“Nah.I’d rather not have to walk all the way home when you decide you’re sleeping over.”
“I’m not gonna sleep over.”
“Uh-huh.And Wyatt isn’t gonna take that tornado hunter he’s been chasing all these years, who just happened to roll into town today, to his kinky cabin in the west pasture.”He climbs out of the passenger seat and rests his forearms on the hood of my truck.“Let me know when you’re done with your sleepover tomorrow and we’ll drop off Daisy’s vehicle.”
“I already told you, I ain’t spending the night.”
“I heard you.I just don’t believe you.”He taps the roof and closes the door.“Poor old Wade, the last lonely Winchester standing.”
“Pfft.Daisy and I are just friends.”
My phone chimes again and I glance down.Beneath our texts is another picture of Daisy’s cake, this one served up on a plate beside hers.
Baby Mama: You really need to save me from eating this whole thing.
I shoot off a quick reply.
Me: But who will save my horse?I finish with a winky face emoji.
“Yeah.”Wade pulls me out of my head.“’Cause that’s what that look says.So long, brother.Your days as a single man are numbered.”
“Whatever,” I call, but he’s already headed for his truck and just shoots me the bird over his shoulder.
Me: On my way, darlin’.
All I can think of the entire drive to her house, is how I want to sweep that cake off her breakfast table, bury my face between her milky thighs and eat my fill of her sweet pussy.My jeans get a little tighter at the thought, and before I know it, I can barely focus on the road.I want her in every way humanly possible, spread out before me like a fucking feast, my cum dripping out of her pretty cunt, her belly swollen with my babies.
I don’t know where the hell that last thought came from, but just because it surprised me, doesn’t make it any less true.I never imagined myself a dad, a husband—hell, I only just discovered I’m freaking in love with my best friend—but Daisy-Mae’s bringing out all my animal instincts and the most surprising yet, might just be that I have a breeding kink.
When I get to Daisy’s, I sit in the driveway, the engine running as if I’m gonna do the same.Running would be smart, but no one ever accused me of being that.
Her front door opens and her smile lights up when she sees me through my open window.“Knew you couldn’t resist my cake.”
“You got me.”
In more ways than one.And she doesn’t even know it.
“Well, are you gonna sit there all night?”She says with a smug smile as she leans against the doorframe.“Or are you gonna come inside?”
Oh god, do I want to.I’m in way over my head here.How am I supposed to sit on her couch eating her cake and watchingThe Real Housewiveswhen all I wanna do is fall to my knees and worship every inch of her?Goddamn it.Like a chump, I went and fell in love with my best friend, and I’m too afraid to tell her in case I fuck everything up.
“Keep your panties on, ma’am.I’m coming,” I say jokingly.As if there’s even another choice.
