The Modern Gentleman by Meghan Quinn

Author:Meghan Quinn [Quinn, Meghan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-05-13T18:30:00+00:00

“Sorry, I’m late. General Fitzbum was being difficult this morning,” June says, coming up to our table, wearing a white dress and navy-blue heels. I stand to greet her, and she places her hand on my chest, lifts up, and presses a kiss to my cheek. She catches me off guard—I’m so used to her side hugs—that my entire body sighs with joy.

“Oh, look at you.” I pull out her chair, and she takes a seat. “You look like you’re about to go sail a boat. White pants suit you.”

I chuckle. “The dress requirement of white and blue gave me the courage to pull out my white jeans.”

She glances around the restaurant and leans in to whisper, “Everyone looks like they just arrived at the Hamptons.”

“It’s all a façade. No one who lives in the Hamptons would be caught dead at Boozy Brunch.”

“Yeah, you’re probably right about that.” She claps her hands and says, “So how does this work?”

I hand her a mimosa and say, “Here is your drink and here is your drink card. The goal is to check off every drink on the card. Extra points are awarded to those who complete the challenges flawlessly. Food is brought around like dim sum, so choose what you want and eat as much as you want.”

“What are the challenges?”

“That’s the best part. You have no idea until you finish one of the small plates of food. The challenge is on the bottom of the plate.”

“Oh, I like this.” She sips her drink. “Bring it on.”

Caden told me about Boozy Brunch the other day, and since June is up for pretty much anything, I thought it would be a great way to have some fun and get to know her better.

While we start to drink and eat, I ask her, “Did you hear back about the auditions?”

“Not yet, but my agent said the directors for The Music Man were impressed. Fingers are crossed.”

“When you get it, we’ll celebrate.”

“Yeah? You would want to celebrate with me?”

“Hell, yeah.”

“Wesley Waldorf, you just made my heart flutter.”

I smile at her. “You do that to me every time I see you.”

She smirks and shakes her finger at me. “Uh-oh, are you aiming for a first kiss today, Mr. Fancy Hair?”

“I mean, I did wear my white pants and I’m getting you drunk. You tell me.”

She leans in, her body language saying all the right things . . . her mouth, not so much. “I don’t kiss until the tenth date.”

Jesus . . . ten dates? Ten dates would be at least third base for other people.

“Ten dates, huh?” I gulp my mimosa down. “That’s a long time.”

“Isn’t it worth it?” She bats her eyelashes.

I glance at her lips, and then to her turquoise eyes that are framed in a deep brown liner today. “With you? Yeah, it’s worth it.”

“Ooo.” She moves away. “You’re saying all the right things. I can tell you’re determined, but just know this. You can compliment me all you want, there’ll be no mouth-to-mouth today.

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