I don’t need her seeing my friend’s massive dong.
He sits up in bed like he’s not conscious enough to process that he’s got an audience, but knowing him, it’s more likely that he just doesn’t care.
“Hey!” Joey bats at my hand and sucks in a sharp breath when she’s met with the sight of his?—
“Whoa, Millie!” She gallops to the other side of the bed and practically climbs onto her cousin’s lap.
Millie’s bare shoulders peep out from under the sheets as they bow their heads and whisper.
Trying like hell to avert my gaze from my stark-naked friend, I snatch a pillow from the floor and toss it at him. I have to take a quick step back to keep from stepping on a bright pink vibrator on the floor.
“Hey, man,” he says, swinging his legs over the side of the bed. “What’s up?” Thank fuck he’s casually got the pillow tucked under one forearm so it covers his junk.
“Anyone care to explain what’s going on?” Joey asks, wearing a wicked smile.
“Yeah.” I stand a little straighter and cross my arms over my chest. “Let’s address the elephant in the room.”
“Which one?” Joey sends herself into another fit of giggles.
I roll my eyes at her innuendo, and Ezra reaches across the bed to give her a high five.
“All right, out, boys!” Joey announces, bouncing a little on the bed next to Millie, whose fair hair is wild and tangled.
“What about coffee?” I pout, my heart sinking.
“Raincheck?” She gives me the world’s cutest puppy-dog eyes. “Millie and I havelotsto catch up on.” She boops her cousin’s nose, her expression morphing to a mischievous one again.
“Sure,” I sigh, tamping down my disappointment. I don’t want to pressure her and scare her off, so we’ll play this herway. I pull out my phone and check my work schedule. I’m not on the clock until six tonight. “I’ll text you.”
She nods and shoots me a smile. “Sounds good. Sorry.”
“Dude, what the hell was that?”
When the server brings us two steaming cups of coffee, I can’t help but wonder how Joey takes hers—if she even drinks coffee.
Ezra brings his mug to his lips and takes a slow sip. “You saw. Not much to explain.” He shrugs. “Unless, of course, it’s been so long you need a lesson,” he teases.
He can be a real pain in my ass when he’s being elusive.
“What about you and Joey?” he asks, spinning the arrow to me.
My heart rate speeds up at that phrase.You and Joey. Like we’re a thing. “What about us?”
He cocks a brow that screamsI’m not taking your shit.
“Fine.” I set my coffee down and take a deep breath. Talking this out might be exactly what I need, and who better to do that with than my closest friend?
“Nothing happened. She was drunk, so I brought her back to my room so I could make sure she was safe. That’s all.”
She would have been safe in her room, too, but when I offered to keep an eye on her, Millie winked and said that was an excellent idea. At the time I thought she was doing me a favor, but after what we walked in on this morning, I’m rethinking that assumption.
“She woke up disoriented but recovered quickly. She wanted to run back to her room to change. Then,” I stretch my arm to the side, “we find your ugly ass—literally—this morning. We were supposed to get coffee together and talk, but shebailed on me.”
“I can’t believe she’s here. That’s like some psycho-fate shit,” Ezra says, snagging a croissant off the plate our server set between us. He watches me, obviously waiting for me to spill more details.
“Tell me about it.” I take a sip of my Americano, relishing the way the warm liquid coats my throat. “I just feel this pull toward her, you know?” I flex my fingers around my mug.
Whether or not Ezra understands, he gives me a nod of encouragement.
