Total pages in book: 135
Estimated words: 123672 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 618(@200wpm)___ 495(@250wpm)___ 412(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 123672 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 618(@200wpm)___ 495(@250wpm)___ 412(@300wpm)
“Yeah, but not in my apartment building. That’s just . . . I don’t know. What if someone saw, and then I have to see them every day? Like, no one needs that kind of shit.”
Nat laughs. “Enough about the stairwell. I need to know exactly how Crew Ledger gets down, and don’t even think about sparing any of the gory details.”
Without hesitation, I launch into my recap of the night, telling her how it all started in the shop and how he fucked me on my table before demanding to take me out to the bar so he could bombard me with his feelings. I tell her everything he said before going over exactly what happened once we finally got back to my apartment.
I tell her how he made me scream, how many times he made me come, which positions he fucked me in, and just how damn good it was. Then just to make sure she really gets my point, I tell her again.
By the time I’ve finished my recap and told her every delicious detail of my night with Crew, we’re already a few drinks in, and I’m way past the tipsy stage.
“So, what happens now?” Nat asks. “Does this mean you’re together? Because like, I knew you’d always end up together, but I kinda thought you wanted to just fuck around and have fun for a while first.”
“I . . . I don’t know,” I finally tell her. “We’re definitely not together, and you’re right, I see us being something in the future, but he’s been a little overbearing today.”
“What do you mean?”
“I don’t know, I could be overthinking it, but the way he was talking to me in the shop, it felt as though he thought he suddenly thinks he gets to have a say in what I do and who I see.”
Her brows furrow as her lips twist with irritation. “What do you mean?”
“Well, Viper for example. He’s been trying to warn me away from him—”
“But he does that all the time,” she says, cutting me off.
“I know, but it’s been a little more intense today, and then I have this new neighbor who’s been trying to ask me out, and he showed up at the shop today wanting to take me for lunch, and Crew got his panties in a twist about it. Not to mention, since leaving work tonight, I’ve already gotten three texts from him wanting to know exactly where I am. It’s . . . I don’t know,” I say, deep in thought. “It’s like I spread my legs for the guy and he thinks he owns me. I swear, just the idea of me looking at another man got him all pissy and worked up.”
“Shit,” she says with a heavy sigh. “And to think I was rooting for him for so long.”
“I don’t know. I could be overthinking it, and maybe this is just some type of jealous thing. I mean, Viper doesn't make it a secret that he wants me, and he practically rubs it in Crew’s face because he knows it sets him off, and as for my new neighbor guy . . . it doesn’t help that when we got back to my apartment last night, his number was taped to my door, and I didn’t immediately go to throw it out.”
“Wait . . . what?” Nat says. “You never date neighbors.”
“I know, but this one is . . . different,” I say just as a stupid grin stretches across my face. “He’s hot as all hell and is the biggest flirt I’ve ever met, but he also gives off alpha, big-dick energy. Usually, I wouldn’t be so turned on by someone like that, but today when he stopped by the shop and I went out with him, he pinned me up against the wall in a dark alley and was so dominant that I would have done anything he wanted. I could barely breathe, and then he just left me there gasping.”
Her brows furrow. “What do you mean he just left you there?”
“I’m telling it wrong, but I promise it was hot as fuck,” I explain, sipping on my drink until there’s nothing but ice left in the bottom. “I was panting, and I swear, had he hung around for another second, I would have been on my knees begging to suck his dick. But then before he left, he said he wanted to take me out for real, and until I knew what I wanted, he wasn’t going to touch me. But then promised that by tonight, I’ll be fucking myself while thinking about him, and when I am, he’ll be coming right along with me.”
“What in the ever-loving fuck, Ky? Why the hell am I only just hearing about this guy now?” she demands. “Do you have a picture?”