“She’s one of my best friends, dumbass. She’s coming to visit after the baby’s born.”
Well, well, well.
That pleasant surprise keeps my mind occupied the rest of the day—all the way into Monday, when work takes over, giving me a reprieve from thoughts of Poppy until Warren wakes the sleeping giant.
“So did you bang any hot chicks at the reception this weekend?”he asks while we’re taking a short break to eat. It’s not uncommon for working lunches more days than not.
Warren and I have a candid approach about our sexual conquests and aren’t shy about bragging who and when we fuck. This time, however, I’m reluctant. Which is fucking weird. It was nothing special—at least that’s what I’ve been trying to convince myself.
“Most of the women came with a date. It was slim pickings.” Hopefully, he’ll drop it.
“There had to be a few to choose from. How can you go to a wedding and not get your dick wet? Please tell me you didn’t end up jerking yourself off?”
Can’t do that, since that’s precisely what I did after ending the night solo. So rather than spouting bullshit, I finally give in and go with the truth, starting with the plane, to fucking her during the reception, to wishing for round two.
“Dude. That doesn’t sound like you. Why didn’t you bang some other chick instead of calling it a night? Sounds like she might’ve done the same.”
“She didn’t,” I state more forcefully than I should, willing myself to believe it.
“Oh fuck, does that piss you off? You catch feelings or some shit?” He laughs.
“Fuck no. I’d just like to assume I rocked her world enough that she didn’t need to fuck anyone after.” It’s a half-truth. “And yeah, it wasthatgood that I wasn’t in the mood for sloppy seconds after I’d already had dessert.”
“Hmmm. So you’d be into banging her again? That’s rare for you.”
“Shewas rare. It’s not every day a mousy redhead turns into a siren in the sack.”
“Well, too bad you didn’t take advantage of round two before she left. But now that I know you have a thing for redheads, I’ll be sure to tag you in next time I find one.”
Do I havea thingfor redheads, or is it one in particular?
“She’s coming back in a few weeks to visit her friend.” Something I’m once again thinking about.
“Perfect. You can tagmein, then.”
Fuck. I should’ve anticipated this, considering that’s our typical strategy. While the suggestion right before we climaxed turned me the fuck on, the reality of it doesn’t excite me as much.
“Not sure this one fits the mold. I call her Mouse for a reason. She’s skittish in the bedroom. Responsive as hell but doesn’t have a forward bone in her body when it comes down to it.”
“She just doesn’t know what she’s missing. That’s the fun part—educating her. Come on, man. You’d be doing her a favor.”
I laugh at the irony of his comment. “Funny. I already told her I did her a favor by fucking her, and it didn’t go over well. I don’t think that approach will work.”
“Dude, you’re killing me here. You at least have to give it a try. Take her out, and I’ll magically show up. Once she has a taste, I guaran-fuckin’-tee she’ll be in. What woman can resist two sets of mouths and hands making her feel good? Not a single one so far, and you know it.” He points his finger at me.
Fuck. He’s right, but that’s not the problem—it’s whether I’m willing to share.
Luckily, I’m forced to forget about the matter as the next few weeks fly by with work keeping me too busy to ruminate over my sudden greediness. The girl who rocked my world is on the back burner for now.
8
NEVER SAY NEVER
Poppy
“Congratulations, Cici. I’m so glad you answered, but I bet you’re exhausted,” I tell Cici over the phone. I’m in my office with the door shut. She gave birth the night before, and I didn’t want to call too early, knowing she’d need her rest. Lily texted me updates all night, until Abigail Lily Dubree finally made her debut a week after she was supposed to arrive.
“No. I’m actually doing okay, and I’m so relieved it’s over. Plus, there’s no time to be tired since we have a room full of visitors. My parents, Braden, Jackson, and Mia are all here. And of course, Lily hasn’t left since they let her in.” She laughs on the other end. It’s nice to hear.
