then nodded. “Sure. Maybe we can watch a movie afterwards?”
“I’d rather watch you, babe,” he replied. My eyes almost rolled right out of my head at that. And the winner of worst sleazy line of the year is….Jason Lowry!
They both headed towards the front door and disappeared from view. Grinning, I pulled off my shirt and pants, grabbed a pair of novelty handcuffs I’d bought as a joke years ago, and then I reclined on the bed again, clad only in boxer shorts.
I heard Jason and Sasha’s voices all the way from downstairs. “Nice kitchen and lounge room. Your stepfather has good taste. By the way, what’s your room like?” Jason said.
Again…how subtle.
“Oh, you don’t want to see my room,” Sasha said, sounding even more nervous. “It’s really messy.”
“Of course I do,” Jason said, his voice as smooth as butter. “I don’t care if it’s messy. I just wanna see that vintage stamp collection you told me about at dinner.”
Stamp collection? Ha. Sasha was so adorably nerdy.
“Well, okay. I guess I can show you for a minute,” Sasha said.
I heard their footsteps approaching the bedroom door, and then the knob turned.
“So, this is your room, huh? I…”
Jason began to speak, but his sentence abruptly ended when he saw me on the bed. Sasha’s mouth dropped open, and she gave me such a look of shocked fury that I honestly thought I’d turn into a pillar of salt.
I feigned a surprised expression and waved at them with one hand, dangling the handcuffs from the other. “Hey, Sash, I didn’t know you were bringing Jason over tonight,” I said in the most innocent voice I could muster up. “We said we’d discuss orgies beforehand, remember? But it’s okay, I’ve got enough for everyone. Are we filming this one, by the way?”
Speaking of filming, I desperately wished I had a camera right now to capture the expression on Sasha’s face.
“Logan, what the…”
She was cut off by Jason. “What the fuck, Sasha? You brought me up here for a threesome with your stepbrother?”
“I…no! Of course not! I didn’t…”
Jason held his hands up, cutting her off again. “Fuck this, I’m outta here. I had no idea you were into this kinda stuff. I gotta give you credit, though, you played the innocent card really well.”
“Jason, it’s not what you think. It’s just Logan being a friggin’ asshole!”
Sasha tried to explain, but Jason had already dashed out of the room and was probably running to his car at full speed by now. Sasha ran out of the room as well, and I heard muffled voices coming from downstairs near the front door before Jason’s car started up and took off.
Sasha stormed back upstairs a few minutes later, her face like thunder.
“Do you think that was actually funny?” she said. Her face was red with rage. “You ruined my night! He’ll probably never speak to me again!”
I picked up my shirt and pulled it back on as she continued her tirade. “How dare you do this to me? What the hell is your problem? God knows what he’ll tell everyone tomorrow...ugh, I’m seriously going to kill you!”
“Look, Jason’s a fucking dick, Sasha. He’s not worth your effort and time. Save it for someone better,” I said, trying to excuse my behavior. I was actually starting to feel bad for ruining her night, though. As much as I couldn’t stand Jason, she’d obviously been excited to be with him, and now that I was thinking about it, I really had taken the prank too far.
She narrowed her eyes at me. “You’re way more of a dick than him. Let me decide for myself who’s worth my time and who’s not. And stay the hell out of my way from now on,” she hissed.
I stood up and approached her. “I might be a dick, but he’s worse, trust me. That guy is nothing but a sleazeball jerk who would’ve broken your heart,” I said.
“And what about you? You wouldn’t do the same to me?” she asked.
She clapped a hand over her mouth a second later, as if she
“I’d rather watch you, babe,” he replied. My eyes almost rolled right out of my head at that. And the winner of worst sleazy line of the year is….Jason Lowry!
They both headed towards the front door and disappeared from view. Grinning, I pulled off my shirt and pants, grabbed a pair of novelty handcuffs I’d bought as a joke years ago, and then I reclined on the bed again, clad only in boxer shorts.
I heard Jason and Sasha’s voices all the way from downstairs. “Nice kitchen and lounge room. Your stepfather has good taste. By the way, what’s your room like?” Jason said.
Again…how subtle.
“Oh, you don’t want to see my room,” Sasha said, sounding even more nervous. “It’s really messy.”
“Of course I do,” Jason said, his voice as smooth as butter. “I don’t care if it’s messy. I just wanna see that vintage stamp collection you told me about at dinner.”
Stamp collection? Ha. Sasha was so adorably nerdy.
“Well, okay. I guess I can show you for a minute,” Sasha said.
I heard their footsteps approaching the bedroom door, and then the knob turned.
“So, this is your room, huh? I…”
Jason began to speak, but his sentence abruptly ended when he saw me on the bed. Sasha’s mouth dropped open, and she gave me such a look of shocked fury that I honestly thought I’d turn into a pillar of salt.
I feigned a surprised expression and waved at them with one hand, dangling the handcuffs from the other. “Hey, Sash, I didn’t know you were bringing Jason over tonight,” I said in the most innocent voice I could muster up. “We said we’d discuss orgies beforehand, remember? But it’s okay, I’ve got enough for everyone. Are we filming this one, by the way?”
Speaking of filming, I desperately wished I had a camera right now to capture the expression on Sasha’s face.
“Logan, what the…”
She was cut off by Jason. “What the fuck, Sasha? You brought me up here for a threesome with your stepbrother?”
“I…no! Of course not! I didn’t…”
Jason held his hands up, cutting her off again. “Fuck this, I’m outta here. I had no idea you were into this kinda stuff. I gotta give you credit, though, you played the innocent card really well.”
“Jason, it’s not what you think. It’s just Logan being a friggin’ asshole!”
Sasha tried to explain, but Jason had already dashed out of the room and was probably running to his car at full speed by now. Sasha ran out of the room as well, and I heard muffled voices coming from downstairs near the front door before Jason’s car started up and took off.
Sasha stormed back upstairs a few minutes later, her face like thunder.
“Do you think that was actually funny?” she said. Her face was red with rage. “You ruined my night! He’ll probably never speak to me again!”
I picked up my shirt and pulled it back on as she continued her tirade. “How dare you do this to me? What the hell is your problem? God knows what he’ll tell everyone tomorrow...ugh, I’m seriously going to kill you!”
“Look, Jason’s a fucking dick, Sasha. He’s not worth your effort and time. Save it for someone better,” I said, trying to excuse my behavior. I was actually starting to feel bad for ruining her night, though. As much as I couldn’t stand Jason, she’d obviously been excited to be with him, and now that I was thinking about it, I really had taken the prank too far.
She narrowed her eyes at me. “You’re way more of a dick than him. Let me decide for myself who’s worth my time and who’s not. And stay the hell out of my way from now on,” she hissed.
I stood up and approached her. “I might be a dick, but he’s worse, trust me. That guy is nothing but a sleazeball jerk who would’ve broken your heart,” I said.
“And what about you? You wouldn’t do the same to me?” she asked.
She clapped a hand over her mouth a second later, as if she
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