Chapter 27

“Nah. I’m in the New York office and it’s eight o’clock in the morning here, so you’re good,” Barry paused and Brian imagined he was sipping his coffee. Barry had either a cup of coffee in his hand or a bottle of beer, depending on the time of day. “So, this chick, she’s really into Nathan?” “Yeah, and Nathan’s getting married this weekend…to someone else.” “What the fuck?” “Agh! It’s such a fucking mess. Listen to me, I’ve turned into a fucking girl spilling all my secrets to you like a pathetic virgin teenager. When I met her, I didn’t know she knew Nathan and we had this hot night together. I knew she was on the rebound and I didn’t hear from her again and then I ran into her at the airport and we were both going to the same fucking wedding.” “That’s messed up,” Barry sympathized, “but why not just flash some cash around and distract her from your idiot brother?” “Stepbrother,” Brian corrected. “And she knows who I am. In another fucking twist in the tale, she’s the PR account manag