Chapitre 9: Chapter 9

She did a double take. “What’s that now?” “Come on, Roni, are you really going to pretend you didn’t sense me circling you the past few months?” She spluttered. “That was just you being your usual flirtatious self. I’m not your type. You like foo-foo females.” “Foo-foo?” he chuckled. “High maintenance, perfect appearance, devoted to spas, needs constant reinforcement, and— oh my God— do they ever shut up?” She’d expected him to be offended, but he laughed. “You lay on all that charm, give them your attention, but you don’t commit to them. You just kind of . . . float around them.” He couldn’t argue with that. All of Marcus’s past relationships could be described as short, simple, and sweet.