Total pages in book: 86
Estimated words: 79599 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 398(@200wpm)___ 318(@250wpm)___ 265(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 79599 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 398(@200wpm)___ 318(@250wpm)___ 265(@300wpm)
The second the door closes behind them, I look at Sophie.
“What?” she questions.
“How could you not tell me she’s been messaging you?”
“How could you bring me home and not remember stashing a naked woman in our bed?” she quips.
“Sophie,” I warn. “This is no time to make jokes.”
“Fine,” she mutters, rolling her eyes as though I’m the unreasonable one in this situation. “I just didn’t want to worry you. It was the same shit that she sends you. No threats or anything, just empty messages saying she loves you and that you should be together.”
I let out a sigh as I take two steps to get to her before dropping my hands to her hips and pulling her into me. “And you didn’t think it was necessary to tell me?” I murmur as I press my lips to the soft skin of her neck.
“Not at all,” she replies as she readjusts herself so her lips are firmly against mine. I kiss her deeply as I lift her off the floor, and her legs automatically wrap around my waist. I press her into the wall when she pulls her head back and gives me a stupid grin. “What does this mean for naked cooking night?” she questions, her brows furrowing with a deep curiosity. “It better be fucking good after that.”
“Don’t worry, baby. I got you covered,” I promise her, and with that, I crush my lips to hers and show her just how good it gets.
Chapter 16
SOPHIE
An idea hits me as Tank and I go about the house, throwing our shit into an overnight bag to spend the night at Miller and Dani’s place. He looks up at me with a suspicious stare as he grabs the high heels I just tossed in the bag. “What the fuck do you need these for?” he questions.
“None of your goddamn business,” I grin as I carry on.
I grab the phone and tablet that still sit in their packaging on my bedside table and decide I should probably bring those along with me too. You know, I might have a little downtime between my crazy planning.
As soon as the cleaners show up, I give them strict, extremely specific instructions on what to do and what to burn before we make our way out of the house. “Are you sure they’ll do a good job?” I ask Tank as we get in his truck.
“Fucking better for what I’m paying them.”
I roll my eyes, but it’s true. If you want the best, you’ve got to pay for the best. But it’ll be worth it . . . hopefully.
We pull up at Dani and Miller’s place a minute later. Which is no surprise, we basically live on the same street. When we barge our way through the door, we find them screwing on the kitchen counter.
Dani squeals as Miller grins, not bothering to cover himself, though it’s nothing we all haven’t seen a million times before. These two fuck like bunnies, no matter where they are.
I don’t want to, but out of respect for my girl, I turn away until they can get themself fixed up. I mean, they are both fucking hot. Miller, Tank, and I all have questionable pasts when it comes to what we were willing to do between the sheets. And I must say, after a night of heavy drinking, the idea of the four of us has entered my mind on a few occasions. But since being married, Tank went caveman on my ass, no longer interested in those games, and Miller is that way too. Dani has always been a one-man kind of girl, but she really doesn’t know what she’s missing out on.
I look up at Tank, and from the look he’s giving me in return, he knows exactly what I’ve just been thinking about. He gives a slight shake of his head. “Not going to happen,” he murmurs.
I shrug my shoulders and give him a grin. “At least they seem to be getting the hang of naked cooking night.”
“Nah, they don’t quite do it like we do,” Tank says with a knowing grin.
“Very true,” I laugh.
“Ahhh . . . Do you guys mind?” Miller asks, drawing our attention back to the kitchen counter.
“Not at all,” Tank says. “Carry on. We’ll wait.”
Dani squeals once again and attempts to cover up as best she can when she realizes we’re happy to stay and watch. “Come on,” Miller groans. “Can a guy get a break around here?”
“Fine,” I grunt. “But if you’re going to make us wait, at least give it to her good. My girl deserves to be thrown over the counter and fucked hard while having her ass spanked like the naughty little girl she is.”
Dani squeals with embarrassment as Tank grabs my hand and leads me down the hall to their spare bedroom, but I speak no lies. Besides, I know all about how they used to fuck in college. This shit is tame compared to that.