You should bring someone with you. Those words echoed in Michaels ears. Shit. That cant be good. He leaned forward, elbows on his thighs, holding his head in his hands.
Bring someone with me. Who the fuck would come with me? Michael wracked his brain. I could call Alexis, come clean about why I blew her off.
In his mind, he tried it on for size. Then he shook his head. We have a business relationship. Aside from the occasional fuck, Im just a meal ticket to her.
He thought some more. His best friends had been Murph and Jimbo. That was until hed screwed them over. Maybe they were ready to let bygones be bygones. He pulled up Brians number and pressed call before he could change his mind.
Hey, Murph, hows it going?
There was hesitation on the other end. Michael?
Yeah, its me. Long time, no hear from. How are you doing? Michael sounded overly cheerful.
Were, um, were good. How about you?