“Why is your new woman going on your work trip?”
Connor shouldn’t have called them.He’d never be ready in time.“I will tell you everything later, but right now I need help packing.”
Casey said to take whatever looked hottest on him.
Solid advice if Connor knew what the hell that meant.He sucked at fashion.“Fuck.Is this how women feel?How do they function?”
“Hey, Cora!Connor is having a fashion emergency.”Evan shouted.A few seconds later, Casey’s wife snatched his phone from his hands.
“I’m so excited.I’ve been dying to dress you for years.”
“I’ll explain later, but I’ve got five minutes, and I need to pack and get dressed.What do I look hottest in?”
Cora didn’t hesitate.“If you want to get laid, any of your suits will do, but the real magic is a Henley with jeans that show off your ass, or gray sweatpants with a tight t-shirt.Ooo, or a shirt you cut down the sides so it’s barely a shirt anymore.That’s hot.”
“I’m not trying to get laid.But how do I know if my jeans show off my ass?”
She rolled her eyes.“Any of your jeans will work.Don’t overthink it.You’re hot as fuck.”
“Hey!”Casey objected, still within earshot.
“We’re married.I obviously think you’re hot.Connor can be hot too.”
Connor rushed around his room gathering the clothes Cora told him to pack.
“Thank you,” he told his friends, “I have to go.”
“Love you!”All three of them said.
“Love you, too.”
Connor ended the call and hastily put on a pair of pants as a car horn blared outside his house.
Chapter 9
Daisy
HazyandValentinechattedabout a video game while Daisy drove.They seemed close now—much closer than when she met them.Maybe she was getting through to them.She basked in her success.
The last stop before they left town was to get Connor.She honked when she pulled to a stop outside the address he’d sent, and Valentine rushed to climb out of the passenger seat.He hurried around the car and joined Hazy in the backseat.
They were the least subtle people she had ever met.Here she was, channeling professionalism, and she swore they were intent on derailing it as fast as possible.She shot Valentine a glare in the rearview mirror.She opened her mouth to ask what the hell they were doing, but the words died in her throat when she saw Connor.
The passenger door sat open from Valentine’s maneuver, and it gave her a full, unobstructed view of his body.In gray sweatpants and a t-shirt that pulled tight across his chest and biceps.He ran his hands through his hair, tousling it.She forced her mouth shut and her gaze straight ahead.Valentine and Hazy were cruel, cruel boys.When Connor sat in the seat behind her, she could easily ignore him.She couldn’t see much after all.But this.Sitting two feet from him.He would eat up all the oxygen in the car before they left town.
He tossed his bag into the trunk and slid into the seat next to her.“Hey.”
He greeted the car as a whole, but she cleared her throat and responded, “Hey.”
He fastened in, and she pulled away from the curb, but they still sat in silence.She would die if they had to drive for hours like this, so she took one hand off the wheel and gestured to the stereo system.
“Most people who drive choose the music, but that’s too much responsibility.In my car, the passenger chooses.”
Daisy refused to look away from the road, but she was pretty sure Connor was scrolling on his phone, not choosing the music.
A few beats passed before he touched the screen to connect to Bluetooth.It connected, and she swerved, almost killing them when a low, sexy voice filled the car.
Xavier sighed as he finally got what he wanted.He’d waited so long.When his thick cock slid into Alina’s tight, wet pussy, it felt like coming home.The moan she let out could have woken the whole camp, and he didn’t care.He grabbed her hips and slammed into her, claiming her as his own for all to hear.She clenched around his aching cock while their bodies moved togeth —
