I rolled my eyes, not accepting his compliment. He was just being nice. He probably hated that I’d taken the song and molded into something else. I didn’t want anyone else gushing about me. What could we talk about that would change the subject? Sex? No. God, no. What was wrong with me?

“So… you need to find your best men. Did Jen throw suggestions at you?”

I jumped in my seat as Stacy’s shouted and pointed at me. “That guy! She probably picked that guy we saw her with that time we were walking to the campus pool. Remember him?” She started to laugh, and I laughed briefly along with her, my eyes looking over at Kent. Did he understand that we saw something uncool going on? He just sipped his beer. No, apparently he didn’t.

“Yeah, I remember.”

“God, I wanted to bang that guy. He was so hot,” Stacy continued, lost in the her memory of ‘that guy.’

I shifted in my seat if she kept talking she’d get the unsavory part. I smiled at Kent, “They guy must be in Jen’s circle of friends. They were all hanging out together on the quad playing Frisbee.”

Kent nodded and shrugged his shoulders as he moved back to the original line of questioning, “Well, there’s Mike.”

His old roommate, I nodded, waiting for him to continue but Stacy moaned beside me. I glanced at her, her eyes staring at the ceiling. I didn’t want her doing something crazy, so I nudged her with my shoulder, “Hey! Snap out of it!”

She grinned at me. “Sorry. He was some Latino goodness. Unforgettable.”

I shook my head and looked back at Kent. “Mike and who else?”

Kent shrugged. “Paul, I guess? He was the jackass who beat me in the gaming competition last year. He’s also a friend of Mike’s.”

“And why would you want the jackass to be one of your groomsmen?” Stacy asked, finally coming back to reality.

“While Kent may call him a jackass, he has a deep respect for any man or woman who can beat him in a fair gaming competition.” I wondered if that was why he’d picked Jen. Aside from being pretty and popular she had somehow managed to kick his ass at any video game she’d played with him. She’d played to bond with him and get his attention but she wasn’t really into them. Her plan had worked. Too well. I swallowed my jealousy down with my beer as Kent nodded his agreement to my statement.

Stacy turned to me, “So, are you going to Jen’s bachelorette party?”

I looked at Kent, wondering what he’d want me to say. “Ummm…”