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)
She stared into his eyes, and although there was a part of him that thought she might tell him sex was all she wanted, he hoped like hell she wouldn’t.
“I’m too old to play games, and I am serious about making something more out of this than a one-night stand, but only if you are.” He stared at her, wanting to just take action, because that was the type of man he was, but he wouldn’t push Naggie, not when he had a shot of having more with her. He was too fucking old to be beating around the bush when he wanted something as much as he wanted her.
“Okay.” She said that word without hesitance, and he fucking loved that she was willing to jump in with both feet. “This is going to be fucking crazy.”
Booshie tossed his head back and laughed one of those belly rolling ones. “Yeah, baby, it really fucking will be, but when something feels good like this, I like it a little crazy.” He took her mouth and kissed her hard and possessively.
That ex of hers had screwed up royally by betraying her, but if she gave herself to him, he’d make sure she was never fucked over ever again. At least not in the bad way.
12
Naggie pulled her car into Rob’s driveway, and Bennie pulled in behind her. Once Booshie dropped her off, they made plans for later in the week for dinner, but she was still scheduled to give him ink Wednesday.
They hadn’t talked about that appointment, and her thoughts were more focused on the fact that she had basically jumped from being with Rob to being in… whatever it was they were in… with Booshie. But the difference was she felt so damn comfortable, and it felt so right being in Booshie’s presence that she couldn’t see this was wrong at all.
Whether it was or not was left to be seen, but right now, she’d enjoy the ride. She climbed out of the car, and Bennie did the same. She walked up to Naggie, and they both stared at the front door.
“And he’s gone, like for sure?”
Naggie looked over at Bennie. “I hope.” It was technically their one-year anniversary today, and they’d had plans for this afternoon to see a show and go to lunch, but fuck him and his nasty ass. She had done a drive-by before actually pulling into the driveway.
Fortunately, she had Bennie as backup, but it wasn’t because she was afraid of Rob. In fact, it was more that she was afraid of what she would do to Rob if she was alone with his douchebag ass. “And you’re sure it’s okay to stay with you for a while?”
Bennie rolled her eyes and then slipped her arm through Naggie’s. “Girl, I wouldn’t have it any other way. Besides, that old house is too big for just me, and it’ll be like an adult sleepover all the time.” Bennie grinned. “With wine binge parties, stuffing our faces with greasy fattening food, and watching gay porn on occasion.”
Naggie burst out laughing. “You couldn’t handle gay porn. It’s too hot for you.”
Bennie snorted but grinned.
They made their way up to the front door, with Bennie’s heels clicking and Naggie’s boots hitting the pavement. She started to get pissed the closer she got to that door, but she pushed her emotions aside and focused on why she was here: to get the rest of her shit and leave.
Once at the door, Bennie removed her arm from the crook of Naggie’s and patted her on the back.
“No homicide today, okay?” Bennie grinned, and her red-painted lips stretched over her straight white teeth.
“Did I ever tell you that you’re awesome?”
“Yes, but you can tell me that anytime you want.” They both started laughing, and Naggie reached for the spare key she still had and unlocked the door.
“Let’s get in and out before he gets his ass home.”
“Agreed,” Bennie said in a singsong voice, but Naggie knew she was just as serious about getting this shit done as she was.
They entered the house and immediately went into the back bedroom she shared with Rob. God, she could practically still smell the nasty perfume Tally wore, and could even see them still fucking right in the bed. “Those nasty fuckers.” She said it more to herself and hadn’t meant to say it out loud at all.
“You have stuff in the bathroom?”
Naggie grabbed one of her small bags and handed it to Bennie. “Yeah. If you could go through anything that doesn’t look like it belongs to that douche, I’d appreciate it.”
Bennie left the bedroom, and Naggie got started tossing the rest of her clothes that were in the closet and in the drawers into her bag. Aside from those material things, she had no jewelry, no family heirlooms, and nothing she hadn’t bought over the past year that she couldn’t buy again. Just as she was coming out of the bedroom, Bennie came out of the bathroom.