Chapter 128

Broderick being friends with Derek made sense to Leslie. That was believable. But Dylan? That guy was like a walking peacock, flashy as hell and constantly swapping girlfriends like he was changing clothes. In his own words, he believed in "equal opportunity love." And Broderick? He was the polar opposite-completely uninterested in women. Still, somehow, these two were tight. When Broderick walked in with Leslie on his arm, the room fell silent for a split second. Then, the chatter and noise picked right back up. Dylan's eyes widened when he saw Leslie walk in. Wow. Stunning. But Broderick? Was this seriously his type? "Broderick's here," someone called out, and the greetings started. Dylan had tons of friends, and those friends brought more people, so tonight's gathering had turned into a full-on party. Leslie casually sat beside Broderick like she belonged there. A couple of girls tried to approach, but the second their eyes met Leslie's icy stare, they immediately backed off. Her ga