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She was practically bouncing, her face alight. “Oh my God! You did it! I didn’t think you could do it.”
“Gosh, thanks,” I said on a laugh as Henry pulled me in for a side-hug. I wound an arm around his back, trying not to be obvious as I inhaled his scent.
“Bits, you sneak. Where have you been hiding that?” he asked.
“I’ve always performed well under pressure.”
He laughed.
I ignored the bubbling myriad of emotions Remy had set boiling in me.
“Now let’s go pick a carnival game so you can get your prize.”
But I didn’t answer, instead smiling up at him as we turned for the games, wondering if he knew what the prize was.
I wondered if I knew either.
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good girl
REMY
I grabbed a towel and haphazardly dried off before snatching and throwing on my Hawaiian shirt, my eyes on Jessa as she walked into the crowd under that douchebag’s arm.
Wilder gave me a look when he passed to take my place. “You okay, man?”
“Dunno. Where are my shoes?”
“Here.” Shelby threw a pair of old flip-flops at me, and I slipped them on, flipping and flopping in Jessa’s direction.
I didn’t know what I was going to do when I caught up to them. I didn’t know what I was doing a lot lately, especially since the scene she put on yesterday as she walked away from me buck naked. Honestly, I’d earned the payback, but Jesus Christ, she’d left me twisted. Soaking wet and shimmering like a siren, the smile on her face telling me all I needed to know—she liked me, and not in that he’s such a good friend way. More of the God, I want to ride that pony way. And I’d just stood there like a fucking idiot, mouth hanging open and pants straining to contain the hard on I’d been sporting since I found her squealing and naked in the busted shower.
She was soft in all the right places, curved in just the right way to momentarily stop my brain function. Like the gentle slopes of her shoulders. The sweeping swells of her breasts. The arch of her back to her ass. The mound low on her pelvis that would fit perfectly in my palm.
Thank God she’d never caught me drooling over her. I’d never hear the end of it.
I’d rinsed out her hair while she sat in that useless shower curtain, her face tipped up to the sky so I could see down her throat when she talked. Unbidden, the vision of fucking her mouth flashed through my mind like lightning. This didn’t help my boner either. But her strutting off like she did had my cock so hard, my fly dug painfully into the shaft.
I’d never admit what I did after that unless you asked or I found an opportune moment when it would make Jessa flush like I loved so much.
Fine, I jerked off. It took a whopping five seconds of my cock in my fist before I came so hard, I stood there behind the shed, one hand on the wall, shaking like a leaf and huffing like I’d run a marathon.
And today, here she was in a little yellow sundress with her hair loose, tucked into that shitbag’s side.
The worst part was, I didn’t even think he was an actual shitbag.
I didn’t know why I saw red when I laid eyes on them—as bad as I wanted her, I had no claim. That slippery body I’d seen yesterday wasn’t mine. And that hit me in a way I didn’t expect...with jealousy and want and a fiery surge of protection.
So what did I do about it? Acted like a dickhead. Needled her until she did exactly what I wanted. Wasn’t the first time. Probably wouldn’t be the last. But it definitely felt the worst.
I caught sight of her yellow dress and wove my way through people, reaching Jessa and Henry just as they stopped in front of a booth.
Jessa looked smug, but I could tell by the tightness at the corners of her mouth that she was pissed. Her lips usually lifted at the corners, like she was in a perpetual state of smiling.
I decided then that I didn’t like those angry little lines and vowed to make sure I didn’t see them again. Or at least not pointed at me.
Cass hit me in the arm. “You dickhead. What is wrong with you?”
