Katie glanced at Maggie as if to confer. “Serious?”

“Boring,” Maggie concluded.

“Or Jude,” Katie said, raising an eyebrow and looking me over, speculatively. “But he’s—”

“Oh, God,” I said. “He’d break me in half.”

Katie giggled.

“Really. I’m not in the market.”

“You’re seeing someone?” she asked.