sixteen
Nico
Mydickisraginghard at being yelled at by Savannah. The increased blood flow south and away from my brain isn’t helping me figure out what the fuck she’s talking about.
Woman in the hallway?
I don’t bring women into my home. When I hook up, it’s always at hotels or their place, so I can leave whenever the fuck I want. I don’t want women getting the wrong idea.
Savannah is more than welcome to get the wrong idea. There is something about her that has me thinking crazy thoughts. Thoughts beyond just one night of dirty hot sex.
Hell, I went out and bought balcony furniture with her in mind. I dreamed about her, naked and spread out on the black chaise. Me on my knees, feasting on her pussy until she comes all over my face.
I’m still staring at her apartment like an idiot when my phone rings inside. I keep going over everything she said in my head as I make my way inside and snag my cell off the coffee table.
I swipe the screen and answer the call. “Hey, Ma.”
“Ciao, figlio mio. Come stai oggi?” my mom chirps in Italian.Hello, my son. How are you today?She’s in a good mood today if she’s talking in her native tongue.
“Grateful for a day off.” I glance back towards Savannah’s apartment. It could be better if I knew just what the hell the complicated woman was talking about. “What about you?”
“I’m good. Happy to have the night off from the restaurant. Did Sofia drop off the dishes I made for you?”
“She did. She…” Fucking hell. Now I know what Savannah was going on about. “Listen, Ma. I have something I need to do. Mind if we chat tomorrow?”
“Of course, Nico. I love you.”
“Love you too, Ma.”
I hang up the phone as everything finally clicks into place. Something inside my chest does a little flip with excitement. In all that confusion, I missed the most important part.
My sexy little neighbor is jealous.
Savannah has pre-conceived notions about who I am. She thinks I’m nothing but a cocky fuckboy baseball player. To be fair, I gave myself that reputation, so she’s not wrong, but sleeping around doesn’t make me a bad person.
Now I just need to prove that to her and maybe have a little fun along the way.
I make a quick call, then head back out onto the balcony to sprawl out on the new daybed and wait for Stage Two to commence.
seventeen
Savannah
There’salongstretchof silence on the other end of the camera as I wait for my best friends, Hollis and Xanthe, to respond.
After the dressing down I gave Nico, I immediately dialed Xanthe’s number, hoping for some sound advice. Since she and Hollis are inseparable, I’ve just finished telling them all about my new neighbor and his connection to Charlotte and my colleague.
“Well?” I ask, tired of waiting.
Xanthe’s long, straight black hair falls over her face like a curtain as she turns to Hollis. “What do you think, Holls?”
“I think our girl Savy should hate-fuck the hot baseball player.”
“What?” I gasp.
“Girl, you need to bang him and get him out of your system,” Hollis repeats with an evil grin. She’s like the devil who sits on your shoulder, encouraging you to make the worst decisions possible.
“Can you be for real, please? I am not going to fuck him. Didn’t you hear what I said? He was with Charlotte. That would be too…weird.”
