Page 103 of Breaking Hollywood

“Her car is huge.” I size out with my hands.

“What car do you have?” Julian looks at Speedy.

She glances at me, a smile creeping onto her face.

Don’t you fucking dare, babe.

“A tank.”

Julian looks at me and then back at Speedy, and then he bursts out laughing. “God, she must like you if she’s willing to lie for you!”

“Vaughn, the fucking asshole.” I narrow my eyes.

“Of course he called me to tell me you got your foot broken by a tiny car!”

“They might look small, but they weigh a fucking ton!”

Julian is belly-laughing, and Speedy joins in with him.

“Bastards.” I frown. “The pair of you are total bastards.”

“Aw, babe. We’re just teasing.” Speedy leans over and plants a kiss on my cheek.

I see Julian’s brows go up in question.

I haven’t told him that Speedy and I are sleeping together. Well, dating. That she’s my girlfriend. Not that I’ve told her that. I mean, asked her.

Fuck. Am I back in high school?

When he arrived, I introduced them, and Julian remembered her from that time we all met in the club—you know, the meeting I pretended to forget—which made me feel like a total shit when I saw how happy it made her that Julian had remembered her. And that was it. They were off gossiping together like a pair of long-lost friends.

Turns out, Speedy is a big fan of his show. Her friend Logan got her into it.

Good thing Julian likes dick, or I might be getting jealous with how well they’re getting along.

The pizza is gone, and the game has finished, but I hardly got to watch it because Speedy and Julian were too busy talking. But, honestly, I didn’t even mind, which is weird because I hate it when I watch a game and it gets interrupted.

What is this woman doing to me?

“So, you two are dating?” Julian says to us both.

Speedy looks at me, a question in her eyes.

I keep my eyes on her. “Yeah, we are.”

The smile that lifts her lips lights up my insides. And my dick instantly wants to party with her pussy.

Saying those words out loud has just made this thing I have with her even more real. And I like it. A fuck of a lot.

I turn to Julian. “Speedy is my girlfriend.”

And I sound like a teenage boy.

The grin on Julian’s face tells me I’m going to get the ribbing of my life because of that comment. But you know what? I don’t give a fuck.

See what she’s doing to me? Turning me into one of those guys who goes brainless over his girl.

“You do realize that you’ve got your hands full with him, right?” Julian says to her.