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since I don’t exactly know the guy, and Ted Bundy was attractive, too, or––
Crazy uncle Ted always gets brought up
Apparently, if you tell my sob story to the right people, they’ll sweep almost anything under the rug. Including a sex scandal with your professor’s wife.
Hahahaha
“And I’ve yet to have a full night of sleep without hearing Logan screw a girl in his room. I wouldn’t care if it was at least the girls making the noise, but Logan sounds like a dying moose.”
Lmao
“Because joking with my friend’s girlfriend is one thing but screwing her in the kitchen is probably against the roommate agreement, don’t you think?”
Ahhhhhhhhh
The way she looked in nothing but my T-shirt. I’m still not sure how the hell she wound up in it, but I’m not about to complain. It almost makes up for the shitty orgasm I had to give myself while imagining it was her after I went back to my room. Almost.
Hehehehehe
Same gray sweatpants leaving little to the imagination. Or a lot, if the bulge is anything to go by.
Mmm grey sweats
“He should’ve noticed before you walked out of his room. Before you came down the stairs. Before he recognized another guy was noticing you, and he didn’t like it. So tell me this, Sunshine. Why didn’t he notice you were wearing my shirt before you left his room?”
Yupppp
“Want to know a secret, Sunshine?” His tongue darts out between his lips, and his gaze drops to my mouth, then flicks back to my eyes. “I would’ve noticed.” He walks away but pauses near the stairs. “And you’re right. You and I don’t know each other. But I’ll let you keep the shirt. It looks good on you.”
Ahhhhhhhh
“And I think you should get your head out of your ass and worship the girl, ‘cause we both know you can’t do better.”
I love him
I listen, mesmerized by the lilt in her voice and the way her eyes light up as she explains everything in the chapter, making my cock harder than ever beneath the kitchen table in her boyfriend’s house. I’m screwed.
Hehe
But when you’re the villain in your own story, it’s hard to stop yourself from fighting for the opposite in someone else’s. Even if it’s only for a minute.
“Thanks. Don’t forget protection with Logan.” My face scrunches. “Ew.”
Lmao
“Tell me, Sunshine.” He pauses, and I hold my breath. “Did he notice?”
Ahhhhhhh
Like she caught me doing something I shouldn’t. Like she heard me jerking off. Like she heard me say her name as I came in my hand like a teenager.
hahahahahahahaha
I cage her in on both sides of her head, pressing my hands against the wall behind her and leaning close. Her air is my air. Her breath is my breath. And her scent? I want to rub it all over me. Commit it to memory. Mix it with mine until we’re one, and nothing can take her away from me.
“Wanna know something, Sunshine? You can’t compare the two—me and him. You can’t imagine what it would be like to be with me while his dick is inside you. Wanna know why?”
Ooooo
“I think you did,” I decide. “But only because you were thinking of me. And if your imagination got you there tonight, wait ‘til I get my hands on you.”
Yes daddy
“The sheets are tempting,” I rasp. “But I think I still prefer you in my T-shirt.”
:)
I scoff and stand on my tiptoes, closing a bit more of our height difference, though it doesn’t make me feel any less small. “And what am I? Huh, Colt? Your plaything? Your tutor? What am I to you? I wanna know––” His mouth slams against mine, taking my breath with it as he slips his tongue between my lips and tangles his fingers in my damp hair.
Finally
And fuck, do I want to get closer. I want whatever she’ll give me. Because this? This is more than sex. It’s Ash. And the way I feel about her? Nothing comes close to it. I want to prove it to her.
🥹
“Simply trying to repay the favor. Tell me, Colt. How do you want me?” Fuuuuck.
“I helped you get off. Twice,” I clarify. “Almost three times,” she notes, patting my chest as I sit on the couch, keeping her cradled against me. “Don’t worry, though. We’ll work on your stamina.”
bahahahahahhahaha
I just fucked my best friend’s ex. Shit.
She’s right about pursuing anything other than a casual hookup turning our worlds upside down. What she doesn’t understand is…I’d be okay with it.
Still, the idea he tainted her, made her question whether or not she’s allowed to voice her own opinions or say what she wants without repercussions leaves a bitter taste in my mouth.
I know that feeling
“I don’t mind complicated. Not if it’s for something I want.”
“I believe you mentioned Ben & Jerry’s?” He quirks his brow. My mouth twitches, but I hold in my amusement. “What flavor?” “Half-Baked?” “That’s Mia’s favorite, not mine.”
Love me some half baked
“I’m not trying to steal your friend away,” Colt argues. “At least not until after you guys convince me what’s so great about The Bachelor.” Mia exchanges another quick glance with Kate, smiles, and turns to me. “Oh, honey, your boy toy has so much to learn.” They head back to the couch and turn on the first episode.
Lol!!
You also mentioned you only text if you’re looking for a hookup. Does this mean what I think it means? Colt: It means I kinda miss you, Sunshine.
Awwww
It hits me then. We aren’t fighting because of hockey. We’re fighting because Logan’s an ass, and she’s learning how to trust again. But she’s talking to me about it. She’s trying to be open. To be honest.
“Guess I’m not parent material. I mean, if I can’t even make my own mom and dad like me…” “Hey,” he scolds. “Be nice to my Ash.” “Your Ash?”
“Say you’re mine,” I growl. “Colt––” “Fucking say it, Sunshine.”
“Say you’re mine, and I’ll fuck you, Sunshine.” My nostrils flare. “Say you’re mine, and I’ll give you whatever you want until you’re sick of me.” My chest heaves. “Say you’re mine, and I’ll treat you like a fucking queen.” My hands flex around her wrists. “But not until––” “I’m yours.”
This girl. This damn girl. She might be the death of me. But I wouldn’t care if she was. Because she’s mine now. And there isn’t a chance in hell I’m ever letting her go.
Because even though he was an ass and we had our own problems, I didn’t want to hurt him. I only wanted to move on. Who would’ve thought it would be with his girlfriend, though? Karma really is a bitch.
“Don’t. Don’t belittle your own feelings because you’re afraid it’ll inconvenience someone else.”
“I love Ashlyn.”
Oh snap
“I’m not going to lecture you anymore because we both know it isn’t my place,” I add, my tone softening. “But if you care about Ash––and I know you do––you need to start showing it. Not only when it’s convenient for you. Not just around the holidays and shit. But all the time. Because I can guarantee one day, I’m gonna propose to Ash. And I know she’s going to want you to walk her down the aisle. But only if you’ve earned the right. And lately? It hasn’t been the case.”
This MAN
Shoving through the crowd, I grab the collar of his T-shirt and cock my arm back, hitting him square in the jaw without waiting a single fucking second.
Yesssss
I turn to him and growl, “Did he call Ash a slut?” “Dude, I don’t want anything––”
I love this MAN
“I don’t give a shit about Brooke, all right? Didn’t even know what you did until you decided to throw it in Ash’s face. My problem is that you think you can make her question whether or not I love her––whether or not she’s my world––it’s bullshit!” “You crossed that line first––” “Bullshit!” I repeat, my upper lip curling as I tower over him. “You lost her because you refused to treat her the way she deserves. That’s on you. Not me. And now that she’s mine, there is nothing that will take her away from me. Nothing. Do you understand me? And if you don’t keep your bruised ego out of our
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