Suddenly, I want to hunt down every man who’s sent her an unsolicited photo of their dick and knock their teeth out.
Me
Not in the slightest.
I take another bite of my steak and nod along with Rhodes, who’s much more involved in the conversation with our coaches than I am.
I don’t even know what he just said.
My phone vibrates again, and I wait until the attention moves from me to glance down.
Reese
Then no. I haven’t.
So I’ll be her first?
I manage to keep myself from grinning slyly.
Me
Can I be your first?
The thought of taking all her firsts is tempting. It’s such a possessive thing to want, but damn,I want it.
I bounce my attention back and forth from my lap to the conversation happening at the table. It’s a task that I have to force myself into. Paying attention to Reese? I’m an expert. Listening to my coaches? At the moment, it’s like pulling teeth.
Reese
I don’t really know how to.
I know I have a baby and all, but I’m not as experienced as one would think.
That shouldn’t be relieving to me, but it is.
I want her all to myself for as long as she’ll let me.
Me
Want me to teach you?
Reese
Have a lot of experience sexting women, Malaki?
There’s that streak of feistiness that only comes out every so often. I love it.
Me
I haven’t sexted since I was a horny teenager… and I sure as hell have never sexted while at an important dinner with my coaches.
Not to mention, I’ve never sexted my fiancée before.
Every time I call her my fiancée, the more I love it.
Reese
*fake fiancée.
