“Where’s the baby doll? She hasn’t been here for a few days.”
I miss her, which is kind of weird. I don’t miss girls except maybe my mom but I went most of my life without her attention so maybe not really her either. It was fun having Savy here in the house. She mixed things up in a good way even if she turned down every charming sexual advance I sent her way. I kind of like that about her too, though. I’ve got chicks lining up to suck my cock in hopes they can ride me all the way to the draft but my doll doesn’t fit in that lineup.
I saw the heat in her eyes when she saw me getting my knob polished the other morning but it was the flash of disappointment in her eyes right before she ran away that had me slowing my thrusts and made my dick deflate like a Savy sized pin pricked it, that’s stuck with me since she left.
I’ve never given two shits about what any girl thought of me but somewhere between her magic fingers running through my hair while I laid on her stomach and the hurt I saw in her eyes when Tate outed her V card fiasco, I started to give a shit…just a little bit. Hmm, okay, maybe a lot. It takes me all of three seconds to decide she’s going to be my new obsession. I’ve never obsessed over a girl before, never cared enough to - but Savy…she just hits different, harder, and yup, I fucking want her.
Ash sighs deeply in annoyance and crosses his arms while Tate’s eyes drop to the floor with a frown.
“You fucking too, Jude?”
When I just raise an eyebrow at him and spin my eyebrow ring piercing, Ash scoffs.
“What is with all of you and this chick? You want to fake fuck her too?”
I cock my head to the side in consideration and Tate spears me with a dark look, making me laugh.
“What? I like having her around. She’s like…like a cute little house elf that smells nice and she brings me treats!”
Ash glowers my way. “We don’t DO chicks in the house unless it’s to fuck them and eject them. We don’t need that little mouse hanging around here all the time.” He glares at us all before landing on Tate. “Your little fake experiment is starting to get on my nerves.”
Beck shrugs one big shoulder. “To be fair, Savy’s not like the skirts we usually bang. She doesn’t…cling or ask for anything. She’s more like having a pet in the house. Fun to cuddle and play with. I don’t see the harm in her hanging out with us. It’s not like it’ll go any further. She’s not hot enough for that.” He says but his eyes slide to the side telling me he’s full of shit.
Ash reaches out and gives Tate a shove. “And you? Don’t tell me you’re actually starting to have feelings for the bookworm. Your fake is pretty damn convincing at times.”
Tate rolls his eyes. “Cause I’m that damn good! She’s nothing, man. A means to an end. My grades are already starting to come up. I just need to play this out a little while longer and then I can drop…”
He trails off with a look of guilty panic on his face as he looks behind Ash. I lean to the side and my eyebrows pop up when I see a pale-faced Savy standing there with a pan of something in her hands. When her eyes flash with anger behind her black-rimmed glasses, I really wish I had found that snack. Popcorn would be awesome right now for the show that’s about to kick off.
Ash looks over his shoulder and spots her. His face goes blank but I see his throat move as he swallows hard and then she’s stomping toward us. She comes around the island and thrusts the pan into my chest, hard. Her eyes are a snapping bright blue and her shoulders are tight with tension. I’ve never seen her angry before. She’s fucking glorious.
“Here! Delivery from the smelly fucking house elf. Enjoy it, it’ll be the last.”
She turns away from me and reaches into her tote bag to pull out a jar of something and throws it at Beck. He snatches it out of the air just before it nails him in the face.
“That organic tiger balm I was telling you about for your big boy owwies. You can rub it on and then go down to the shelter to get a fucking dog to cuddle with!”
Tate’s next in her line of fire as she yanks out a stack of papers and tosses them straight up into the air causing sheets to fly everywhere.
“Your next essay, with some edits and suggestions so you can get the best fake mark possible. Also, your fake girlfriend is for real dumping your fake ass!”
Tate’s mouth drops open like he wants to say something to her but she’s already turning away to face Ash.
“And YOU! Don’t think I would forget to bring you something. I have it right here!”
She sticks her hand deep into the bag and rummages around in it before meeting his eyes with her furious blue ones and slowly pulls her hand out. It’s empty except for her middle finger, proud and stiff.
“This is for you!” She jabs it hard his way and then punches it toward each one of us. “You don’t mind sharing it with your boys, do you?”
Her hand drops to her side as the other one reaches into her pocket and pulls out the key Tate must have given her. It’s attached to a plastic pink butterfly that clinks against the counter when she tosses it down. I catch sight of the furious tears that are finally starting to well up in her eyes as she spins around and runs from the room. Tate waits for a beat and then he’s tearing after her.
“Savy, wait!”
We hear her voice break with pain when she yells back. “D-don’t t-touch me!”
And then the front door slams closed. Tate comes back with his hands digging into his hair. I peel back the foil on the pan she shoved at me and dig into the cinnamon buns she baked just for me with a grin and then a laugh. They all look my way so I lift one of the treats up like I’m toasting them with it.
“Anybody else find a pissed-off Savy hot as fuck?” I say as I stuff the sticky treat into my mouth.
