Her loss…
Wait, what? Implying it was her loss insinuated I somehow considered it my gain. I groaned quietly and enjoyed one last peek at the man who had my mind consumed with crazy thoughts. I headed to the kitchen to make coffee because I wasn’t quite ready to tackle the cold yet, even if I only had to travel a couple hundred yards.
Once the coffee finished brewing, I grabbed the individual creamer packs and hopped on the counter to video call my girl. I needed to share this disappointment with somebody and hopefully live vicariously through her. Based on how cozy Wren’s conversation looked when I was leaving, she might have been the one getting her walls knocked down.
I found her contact and hit the icon to make the call. As soon as her beautiful face was on screen, I grinned, because she looked stressed.
“You don’t have a freshly fucked kind of glow, Wren?”
She rolled her eyes. “Why would I?”
“Um, because of that fine ass man you were booed up with last night.”
The way she frowned made me concerned.
“What’s wrong?”
“Where the hell do I start? I have a man in my attic. A fine ass man but still a stranger and Amara’s here. I’m trying to decide what to do. I really didn’t think this through. Should I make him breakfast, hide him away until she’s gone, or…”
“Wren, chill. I know you’re stressing but you’re smart and have good instincts. You love your sister and would never let dick play a factor in her safety. If he’s there, it’s because you trust that he’s not a threat to anything but your coochie.”
She laughed and I was grateful that I could help shift her brain out of overdrive. “The door is bolted from the inside, so he doesn’t have access to the house. I let him in through the outside entrance, but honestly, he’s a good guy. I don’t have to worry about any of that. Regardless, my priority is always Amara.”
“See, you’re a good big sister. So calm all that down and feed that man. Either from your table or your bed because I’m assuming you didn’t last night.”
“Girl no, which brings me to you…” She narrowed her eyes at the screen when I lifted my mug. She tilted her head to the side then arched a brow in question before she spoke. “You’re in his clothes and in the foreman’s cabin. Let me get the details, Reece. The way that man tongued you down definitely means he was willing to let you ride ’em cowboy.”
“You saw that?”
“Yes, I did, and so did everyone else at Forty Acres last night.”
I smiled and huffed in annoyance. “He was but I fucked it up.”
“How?”
“Too many shots. They took me down and apparently he’s a gentleman. I woke up this morning in bed,alone. He slept in the room next to me and I could kick my own ass for dropping the ball on that.”
“Then take your ass in there and hop on his dick.”
“Yeah, no. How awkward would it be to hit him with a ‘so I crashed on you last night but I’m up, refreshed and ready to try again. Fuck me please, sir’.”
Wren laughed, bringing a smile to my face. “Maybe don’t present it like that. Just casually walk in there, get naked, and when he notices you can just be like, I’d like a do-over if you’re game.”
“Pretty much the same as fuck me please.”
“It is but that’s what you want, right? When have you ever been afraid to ask for what you want?”
“I definitely want to sit on his dick but it’s going to have to wait until the opportunity presents itself again and…”
I smiled, scanning the text that popped up on the top of my screen.
“And what?”
“Shit, sorry. I just got a text from Phoxes Den reminding me that I missed my tree appointment yesterday.”
“You going today?”
“Hell yeah. No dick last night and no tree today will equal a very unhappy Reece.” A weird feeling washed over me and I lifted my eyes just in time to catch the cocky smile on Ro’s face as he reached the kitchen.
