get along with your damn sister.”
“Well, it’s just one more night,” I tell him. “Then, we’ll be back home and off to college — the same college as Mandy, by the way — and the two of you can resume pounding away at each other like rabbits.”
He points a finger at me. “And I don’t want to hear any complaints from you about her spending too much time in our dorm room.”
“You won’t,” I promise. “Mandy and I are cool.”
“Damn straight.”
I laugh quietly to myself and drift over to the window. The hotel itself has a really decent view of the city. We’re not too far away from the Eiffel Tower. It’s lit up bright against the dark night sky above. “Hey, maybe the two of you can take a walk to the tower later. Seems romantic enough.”
“Mandy and I aren’t the romantic types,” he replies. “We just want to bone.”
I shrug. “You’ll be together forever then, I’m sure.” I recall my one night with Mandy and I smile. He’s right. I remember tossing all sorts of romantic phrases at her, only to have them joked back at me through smirking lips. ‘We going to do this or what?’ she finally asked. And the rest is history.
If only Piper fucking Lynch were that easy, then none of this shit would have ever happened.
My eyes drift down to the street again and I immediately do a scan for dark-haired women. If Piper is desperate enough to get to this M dude, then she may have already left the hotel.
“It’d be great if you could make yourself scarce for a few hours…” Shawn says. I roll my eyes. “You know… I’m sure there’s something a stud like you can find to keep himself preoccupied.”
“Yeah, maybe,” I spit. Shawn truly has a one-track mind tonight. It’s fiercely annoying, to say the least. However… “Yeah,” I say again, my mind changing fast. “You’re right. I’ll go now, actually. I’m feeling pretty hungry and I could use some fresh air.”
Shawn pumps his arm in victory. “That’s what I’m talking about.”
I nod and reach for the doorknob. “I’ll see you later.”
“Hey!” he shouts after me. “Send a word of warning first, ya know? In case we’re in the throes or whatnot.”
I smirk and close the door behind me. As I pass the girls’ room, I silently press my ear against it and I hear Mandy’s high-pitched voice chatting away. She’s obviously not talking to herself, so I can safely assume she has Piper’s ear. Good. I feel so much better when I know her exact location.
I descend the elevator to the lobby and step out into the busy Paris street. The increased foot traffic on the sidewalks should give me a good cover coupled with the dark shadows beneath the trees across the street.
When Piper leaves this building tonight, I’m going to know about it.
An hour later, I see her step outside. My curiosity immediately peaks. I expected some kind of come-get-me outfit like the kind she wore to the Fire and Ice club, something revealing and easy to remove. It’s nothing like that. She’s in normal clothing. A simple blue t-shirt. Jeans. A light jacket sits over her shoulders. She drags her suitcase behind her and carries her phone in one hand. She constantly peeks down at it as she glances around for road signs and other landmarks around her. Everything she brought with her to Europe is on her person right now. Why would she take it with her? If she were just going out for a hook-up, then she wouldn’t need her suitcase.
I flex my fingers, rolling them tightly into a ball. I’m not sure what’s going on in Piper’s mind right now, but one thing is definitely certain: She has no plans to come back to the hotel tonight.
“Once we reach Paris, we’ll go our separate ways.”
I keep a safe distance and follow her through the streets of Paris. It’s dark and I constantly lose her in the crowd. Her black hair drifts between the shadows of buildings, but I manage to keep up with her with my own phone guiding me in the same
“Well, it’s just one more night,” I tell him. “Then, we’ll be back home and off to college — the same college as Mandy, by the way — and the two of you can resume pounding away at each other like rabbits.”
He points a finger at me. “And I don’t want to hear any complaints from you about her spending too much time in our dorm room.”
“You won’t,” I promise. “Mandy and I are cool.”
“Damn straight.”
I laugh quietly to myself and drift over to the window. The hotel itself has a really decent view of the city. We’re not too far away from the Eiffel Tower. It’s lit up bright against the dark night sky above. “Hey, maybe the two of you can take a walk to the tower later. Seems romantic enough.”
“Mandy and I aren’t the romantic types,” he replies. “We just want to bone.”
I shrug. “You’ll be together forever then, I’m sure.” I recall my one night with Mandy and I smile. He’s right. I remember tossing all sorts of romantic phrases at her, only to have them joked back at me through smirking lips. ‘We going to do this or what?’ she finally asked. And the rest is history.
If only Piper fucking Lynch were that easy, then none of this shit would have ever happened.
My eyes drift down to the street again and I immediately do a scan for dark-haired women. If Piper is desperate enough to get to this M dude, then she may have already left the hotel.
“It’d be great if you could make yourself scarce for a few hours…” Shawn says. I roll my eyes. “You know… I’m sure there’s something a stud like you can find to keep himself preoccupied.”
“Yeah, maybe,” I spit. Shawn truly has a one-track mind tonight. It’s fiercely annoying, to say the least. However… “Yeah,” I say again, my mind changing fast. “You’re right. I’ll go now, actually. I’m feeling pretty hungry and I could use some fresh air.”
Shawn pumps his arm in victory. “That’s what I’m talking about.”
I nod and reach for the doorknob. “I’ll see you later.”
“Hey!” he shouts after me. “Send a word of warning first, ya know? In case we’re in the throes or whatnot.”
I smirk and close the door behind me. As I pass the girls’ room, I silently press my ear against it and I hear Mandy’s high-pitched voice chatting away. She’s obviously not talking to herself, so I can safely assume she has Piper’s ear. Good. I feel so much better when I know her exact location.
I descend the elevator to the lobby and step out into the busy Paris street. The increased foot traffic on the sidewalks should give me a good cover coupled with the dark shadows beneath the trees across the street.
When Piper leaves this building tonight, I’m going to know about it.
An hour later, I see her step outside. My curiosity immediately peaks. I expected some kind of come-get-me outfit like the kind she wore to the Fire and Ice club, something revealing and easy to remove. It’s nothing like that. She’s in normal clothing. A simple blue t-shirt. Jeans. A light jacket sits over her shoulders. She drags her suitcase behind her and carries her phone in one hand. She constantly peeks down at it as she glances around for road signs and other landmarks around her. Everything she brought with her to Europe is on her person right now. Why would she take it with her? If she were just going out for a hook-up, then she wouldn’t need her suitcase.
I flex my fingers, rolling them tightly into a ball. I’m not sure what’s going on in Piper’s mind right now, but one thing is definitely certain: She has no plans to come back to the hotel tonight.
“Once we reach Paris, we’ll go our separate ways.”
I keep a safe distance and follow her through the streets of Paris. It’s dark and I constantly lose her in the crowd. Her black hair drifts between the shadows of buildings, but I manage to keep up with her with my own phone guiding me in the same
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