it was the most natural thing in the world.
“No. Aren’t you a little old to make up a fake girlfriend to save face with your friends?” She walked out and I followed her into the bathroom, appreciating the way her butt looked in her skintight pants.
“Touché.” I pasted my toothbrush and did the same to hers before handing it to her. We brushed our teeth side by side then I sat on the counter and watched her put on a little makeup. “You’re gorgeous.”
She smiled. “Thank you.” She dug around in her bathroom bag and pulled out a few different long necklaces and slid them over her head.
I hopped down and walked up behind her, resting my chin on her shoulder. “Why don’t you have a boyfriend?” I studied us together in the mirror. We each had blonde hair and light eyes. Hers green to mine blue. Her skin was lighter than mine. We’d make pretty babies. What the actual fuck? That’s not what I meant. I meant, we were both attractive people and separately we’d make pretty babies. With other people. Thank God I did not say that shit out loud. Her hand jobs were scrambling my brain.
“I’ve been let down by a man my whole life. I’m not ready to add more disappointment just yet.” She’d said that a few times now and each time it was sobering. Each time it reminded me that I wasn’t the guy for her. I refused to be another man who hurt this vibrant, kind soul.
All that aside, I still wanted her to believe there were good guys out there. There was someone for her, someone that would treat her right. Cherish her heart. I put my hands on her narrow hips and spun her around to face me. “Not all men are going to let you down, Pixie.”
She shrugged. “Yeah, well. We’ll see I guess.”
My phone rang on the counter, Lexi’s face lighting up the screen. I hit accept and then put it on speakerphone while I started to fix my hair. “What’s up, Lex?”
“The sitter got here early for the girls. Y’all want to meet us down at the bar for a couple drinks before we head out?” Surprisingly I was looking forward to seeing everyone again. There was no fear, no trepidation.
I cut my eyes toward Lo. “You good with that?” I found myself really caring about her answer. Like if she didn’t want to meet for drinks with my friends, I would have been fine with skipping it. I chose to brush that thought aside; no use analyzing the things that could confuse you. Right?
She nodded, answering Lexi for both of us. “Yeah, we’ll meet you down there in ten?”
“Sounds good.” Lexi hung up and Lo went back to putting waves in her long hair with a wand.
I wrinkled my nose. “That thing looks like a dildo.”
She held it out, assessing it in the mirror. “Huh, it kind of does, doesn’t it?” She wrapped another long strand of hair around it then let it go just as fast.
“You have one like that?” I stepped forward and put my hands on her ass, something I’d been itching to do since she’d painted on those jeans. “Will you think of me now? The next time you use it?” I moved her hair to the side, placing a kiss on her neck. I looked up, watching her reaction in the glass.
Her smile turned wicked. “I actually don’t have one like this. Bend over, tell me if you like it.” She spun in my arms and I ran out of the room.
Chapter Nineteen
Harlow
Luke looked good. All the time. It didn’t matter what he was wearing or how his hair was styled. He just oozed sex appeal everywhere he went. That was something I’d noticed about him while we were sitting on the ground outside our hotel the other night. Terry cloth robe and on his way to hung over, but he still looked every bit the rock star he was. Now walking up to the hotel bar, seeing the rest of the Devil’s Share members all dressed and ready to go, I could tell he wasn’t the only one. All the men were sexy and confident and full of playful smirks. Life must be good for this crew.
Jacks held his hand up, asking for a high five from
“No. Aren’t you a little old to make up a fake girlfriend to save face with your friends?” She walked out and I followed her into the bathroom, appreciating the way her butt looked in her skintight pants.
“Touché.” I pasted my toothbrush and did the same to hers before handing it to her. We brushed our teeth side by side then I sat on the counter and watched her put on a little makeup. “You’re gorgeous.”
She smiled. “Thank you.” She dug around in her bathroom bag and pulled out a few different long necklaces and slid them over her head.
I hopped down and walked up behind her, resting my chin on her shoulder. “Why don’t you have a boyfriend?” I studied us together in the mirror. We each had blonde hair and light eyes. Hers green to mine blue. Her skin was lighter than mine. We’d make pretty babies. What the actual fuck? That’s not what I meant. I meant, we were both attractive people and separately we’d make pretty babies. With other people. Thank God I did not say that shit out loud. Her hand jobs were scrambling my brain.
“I’ve been let down by a man my whole life. I’m not ready to add more disappointment just yet.” She’d said that a few times now and each time it was sobering. Each time it reminded me that I wasn’t the guy for her. I refused to be another man who hurt this vibrant, kind soul.
All that aside, I still wanted her to believe there were good guys out there. There was someone for her, someone that would treat her right. Cherish her heart. I put my hands on her narrow hips and spun her around to face me. “Not all men are going to let you down, Pixie.”
She shrugged. “Yeah, well. We’ll see I guess.”
My phone rang on the counter, Lexi’s face lighting up the screen. I hit accept and then put it on speakerphone while I started to fix my hair. “What’s up, Lex?”
“The sitter got here early for the girls. Y’all want to meet us down at the bar for a couple drinks before we head out?” Surprisingly I was looking forward to seeing everyone again. There was no fear, no trepidation.
I cut my eyes toward Lo. “You good with that?” I found myself really caring about her answer. Like if she didn’t want to meet for drinks with my friends, I would have been fine with skipping it. I chose to brush that thought aside; no use analyzing the things that could confuse you. Right?
She nodded, answering Lexi for both of us. “Yeah, we’ll meet you down there in ten?”
“Sounds good.” Lexi hung up and Lo went back to putting waves in her long hair with a wand.
I wrinkled my nose. “That thing looks like a dildo.”
She held it out, assessing it in the mirror. “Huh, it kind of does, doesn’t it?” She wrapped another long strand of hair around it then let it go just as fast.
“You have one like that?” I stepped forward and put my hands on her ass, something I’d been itching to do since she’d painted on those jeans. “Will you think of me now? The next time you use it?” I moved her hair to the side, placing a kiss on her neck. I looked up, watching her reaction in the glass.
Her smile turned wicked. “I actually don’t have one like this. Bend over, tell me if you like it.” She spun in my arms and I ran out of the room.
Chapter Nineteen
Harlow
Luke looked good. All the time. It didn’t matter what he was wearing or how his hair was styled. He just oozed sex appeal everywhere he went. That was something I’d noticed about him while we were sitting on the ground outside our hotel the other night. Terry cloth robe and on his way to hung over, but he still looked every bit the rock star he was. Now walking up to the hotel bar, seeing the rest of the Devil’s Share members all dressed and ready to go, I could tell he wasn’t the only one. All the men were sexy and confident and full of playful smirks. Life must be good for this crew.
Jacks held his hand up, asking for a high five from
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