From this moment on, I’m going to do the things I want to do. Say the things I want to say. And I’m going to take the things I want to have.

No apologies.

No backing down.

I’m going to live the life I want.

I glance at Jaxon, who’s watching me from his stool at the bar.

It’s going to start tonight.

Everything’s about to change.

Jaxon

“She’s seriously hot. Did you call dibs yet? Because if not, dibs.”

I shoot Dan a glare that reads hands off, motherfucker.

His hands raise on either side of his blond head. “Roger that.”

Shaun jerks his thumb toward the balloons. “Divorced chicks are awesome in bed. They’ve got all that pent-up frustration from being unhappy with their husbands for so long.”

Smith shakes his head. “It’s disturbing that you know this.”

“What can I say? I have a type.”

Dan chuckles. “Is that how you found Carrie on Match? Short male with small dick looking for sexually frustrated divorcee.”

“Fuck you.” Shaun tips his beer back and then sets the empty bottle onto the bar. “I’m going to take a piss.”

I turn to Dan. “You know he’s touchy about his height.”

Dan waves me off. “Pfft. He’s fine. His ego is big enough to withstand it.”

My eyes drift over to Raegan. Again. They’ve been drawn to her since the second she walked into the bar. Gorgeous face. Long blond hair. Tight jeans. Full tits spilling out of her top. She has everything it takes to catch a man’s attention. But that’s not hard to do. Wave any scrap of food in front of a dog, he’ll start to salivate.

The real feat is keeping a man’s attention. And Raegan’s keeping mine for three reasons.

Reason One: She read me and my friends like a book. She’s perceptive, which tells me she’s smart. Intelligence is sexy to a man.

Notice how I said to a man. If a guy’s intimidated by a woman’s brain, it means he’s insecure about his own intelligence. Also, he probably has a small pecker.

Reason Two: Raegan was embarrassed by the balloons her friends brought her. She doesn’t want her personal business to be put on display, which shows she isn’t an attention-seeker. I’m not into narcissists. Been there, done that.

Reason Three: She’s confident. This is where people tend to get confused. Some women claim to be confident when in reality, they’re just plain rude. There’s a difference between confident and conceited.

Raegan looked me in the eye and smiled, but didn’t act like she was better than anyone. She wasn’t trying to be sexy or funny. Plus, there was something honest in her eyes. Vulnerable. Maybe the hurt in me sensed the hurt within her.

Needless to say, I’m intrigued.