Total pages in book: 34
Estimated words: 30746 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 154(@200wpm)___ 123(@250wpm)___ 102(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 30746 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 154(@200wpm)___ 123(@250wpm)___ 102(@300wpm)
“Girl, you okay? I feel like I’m in some kind of non-physical porno right now,” Bennie whispered into her ear, but Naggie was pretty sure Booshie heard. Hell, the corner of his mouth twitched.
She elbowed Bennie in the ribs and smiled when her friend grunted. “I’m good.” She heard Bennie’s phone going off and then the sound of her friend talking.
“How about I buy you a drink?” Booshie asked.
She nodded, because she was already pretty much drunk, but the little altercation had put a cramp on her buzz. Booshie moved over to the bar, and she glanced down at his hands—his sexy, massively sized hands. Didn’t they say big hands meant a big cock? God, she was grasping at straws now and thinking about totally inappropriate things.
He still had one hand curled into a tight fist, and she knew that although he played it off like he was collected once again, she could tell this was a man unused to keeping his anger in check.
He ordered them a beer each, and for the next twenty minutes, they stayed on a safe topic, with Bennie chiming in every once in a while.
“Listen, I have to get home. My mother is having trouble making the bridal veil for the Brandon wedding, and she needs my help.” Bennie and her mother owned a small, eclectic bridal shop in town. It wasn’t a traditional shop that carried just the white and cream gowns, but ones that were colorful, custom, and original, just like Bennie and her mother. “Are you ready to go?” Bennie grabbed her clutch off the bar top and stood from her seat.
Naggie had driven herself here, but she was far too drunk to even think about doing that now. She also wasn’t ready to leave, not when she was feeling this weird connection with Booshie, but it was the good kind of weird. Tank came up to Booshie again, but this time he had two blonde co-eds beside him.
Their tits were nearly spilling out of their shirts, and their skirts left nothing to the imagination. They also had some weird sparkling shit that covered their arms, and Naggie thought the whole look was ridiculous. She turned toward Bennie when Booshie and the other guy started talking. “I think I might actually stay for a bit longer.”
Bennie leaned to the side and looked at Booshie and then looked at her again. “You seriously expect me to leave you here with this big-ass biker dude? You’re nearly wasted as it is.”
“I’m buzzed, not sloppy, Bennie. Besides, he isn’t a stranger. He is actually close with Cadeon’s girlfriend, family almost, and he’s been coming into the shop for the last few months or so.”
Bennie didn’t respond right away, but the look on her face told Naggie that her friend knew there was something more. Bennie leaned in farther and asked in a low voice, “You want to sleep with him, don’t you?”
When Naggie didn’t respond right away, Bennie leaned back and shook her head. “Girl, good luck with that.” She bent to the side again and looked at Booshie once more. In a much lower voice, she said, “That man looks like he could eat a woman up and still be starved, even your spunky ass, Naggie.”
Good, because on a day like today, Naggie wanted to be used, abused, and fucked unconscious. Bennie started chuckling, as if Naggie said that sentence out loud. It wasn’t like they didn’t look after each other, because they did all the time. Bennie was like a sister to her, but they also didn’t bullshit each other. If Naggie wanted Bennie to take her home, or if she thought Naggie was not with it enough to know what the hell she was doing, then she’d call her out.
“You sure?”
Naggie looked over her shoulder, saw Booshie looking right at her even though his buddy was still talking to him, and felt her heart pound in her chest. Yeah, she was sure she was ready to put the shitty day behind her in one night of wild, raw sex. And she knew that was exactly what she would get if she gave it up to Booshie. When she turned back around, it was to see Bennie shaking her head and smiling. “Oh yeah, I am pretty damn sure.”
“Well.” She shrugged, grabbed her purse, and stood. “You sure know how to kick the old out and bring the new in.” She grinned once more and leaned in for a hug. “But I am only a phone call away, and just know I wouldn’t be leaving you here if I thought you wouldn’t be okay.” She leaned back and stared at Naggie in the eye. “But you’re a strong girl, and I trust you, so please be careful. You are such a wild child.” Bennie smiled, and Naggie returned the expression.