Andy grunted. “Date-rape, convincing, or you don’t think I can stick to my ‘no,’ convincing?”
Scooter blinked. “No, what? No. He’s just charming. Friendly. Fun. Sex just…doesn’t mean anything to him. He doesn’t take it seriously, and really does not understand why any of the rest of us do. He’sjust enthusiastic and likes to share. Total cockslut. But in a good way. He’ll ask you every time he sees you, until you say yes. And then he never asks again. One and done kinda man.”
“Not my type, then,” Andy said. “I’ve had a few one-night-stands, but it’s not…satisfying.”
“Sorry,” Scooter said. “I make us sound like a buncha oafs, but really, Mark is a legend. If you didn’t hear it from me, you’d hear about him from someone else. We don’t have to go, if it’s too manynew people at once for you, or anything. Whatever you feel comfortable with. I just…you know, want you to meet my friends. Want them to meet you.”