apartment over the garage is empty. You can stay there.”
Aaron raised a brow. “A rental house?”
“Yeah, man, got it right after I started the business when it came up for sale in the neighborhood. Camila pretty much manages that, which is easy since my sister’s in the main house.”
“How is Camila?” Aaron had never met Reggie’s wife, only heard about her through his conversations with Reggie and seen a few pictures on social media when Camila tagged Reggie, who rarely posted anything. From the pictures, he’d discovered his friend’s wife was a knockout.
“Man, she’s great. Pregnant, seven months.”
“Wow, pregnant. That’s great.” The third person he knew who was thrilled to be having kids. First his older brother David, then his baby sister, and now Reggie. Aaron shuddered at the thought. Wife, kids, houses, all things that would tie him down to one place and turn his spur-of-the-moment lifestyle into a daily monotonous grind.
“She’s hoping for a girl, I’m praying for a boy. We’re trying to wait it out, but I don’t know if I’ll make it till her due date.”
Aaron leaned back on the small round conference table in the office and crossed his arms. He studied his friend, the one women always called sweet but who was just as much of a commitment-phobe as Aaron was. “I don’t get it, Reggie. You were quiet about it, but you had a woman in every town. Now you’re married. Not one but two houses. What changed?”
Reggie shrugged. “Nothing. I still love the ladies; just now I have to look without touching.”
“But what made you settle down with just one?”
Reggie sat in the chair behind his desk and leaned back. “It just happened. We were just fooling around. I made it clear that was all I wanted. Camila was cool with that. It worked for a few months, then one day while I was out on a date with someone else, I saw
her
out on a date. Right then it hit me, I didn’t want to be out with that other woman, and I didn’t want Camila to be out with that guy. I called the next day and told her I wanted us to be exclusive. Two months later I proposed.” He shrugged. “Love snuck up on me.”
“I’m happy for you.” Aaron meant it. Though he had no immediate plans, wants, or desire to get married and have kids, he was truly happy to see other people in love.
“One day it’ll hit you too.”
“I doubt it. I haven’t met a woman yet who made me want her bed to be the only one I sleep in forever.”
“Liar,” Reggie said. He leaned forward and pointed at Aaron. “You thought about it with Denise.”
Aaron shrugged, when he really wanted to flinch. He’d wondered what would have happened if he’d followed up on what he’d felt for Denise back then. Then he’d see some post online from a friend who’d married young announcing a divorce and got his answer. “Thought about it, then broke things off. I liked her, a lot, but I wasn’t ready to marry her.”
Denise was the one woman he didn’t regularly keep in contact with. Most of the women he hooked up with he’d call and check in on when he was in town. After hurting Denise when he’d walked away with a “Sorry, I can’t do this” excuse, he couldn’t toy with her like that. They were connected via social media, but he didn’t check her updates, and if she checked his he had no clue because he never got a like, comment, or anything. Often he’d wondered why they’d even bothered with that.
“You were young. When you’re older that feeling is harder to ignore.”
Aaron smirked and scratched the back of his head. “It’s hard to ignore other beautiful women.”
“It’s not just about the sex. It’s more than that.”
Aaron chuckled. “Spoken like a married man.”
“Maybe if you saw Denise again you’d feel differently. Or maybe it’ll be someone new.”
He thought of Kacey. Definitely the best one-night stand of his life. No matter that her walking away without giving him her number was