“That’s good, isn’t it?” he asks.
“For sure. It’s a good problem to have, being busy.” I smirk at him.
“How’s the love life?” Christian asks.
“It is what it is,” I answer cryptically.
“Please, you’re a catch, D. I bet you have a couple of men on the go,” he teases.
He has no idea how dire my personal life is. Things with Chance are great when it’s just us outside of the club, but inside the club, it’s like he’s a different person, and I turn into someone I don’t recognize either. Joining Chance when he’s playing with a woman, I don’t do anything with the woman, but the three of us do end up playing. I’ve started to sneak to the club when Chance is busy with work commitments, and I may have been having fun with Micah and his magic dick machines. He has magic hands, too, which have been coming in handy as I’ve been extremely tense recently.
“There’s someone out there that’s perfect for you. And I can’t wait for you to find him,” Christian says, clapping me on the back.
Damn him as I try to hide the tears his kind words mean to me.
22
DERRICK
It’s Axel and Christian’s thirtieth birthdays and we have headed to Vegas to celebrate them. It’s funny seeing the difference between the twins. I forget that they are twins because they are polar opposites, and even more so now that Vanessa and Christian have decided to be together officially. Christian is ready to knock Ness up and join the DILF club with Evan, and Axel is completely allergic to it.
We had an epic day today. Usually, I would have gone with the ladies to enjoy a spa day because who wouldn’t? I love me a spa day, but Christian asked if I could organize his boys’ day instead which was incredibly sweet of him and was totally epic.
“Okay, today I have planned a special guy’s day. A day to separate the boys from the men,” I yell at them in the hotel lobby. I’m living out my Army fantasy right here, and I make it look good in my designer military get-up. The girls come over and say goodbye to their men as if they are truly off to war. It’s a little dramatic, we’re just up the road, but I’m just a jealous bitch because Chance isn’t here, but he’s coming later.You wouldn’t be able to do that in front of everyone anyway.True. Anyway, I’m not going to think about that today.
“Come on, boys, fall out,” I yell at them and escort the guys to the waiting Humvees. “We are going to have so much fun,” I say excitedly as I wait for them all to get into the cars.
We pull up to a warehouse out in the desert and are greeted by the owners, who take us through all the cool stuff they have for us to try today. All the boy’s toys - Guns and shit.
“As you have hired it all for yourselves today, you can choose any gun to shoot.” The owner launches into a big spiel about all the guns on display.If I’m being honest, this little Aussie does not feel comfortable around guns, unlike these Texans.I watch the boys drool over the weapons. I’m happy as long as they are having fun.
Which they do because they are like giddy school kids getting back into the party bus, all talking a hundred miles an hour, making shooting sounds as they have a dick measuring contest on who shot the best. I would rather have a proper dick measuring contest, wondering who out of Dirty Texas has the biggest dick. I bet it’s Oscar, he’s the size of a woolly mammoth. Could be Axel, but as a twin, I’m going to assume because I’ve seen Chris’ dick that I’ve seen Axel’s.
“Now, who’s up for more action?” I ask them as the party bus turns up at the range to take us to our next destination.
“Are we playing with them?” Finn asks excitedly as we arrive at the dig site, which is filled with excavation equipment for the boys to dig shit up with.Didn’t realize straight men had such a Bob-the-Builder fetish because these rock stars are losing their minds over digging up dirt and moving it. To be fair, it did feel kind of badass digging a hole with one of those machines.Ew. Is this the slippery slope of turning straight?
“Now, don’t think the day is over just yet.” I usher the boys back into the party bus. “We have another stop, and I think you’re all going to love it.” We travel a little further and arrive at a racetrack. Lined up is a flotilla of supercars—Ferraris,Lamborghinis, Maseratis, Porsches, and Aston Martins, all in a rainbow of colors. The boys lose their minds again, and even I am excited by the gorgeous cars. We spend the next couple of hours zooming around the racetrack trying not to kill ourselves.
“Now this ultimate guy day is coming to an end, and I know you’re all sad because today has been kind of awesome, because hello, I organized it,” I explain to the boys on the bus. “But we’re moving on to the last stop, and I think this is going to be your favorite stop yet.”
“Derrick, this has been epic. I don’t know how you have done it, but today has been the best,” Christian says, raising his beer at me. The rest of the bus does the same, and all cheer to me.Please don’t stop, tell me more or take off your clothes, that would be a better cheer.
“Best birthday ever, D,” Axel adds, wrapping his arm around my shoulders and giving me a noogey. How does this man still smell so nice after we’ve been sweating our balls off in the Vegas heat? I take another sniff of him. “Did you just sniff me?”
“Um.”
Axel bursts out laughing. “Do I smell that much?”
I shake my head. “Total opposite, you smell good, and I don’t understand how.”
“Guess I’m just perfect.” He smirks, giving me a wink.
Axel Taylor is pretty damn perfect in my eyes.
“Don’t know about that, I haven’t seen your dick yet,” I tease back, which has him bursting out laughing.
“Maybe, for your birthday, I’ll show you.”
