Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 99766 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 499(@200wpm)___ 399(@250wpm)___ 333(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 99766 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 499(@200wpm)___ 399(@250wpm)___ 333(@300wpm)
“Zip your lips, cuz,” I bark out. “I’m not looking to get my ass beat by Hood River’s rat.”
Okay, so not everyone should learn about me and Penny. Least not yet. Especially not her brother who I can guaran-fucking-tee bench presses more than me these days.
“No promises!”
I flip her off as they head inside.
Fuck. Now it’s time to deal with Grandma.
It’s getting dark as I load the rest of the boxes into the back of Cal’s truck. Tierra wasn’t shitting me. Grandma turned my room into a goddamn old lady yoga room. Painted it teal, too. I didn’t realize I had so much shit. Most of it went to the curb, but I got the rest of my clothes and shoes. She wouldn’t let me throw the giant tub of mail away. Most of it looks like credit card applications. Grandma took the time to write “Don’t make bad decisions, Terry” on every one of those. I saw a few that were from the hospital. She wrote “Make sure you set up payment plans on these.” It’s hard to feel like a grown-ass man, even when you’re officially moving out, when your grandma still treats you like you’re thirteen.
By the time I make it back inside, Grandma has turned on her program on television. I stride down the hallway on a mission to see Penny one last time before she leaves for their dumbass party.
I wish she’d come hang out with me instead.
The door to Tierra’s room is closed, so I rap on it. As much as I’d love to see Penny in various states of undress, I would go blind if I accidentally saw my cousin.
“Come in,” Tierra sings.
I twist the knob and push inside. At first, I shake my head at the hoochie outfit Tierra is wearing. She’s going to have to crawl out of the window to get past Grandma looking like a two-dollar hooker. I cringe to think what sort of fuckers will be all over her tonight in her skintight bubblegum pink dress.
I tear my gaze from my cousin, hunting down Penny. She steps out of the bathroom and I do a double take.
Not my girl.
No fucking way.
“Penny,” I growl, my hands fisting. “What the fuck?”
She rolls her eyes in that exaggerated way that normally looks cute as hell but tonight looks sexy because her lashes are thick with mascara and her eyes are lined dark with eyeliner. “It’s a dress, Smash. I wear them when forced to.”
Tierra cackles. “I did have to force her ass into it!”
Not laughing, cuz.
Penny looks too goddamn good to be wearing what she’s wearing. For fuck’s sake, the material is pretty much nonexistent. Her dress is black, tight, short, and strapless.
No. No. No. And hell no.
She’s also wearing the same little black boots she had on when I kissed her on New Year’s Eve. Her hair has been straightened to a flat, perfect curtain of blond silk.
Those lips…
Fuck me.
Matte red. Luscious as hell.
“Penny.” I bark out her name again, gruffer this time. “You can’t leave.”
Her brow arches and she gives me her signature Penny bitch smirk. It makes her a thousand times hotter, too. “You’re not my keeper.”
If I were, I’d lock her up in my room and throw away the key.
“Everyone, and I do mean everyone, will hit on you tonight,” I grind out. “Stay home. Stay with me. Hell, let me take you to dinner. Just don’t go.”
“Wow, T,” Tierra sasses. “You kiss her once in the front yard and your ass is like obsessed with her.”
I’m not amused.
I also note Penny didn’t tell her about our real first kiss.
My girl likes her secrets.
“She’s mine,” I rumble, stalking right up to my scowling beauty.
“She’s going with me,” Tierra states. “Whether you like it or not. So give her a kiss goodbye and let us get on our way. I’ll be in the bathroom touching up my lipstick.”
As soon as she leaves, I run my fingers through Penny’s silky hair. I want to rip this goddamn dress off her, spread her legs, and give her so many orgasms with my tongue she’ll forget she even got invited to a party.
“You look hungry,” Penny says, eyes flashing.
“Just thinking about how many orgasms I’m going to give you.”
“Maybe I don’t want any orgasms.”
It’s Penny, so of course this girl is dead-ass serious.
“You want them,” I rumble, twisting my finger around a strand of her hair. “And, baby, I am going to selflessly give them to you. As many as you want, English. I’ll fucking spoil you with my tongue.”
Her lip curls up as though she’s disgusted. “Ew.”
I lick my lips. The way her blue eyes track my tongue, it tells me she’s anything but grossed out. Curiosity shines in her stare.
“Come by after the party and I’ll show you just how nasty I can be.” I lean forward and nip her sexy red lip. “I will blow your fucking mind, baby.”