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I knew what he expected. I wasn’t going to give it to him. “The pauper bows to the princess, Colt. You’d do well to remember that.”
“So, your plan is to just go all high school detective like you’re Veronica Mars or something?” “Do you have to say it like that? You make it sound…”
Banjo ignored Colt’s command. His mouth pressed into a straight line. “Can we talk?” he asked me. “Banjo!” Colt said again. “You’d better go. Your king is calling.” “He’s not my king,” Banjo muttered. “Could have fooled me,” I said quietly. There was no malice in my voice this time, though.
“Chin up, babe,” he said, lifting me off his lap. “You know what you need after every good orgasm?” I shook my head. “Food. The greasier the better. Burgers, fries, and shakes are my go-to. You in?” I grinned. “I don’t think that’s how this is supposed to work. I offer to touch your dick, and you instead decide to feed me?” He scrubbed his hands over his face and groaned. “Come on. Let’s go get that food before my dick realizes what I’ve done.”
“You packed a picnic? How cute are you?” He chuckled, the sound deep and delicious. Toe-curling. Just like everything he did. “Glad you think so. My brother gave me a hard time.” “I love it. Your brother obviously doesn’t know how to win my heart.” Banjo went quiet. “Is that what I’m doing?” A familiar voice calling me from down the beach saved me from having to answer Banjo’s question.
What scared me was the fact I wasn’t scared at all. What scared me, was the fact his words did nothing but turn me on.
I stepped out of line and took one step back so Colt and I were side by side. “Thing is, Colt,” I said quietly, my voice as deadly as his was. “You can try, but I’m not breakable.”
“We’re good together, baby. Nobody is going to ruin that. Especially not some uptight princess. You think she’d blow you in the school gym, in the middle of the day?” Her lips wrapped around my dick, and I sank into her warm wet heat. Fuck. She was right. What did it matter how we got rid of Lacey? All I knew was that I couldn’t be around her. Not then. Not now. Not ever.
“Bye,” I said. I stepped in and wrapped my arms around him in what was supposed to be a goodbye hug. But somehow it went on for an indecently long time and ended with him groaning as he pulled away. He tossed a look back over his shoulder at Banjo. “Be good to our girl.” My heart thumped. Our girl. Was that what I was? Warmth kindled inside me when Banjo nodded.
With Banjo murmuring nonsense words in my ear, I fell back down to earth. He was heavy on top of me, both of us sweaty and sated, but instead of pushing him away, I wrapped my legs around him, holding him close. “You’re perfect, you know that?” he said, kissing my shoulder. “We are,” I corrected. “We’re perfect.” In that moment, I believed it.
It would be hours later before I realized Banjo had never said I love you back.
