I added another finger as I tasted her, pushing her legs further apart with my arm. I finger fucked her as I took her mouth. I wanted to strip her naked, and plunge my hard cock inside her.
I wanted to fuck her.
The sound of my phone ringing penetrated the haze around my brain.
Loud. Insistent. From the ledge of the hot tub.
I ignored it and continued to touch her.
It rang again.
“Bridger,” Roxie murmured against my mouth.
“Don’t care.”
It rang a third time.
I groaned and pulled back.
I almost ignored it. Almost.
Lou’s name flashed across the screen.
Lou never called this late unless something was actually important. And he was working on her car.
“Fuck,” I muttered. I reached for the phone, swiped to answer it with wet hands. “Lou. This better be good.”
“Bridger,” Lou said. “Sorry to bother you, but I need to talk to Roxie for a minute. About her car. Some news on the parts situation.”
I closed my eyes.
Of all the damn timing.
“Yeah,” I said, my voice rough. “Hold on.”
I held the phone out to her.
Roxie blinked at me, then looked at the phone. Her cheeks went even pinker than they already were.
She took the phone, climbing carefully off my lap and settling next to me, one arm crossed over her bare chest. I sat there with my head in my hands, my cock ready to burst.
Rule #6: Don’t piss off karma, because she plays dirty.
Karma had decided to be a bitch today, cockblocking me in the most unforgiving way.
CHAPTER FIVE
Roxie
Lou’s voice on the phone was a very ill-timed interruption.
There I was, half-naked in a hot tub, straddling a man I’d known for less than two days, his hands still warm on my skin, his eyes still dark with want—
And Lou was telling me the parts for my car were going to take longer than expected.
“Anther few days, hon,” he was saying. “Maybe another week. The parts for this model are harder to come by than I thought. Already got the order in, but...”
“Right. Okay. Another week. That’s... fine. That’s totally fine.”
