Her eyes flick to my mouth.
“I watched you come on my grown-ass man cock, darling.”
Heat climbs up her chest, and her cheeks turn a dark pink.
“That might be true, but grown-ass men usually let go when they agree to no-strings sex. And you, baby boy, seem to be stuck between the palm trees and the ocean.”
With that, she throws the car in reverse and hauls ass out of the job site.
I stay there, rooted in place, watching her taillights until they blur into two red dots and disappear.
She’s right.
And I fucking hate that.
Still doesn’t change the fact that I can’t get her out of my head.
It’s not like I’m in love with Penny.
Fuck.
That night, we moved like we were on the same frequency. Every touch, every shift of her body—she somehow knew exactly what I wanted before I said a word. She was so fucking responsive. Everything between us felt so damn natural, like her body was made for me.
It’s time for me to go vibe somewhere else.
I quickly fire off a text to the group chat before I head to my office to grab my shit.
Miles: He-yo! What are we doing tonight? *eyes emoji*
As soon as I get in my truck, I check my phone.
Gio: Hey! I’m grilling steaks for dinner, then we’re having a dance party with the twins. You’re more than welcome to join us.
Xander: Rain’s been throwing up all day. Chicken soup and saltines for us.
Manny: Throwing up? Do you want me to stop by? Tommy and I are having pizza and movie night. You can join us if you want, Miles.
River: I’m going to check on Mom and Granny, then I’m going home.
Merlin: I just landed in Miami. The match is tomorrow at twelve-thirty. I hope you all watch, assholes. *heart emoji*
That last text pulls a faint smile out of me. I’m so fucking proud of my little bro. He’s the only one of us who didn’t let Dad’s death derail his life, and now he’s out there living his dream with a National Soccer League team.
Miles: You all are boring as fuck—except you, Merlin. Proud of you, bro! I’ll catch you all later.
Xander: That’s what happens when you’re single and have no wingman, Miles. Go to the bar and get a beer or two. Maybe you’ll meet someone.
Xander: Thanks, Manny. But there’s no need for you to come over and check on Rain. She’s pregnant—nothing you can do about that.
River: WHAT??? MY SISTER IS PREGNANT AND THAT’S HOW YOU TELL US, ASSHAT?!
Gio: Oh! Now my wife’s behavior makes so much sense! Congrats, Xander. Welcome to the Dad club!
Manny: Happy news! Congrats, Xander.
Xander: @ River oops! Sorry, bro. I wasn’t supposed to share that yet. Whenever Rain tells you please act surprised!! She’s going to kill me. *dead emoji*
Merlin: Awww, another niece or nephew to spoil? Congrats, Goat!
