Was this how Josh hugged me? No, it was not.
He pulled away from me a second later. "I'll call you tomorrow!" he said, before turning around to walk where he'd parked.
"Drive safe!" I hollered at him in a squeaky voice.
Those green eyes looked back at me one last time. "You too, gold digger!"
Once in my car, I let out a huge sigh. This friend thing was going to be a lot harder than it seemed.
Chapter16
I'd been sitting on my couch eating pita chips and staring at my computer screen for an hour. As if they had a mind of their own, my fingers had typedRobby Lingusinto Google, and then erased it at least three times. Both my brain and heart were having a debate on whether or not I should go through with the search. Did I want to see videos of him?
I tended to weigh the pros and cons of everything, especially when I needed to make a decision, and right then, I just couldn't. Luckily, my phone started ringing when I typed in the R again.
I groaned, realizing it was all the way on the other side of my couch, so I grumbled my way over to see Nicole's ass crack splayed across the screen. The picture had been taken six months before; the dirty whore had been bent over tying her shoe laces when I'd taken it. Just like Josh had called it, I didn't hear from her for almost two days. It was only two in the afternoon, making it a little strange that she'd be calling since she was normally at work at that time of day.
"Hey, I was worried you overdosed on dick," I told her first thing.
Nikki snorted. "I came close to it," she said, with a hoarse voice.
"Are you sick?" Nicole never got sick. Ever. I think she'd caught a minor cold once about three years ago, and it lasted all of twelve hours before she was back to normal. Personally, I thought even germs were scared of her.
"No," she said with a deep, throaty laugh before making a pained noise. "It hurts to talk, so don't make me laugh."
"Why do you sound like crap if you aren't sick?"
Nikki sighed dramatically. "I've had a salami down the back of my throat on and off for the last thirty-six hours," she replied, frankly.
My face instantly grimaced. I'd seen Calum's peen a few times in the past when Nicole had shoved her laptop in my face, and that thing was... gargantuan. Colossal. Ginormous. I thought it was fake the first time I saw it. Nicole tried to deep throat that thing? I was surprised she didn't have permanent damage to her vocal chords, larynx, pharynx, and freaking esophagus.
"Well... as long as it was worth it, then don't complain."
She giggled softly. "Oh, it was worth it. It was definitely, definitely worth it. That man is a machine. Maybe even a god, it was un-fucking-believable, Kat. I've slept about four hours since Saturday."
"You're such a slut," I told her with a laugh, rolling up the bag of remaining chips.
"Fuck yeah," she tried to purr but sounded more like a chain smoker with her gravelly voice. "I'm seeing him again later tonight."
"Jesus, Nik. Don't your petals need some rest?"
I asked her this despite already knowing the answer. No. For Calum Burro, she'd probably take cocaine to stay awake for the vaginal slaughter that would surely take place.
"Yeah, but I'll ice myself later," she explained. "I'm gonna go make some tea now to soothe my throat. Hopefully I'll be able to go to work tomorrow."
"Okay then, text me if you need me," I told her.
She made a funny noise on her end of the line before saying, "I will."
I got a flashback of the porn convention, and the little thing she said to catch his attention. "Oh! Did you find his g-spot?" I spit out, laughing.
She snickered roughly. "I sure as hell did. He was calling me God, Jesus, Allah, Ghandi, and every other divine being all night. "
Chapter 17
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