“I’m notpissed.”
I ran my hands through my hair, catching my breath. The blood was creeping back into my brain, fucking slowly. “You should be. Zane’s an asshole.” He was. He was one of my best friends, yeah, but when it came to women?Asshole.
“Goodnight, Jude.” She hopped out of the car before I knew what washappening.
I got out my side, clumsily; the blood wasn’t exactly back in all the right places yet. “The fuck are you going?” I called to her across the roof of my car. “Roni! Get back in thecar.”
“I’m going home.” She strode toward the street corner in the rain, where a taxi was happening by. “Alone,” she tossed over hershoulder.
“I can give you a ride!” I called after her as she flagged the cabdown.
“I think I already gave you one!” she called back, strutting right over to the cab with a little too much bounce in herstep.
Was she fucking enjoyingthis?
“Then let me return the fuckin’favor!”
“It was mytreat!”
Fuck me.“And for the record, you do have cocksuckinglips!”
She turned and grinned at me, then dropped into thecab.
Could not believe I just yelled that down the street. But fuck, thiswoman.
It was a downtown street at night, where no one gave a fuck, other than some drunk college boys smoking outside a pub. They hooted and shouted back some shit Iignored.
I glanced at the truck that was parked just inside the back alley, about a dozen feet from me, as its headlights popped on. I could just make out the face of the driver as he smiled at me. FuckingBane.
I flipped him my middle finger. Fucker probably saw the whole thing. At least, Roni’s head disappearing into my lap for like a half-hour.
Fucking hottest half-hour my dick had everexperienced.
I got in my car. Watched Bane pull out, following Roni’staxi.
And I felt like a fuckingcreep.
I sighed. My dick was still fucking throbbing, my heart still beating too hard in mychest.
I picked up my phone and sent her a text. Twotexts.
Me:I lied to you more than I shouldhave.
Me:I’msorry.
I started up the car, then picked up the phone again and sent one moretext.
Me:I liked you. I should’ve said thatmore.
Then I drovehome.
Chapter Fifteen
Roni
The next nightI had my meeting with Brody, in his home office, to go over the whole promotional strategy for the New Year’s Eve event. He liked it, added in a few suggestions of his own, anddone.
Promoting this event would be a serious no-brainer.
