Selene’s POV
“Let’s have a girls’ night out at the bar. Who knows, maybe you’ll meet some charming, interesting guy to spend the night with. Honestly, Andrea, I’m starting to worry about your s*x life.”
I pinch the bridge of my nose, resisting the urge to groan. If I didn’t already know Avery, I’d never believe she’s a doctor.
All she ever talks about is her patients and, well, s*x. It’s like those are her only two topics of conversation. Sometimes, I honestly wonder why we’re even friends. We couldn’t be more different if we tried.
I can only imagine how she’d react if she found out I have two kids—and that I was once married to Maximus Hemsworth. She’d probably scream so loud my ears would never recover.
“You don’t need to worry about my s*x life,” I mutter, throwing her a sidelong
