Brandi's POV
I walk into the bar, G and Carlos are sitting at the back, and someone else I approach reluctantly; he's cute with his Brunette air and blue eyes, but I have no interest in normal relationships and courtships. He looks like a soccer dad, and sadly for him, I'm not the soccer mom he needs.
"B," Gianna shouts as I approach them.
"Gigi, Carlos." I kiss her cheek then take a seat.
"This is Adam."
"Nice to finally meet you." White button-up, gel back hair, Rolex on the wrist. Uptight and flashy, he's the type to ask you a million times if it feels good in bed.
"Nice to meet you too."He laughs as I take a seat beside him.
"You don't have to pretend I know they forced you."
"Hey, we didn't force her," Gianna protests.
"Hey punk, don't throw us under the
