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My eyebrows dip as I shove the keys in my pocket and begin to walk. “What do you mean?”
He laughs, sliding his hands into his pockets. “Besides the fact that you looked at her like you’ve seen her naked, she smiled at you like she’s seen you naked.”
I laugh, keeping my focus on Leah’s ass as we follow behind. “We’re getting along, that’s all.”
“You’re full of shit. Are you fucking her?” he asks.
I look down at him and grin. “Every fucking chance I get.”
“I fucking knew it,” he shouts.
The four of them turn around and he laughs, running his hand through his hair.
“You can’t say anything because we aren’t ready to make it public yet,” I say.
He stops walking and grabs my arm. “Wait, what?”
“What?” I ask.
“You aren’t ready to make it public?” He searches my face for a minute for a slow grin hips his lips. “Holy fuck, you guys are together?”
I grin and start to walk again. “Yep.”
We’ve been at the bar for over an hour, and it’s been a good time. Lots of laughing, eating, and drinking. We’re all around this table and Leah is next to me, which I thought would be a good idea, but damn I was wrong.
Her leg keeps brushing against me. She leans over and I can see her tits. Her laugh and sweet voice are making my dick hard. It’s getting difficult to keep my hands off of her.
“So will you two remember us when you're rich and famous?” Fay asks, sipping her drink.
“Shut up, Fay. It’s not like we’re moving to Hollywood,” Leah says, laughing.
She’s feeling good and it’s fun to watch. I’ve seen her out with her friends plenty of times, but I was always so focused on pissing her off that I never took the time to notice how carefree she is with them. I’ve also noticed she’s the peacekeeper between Fay and Arya. Arya likes to stir trouble and Fay likes to keep things calm. It’s a crazy mix.
“How’s the design coming? I haven’t seen it since that day you fucked someone,” Arya says.
I jerk my head to Leah, noticing her narrowing her eyes at Arya. “I told you I didn’t fuck anyone,” she says, forcing a laugh.
“When was this?” I ask.
“Few days ago, I think it was Monday,” Arya says, shrugging.
I move my hand under the table and place a finger on Leah’s knee, slowly moving it up her leg. “Monday huh? What time was that?” I ask, keeping my attention on Arya as my finger continues to slide up.
“Right before her first client came, so maybe six. Yeah, it was because I had to get to work,” she says, nodding her head.
I grin and pick up my beer, taking a sip. My finger is dragging her dress up her leg. She tries to squeeze her legs together to stop it but I grab her thigh, squeezing tightly.
Everyone is talking and I turn my head to look at Leah. “She better be talking about me, princess,” I whisper.
She turns her head toward me and nods, looking down at my hand. “Now move it,” she hisses.
I laugh, loosening my hold, slipping my hand between her legs. I don’t care that her dress is in the way. I might not be able to feel her wet pussy, but she can feel me.
“Leah, you alright?” I ask, smirking.
“I’m perfect,” she replies, taking a sip of her drink.
“Woah, what the hell?” Arya asks. “Wait everyone shut up.”
