A Long Time Coming (Cane Brothers, #3)

by Meghan Quinn

Lia: I’ll be there . . . I really want to sit on your face. I squeeze my eyes shut and press send. “Oh my God, I can’t believe I just said that to him. What if he thinks it’s weird?” “Guaranteed he won’t,” Lottie says. “He’ll love it so much.” “He will,” Myla adds. “Just wait.” I stare down at my phone, and when I see the blue dots indicating that he’s typing, my stomach drops. And then a resounding ding sounds off through the living room. Instead of reading it out loud at first, I read it to myself. Breaker: Good. Your cunt is mine tonight. I’m famished. My eyes widen when I look up at the girls. “Oooo, his response has to be good,” Lottie says. I turn the phone around for all of them to read it together because I can’t say what he texted out loud. “Dear God,” Kelsey says. “Ummm, did Breaker just win?” Lottie asks. Myla nods her head as she sits back. “Yeah, he beat out all the boys with his response.” She then looks at me and says, “Have fun tonight. Looks like it’s going to be one hell of a time.”