“Oh, yeah, totally.” She giggles.
“Hey! I’m an easy guy to get along with.”
She snorts.
I look at her. “What?”
“Nothing.” She shakes her head, smiling innocently. “Right, boys, as much fun as this night has been, this girl is tired, so I’m gonna hit the hay.” She squeezes my thigh with her hand and then softly kisses my lips. “Night, babe,” she whispers.
My dick instantly perks up.
Not yet, big fella.
“It was really nice to meet you, Julian.”
She gets up and goes over to him. He gets to his feet and kisses her on the cheek.
“Thanks for the pizza.”
“Anytime.” She waves him off. “Hope to see you again soon.”
“You definitely will.” He smiles.
“Come on, Gucci.”
She pats her thigh, and Gucci looks up from her spot by Julian’s feet, not seeming to want to move.
“I’ll bring her through when I come to bed.”
“Oh, okay.” She smiles.
“Night, babe.” I watch her leave the room, her gorgeous ass swaying in her skirt as she walks. My cock begs to get up and follow her.
“So…she’s your girlfriend,” Julian says in a singsong voice.
I flip him off, and he laughs.
“Smoke?” I say, suddenly needing a cigarette.
“Sure.”
Julian never used to smoke. He only started up a few years ago when he was getting clean from his addiction. Yeah, Julian’s the friend who was addicted to painkillers. It’s not uncommon for addicts to replace one addiction with another. Lesser of the two evils. They’ll both kill you in the end. It’ll just take the smokes longer to send you to the grave, and you won’t lose everything because of them.
We head out onto the terrace, and Gucci follows.
I take a seat on one of the chairs at the table and pass Julian a cigarette. I light my own up and then hand him the lighter.
Gucci parks her butt next to Julian’s chair.
“I can’t believe you have a fucking goat living in your apartment.” Julian chuckles, reaching down to scratch Gucci on the head.
“I know. But she comes with Speedy. They’re a package, so what can I do?”
“I like her.”
“Speedy or the goat?”
“Well, Gucci’s cute. But I meant Ava.”