Weird.
I go to the butler’s pantry and check the fridge there. None. My mom is obsessive about preparing for holidays. She always has everyone’s favorite drinks and snacks. She plans events for months.
I turn, nearly running into Wolfe. “There’s no Dr. Pepper.”
“Now I’m mad. I can’t hit Mark when he deserves it, I have blue balls, and can’t even get a fucking Dr. Pepper?”
“And there’s not even any gas stations open at this hour in this fuck ass town.”
“So your family hates me?”
I burst out laughing. It’s not funny, but it’s so funny.
Wolfe glares. “I don’t know if I can tolerate this level of disrespect.”
“I don’t mean it.” But I can’t control my laughter.
He turns to go, but I grab his arm, trying to stop him. “Let me make it up to you.”
He glances over his shoulder. “How?”
“Surely my mouth can make up for it.” I stare at him, daring him to say a blow job isn’t as good as a DP.
“Fine…but only if you answer three questions too.”
“Three?” I ask. We always do shit like this and make the other answer stuff, but usually it’s one.
“You heard me.”
“Fine.” I drag him to my room before anything else can get in our way.
As soon as I close the door, I grab at his waistband.
But he grabs my hands. “Questions first.”
“You’re fucking kidding me!” I’m finally giving in to indulgence, and the universe keeps throwing cockblocks.
He’s grinning, and now I know I’m going to suffer for this. “I’m not.”
“Why do I have to pay before? I feel like I’m getting punished when this isn’t even my mistake.” My head falls back as I groan. Being horny and in love with your best friend is a fucking curse—don’t let anyone tell you it’s not.
“You made me come here and told me it would be amazing.”
“No, I didn’t!” I laugh, and he does, too. “Fuck off.”
“Not even a please?”
I sink into a seat. “I thought you were cranky and horny, and I’m just trying to help. You should be saying please to me.”
He lifts a brow, considering my words. “My frustration and need for DP tampered my horniness.”
“I’ll give you DP,” I mutter.
Wolfe perks up. “Got a secret stash?”
I groan again and grip my dick. “Ask your questions, or I’m taking my mouth to the shower and getting myself off.”
“Can you suck yourself off?” He comes to the edge of the bed where I sat and shoves himself between my knees.
