He’s wrong.
I’m not interested in relationships, but sex is important. I’m a horny fucker with a healthy libido, and I regularly quench my thirst.
Who I fuck and why I fuck them has nothing to do with Lili.
“Do you really think that?” Lili asks in between mouthfuls of wine. She’s going to have some hangover tomorrow.
“Yes, I do. The thing is Caleb doesn’t even realize it. He’s hellbent on avoiding relationships because his feelings scare him. It’s why he won’t confront his feelings for you.”
I’m getting schooled by an eighteen-year-old.
Awesome.
“It doesn’t matter anyway,” Elisa says. “I am officially done with him, and you’re right. It’s stupid to continue holding on to my virginity. Even if he begged me to have sex, I wouldn’t give it up to him. It was a stupid fantasy I’ve been clinging to for far too long. It’s time to let that dream go.”
Chapter Ten
Caleb
Okay, hold up. Is she saying she is still a virgin because she was waiting to give that honor tome? The arrogant part of me might have considered that on occasion, but mostly I thought she was holding back until she met the right guy. Not gonna lie, my chest puffs with pride, and my dick swells behind my zipper, more than down with the idea, which is insane. I don’t screw virgins. They have zero experience, and you have to go slow and be careful, which is the antithesis of how I like to fuck.
Resolve is etched upon Elisa’s gorgeous face as she says, “I’m going to do it.” She swigs from the almost empty wine bottle as Rowan grins at her and Romeo grins at his phone while typing out a message. “I’m going to have sex with Seb,” she proclaims, and I instantly see red.
“Over my dead fucking body are you screwing that preppy douche,” I snarl, stepping out from behind the bush.
Elisa screams and drops the wine bottle. Romeo jerks his head up, the smile instantly fading from his face. Rowan quirks a brow and smirks, finishing the blunt and reaching for a beer.
“What the…what the hell are you doing here, and were you eavesdropping on our private conversation?” Elisa asks, swaying a little as she climbs to her feet.
“I came looking for you after Anais told me you showed up at my place, and yes I was eavesdropping.” I step up into the gazebo and glower at her. “You are not giving your V-card to that prick.”
Her cheeks stain red, and the vein in her neck visibly throbs. “You don’t get a say, and he’s not a prick! He’s my boyfriend, and he’s a decent guy.”
“He’s a dead guy if his cock goes anywhere near your pussy, your mouth, or your ass.”
Her cheeks are fire-engine red now.
“If you’re blushing hearing those words, you are not ready for sex anyway.” I smirk as her blush deepens further.
“Fuck you, Caleb.”
“I might if you ask me nicely,” I blurt without engaging my brain.
“What?” all three ask in unison, their voices incredulous.
“I didn’t mean it. You know we’re not like that.”
“No, of course not.” Elisa attempts to storm past me, but her feet crunch on broken glass, and she shrieks as her arms and legs flay, and she almost loses her balance.
“I’ve got you.” Grabbing her by her slim waist, I lift her over the mess on the floor. She is light as a feather, and she fits perfectly in my hands.
“Let me go,” she says, attempting to wriggle out of my arms, but I’m taller, stronger, and broader, and I’m not letting her go until I’m ready to.
“No. Not until you talk to me.”
She snorts. “Get lost and go back to that bitch. I hope you two make one another miserable.”
“Anais lied.”
