“Sonofabitch.” I hadn’t meant to say anything out loud but I knew instantly that they’d fucked. Maybe I wouldn’t have known for sure but Cash had come home the night before whistling and grinning like he’d never been happier.
Hayes looked over at me and frowned. “What?”
I had to clear my throat to speak. I felt like I was choking on anger and something else I really fucking didn’t like. Jealousy. “Nothing. Thought I saw something.”
Cash and Cassidy didn’t even look up from whatever they were doing. In a moment of spite I tapped the brakes a little harderthan necessary and scowled at Cash in the rearview mirror when we locked gazes.
“See something again? Jesus.” Hayes frowned at me even deeper. “What’s your deal?”
Cassidy gripped the side of Hayes’ seat and leaned forward. That strawberry scent filled my nose and made my mouth water. “So, where are we going? Cash won’t say.”
“You’ll see.” I didn’t mean to sound harsh but I couldn’t help it with the amount of bitterness washing over me at Cash. I forced myself to smile at her and tried to soften my tone. “I think you’ll like it.”
She took my cowboy hat off my head and put it on her own before leaning back. “There were definitely not enough cowboy hats in LA.”
My dick hardened at the sight of her in my hat. The last time she’d had it on I’d had my mouth on her pussy. It didn’t help that I could’ve sworn I could hear her humming “Save a Horse” under her breath. Even through my anger at Cash I grinned back at her. “Looks good on you, sweetheart.”
I felt like punching Cash in the dick when her cheeks flushed and she batted her eyes at me. I didn’t think she even knew the effect she had on me when she looked up at me like she was. I’d had plenty of women bat their eyelashes at me before but most of the time it felt calculated. Not that I minded most of the time. With Cassidy, though, it felt like a moment of innocence and something so goddamn sweet I couldn’t help but want to corrupt it.
A horn blared from behind me and Hayes snorted. “Light’s green, dummy.”
I stole another second to wink at Cassidy before driving again.
When we parked outside of the paintball arena Cassidy let out a happy squeal and playfully punched each of us in the arm. “This? We’re doing paintball?! That’s amazing!”
“Have you played before?” Hayes asked as we all came around to stand in front of the truck.
“Um, yeah. I was raised with a bunch of dudes. I’m the fucking GOAT at paintball.” She aimed finger guns at us and smirked. “You’re all going down.”
Cash grabbed her hand and walked ahead of me and Hayes. I didn’t miss that he didn’t drop her hand.
“I fucking hope the coveralls they give us can hide an erection the size of another arm.” Hayes groaned as he watched Cassidy’s ass in her miniscule shorts. “I never would’ve thought I’d have a fetish for women wanting to shoot me with paintballs but this is doing it for me.”
I got it. I was struggling with my own arousal over her long legs and even the braids going down her back. I was suddenly back in grade school and I wanted to tug those braids. And then I wanted to tug them for a completely different reason. “You notice anything?”
Hayes glanced over at me before looking back at Cassidy and Cash. “Yep.”
“I’m going to shoot the shit out of him.” I grunted. “Aimed all at his dick.”
“Yep.”
We checked in and paid for a few rounds before changing into dark blue coveralls. It didn’t take us long to see that they weren’t exactly meant for guys our size. The larger sizes fit our shoulders and chest but nothing was long enough. I was a few inches taller than my brothers and it really showed in the way my pants showed off several of those inches in bare skin.
Cassidy looked at me and burst out laughing. “You’re wearing capris!”
I grabbed her and tugged her into my chest so I could playfully tickle her sides. “I’m shooting you in the ass today. One hundred percent.”
She laughed wildly and finally slid away from me. “Worth it if it means I get to see you in those pants.”
Cash, who was also wearing capris, caught the attention of a passing employee. “Hey. Can you take a picture of us?”
Cassidy stood in front of us, flexing her muscles while we did the same behind her. Then she squatted in front of us and pointed back at my bare ankles. The kid taking the picture laughed and clicked away with Cash’s phone so I picked Cassidy up and tossed her over my shoulder. I held her down with one arm and flexed with the other while Cash and Hayes laughed.
“Thanks, man.” Cash took his phone back and scrolled through the pictures. “These are great. I’m sending them to y’all. And maybe to a few fancy sports magazines. Just the ones that really highlight your keen fashion sense, West.”
Cassidy was still over my shoulder, pushed at my back. “I swear to god I’ll shoot you in the dick if you don’t put me right side up, West.”
Hayes patted her ass as he walked by. “Lots of those threats going around today.”
