Page 51 of Torqued

“I can do that too.” Our lips meet, saying everything we haven’t had the chance to tell the other.

“Okay, I’m going.” I sigh, sliding out from under him and off the bed. As quietly as possible, I grab his shirt and my panties on the way to the bathroom and close the door as he watches me with the biggest smile.

I jump in the shower, slipping into the clothes as quietly as possible. I can hear Rush plod over to the door, unlocking it before he opens it.

“Good morning.” Margo’s words trail off as she enters the room. “What happened? Did you hurt her? Is she gone?”

“Who?” Rush sounds pretty convincing, now if he can keep it up.

Crank’s voice is close, making my knees tremble. “Seriously, what did you do with her?”

“Spen left last night.” My heart skips a beat at his term of endearment, but I also figure they’ll pick up on it.

“Huh, Spen you say? What’s that about?” I can picture Margo, crossing her arms with all of the attitude in the world directed at Rush.

Rush releases a heavy breath. “Ya know, it’s like numbers. I gotta keep them straight.”

“Damn! That’s cold!” Crank chuckles.

My mouth hits the floor before I snap it shut to murmur. “Is that so?”

“Kinda heartless, dude.” Margo grumbles. “I hid her clothes in my bags so she could surprise you, and this is the thanks she gets.”

“I’m a player. What do you want from me?” Rush’s words are clipped and cut deep. Heat floods my face, and I begin to tremble. I can’t believe him; I’m not staying for this.

I step from my hiding place and jerk the door open. Rush is slouching on the bed, with Margo and Crank standing over him, holding up my dress.

“Did you think you were gonna get us but leave this behind?” Margo laughs, doubling over.

“I hate you both,” I wiggle between them, landing on Rush’s lap. “you know what they say about paybacks.”

“It’s a bitch.” Rush chuckles when I side-eye him.

I shrug. “That’ll work, but I was going to say, is best served cold.”

“Yup, I agree.” Rush pats my bottom, earning him a little squirm. His face hearts, desire burning in his eyes.

Margo slaps her hand over her eyes. “Oh, lawd! I gotta leave. They’re getting sexed up again.”

“Geez, man. Ain’t you had enough.” Crank hides behind his hand, moving toward the door.

Rush grips the back of my neck, pushing my mouth to his. “Hell no, I’ll never get my fill of Spencer.”

I take his lips, essentially running our visitors from the room. He rears back, crinkling his nose. “I do need to get dressed, I’m sorry.”

“Don’t you need to shower first?” I stand, tugging on his hand.

“I do.” He follows me through the room. “I love you in my shirt, there’s one like it in the closet if you want to wear today.”

“I’d love to… after we get naked.”

Forty-five minutes and an empty hot water tank later, we finally come out for air. Margo and Crank stand, giving us a standing ovation. Rush flips them off, stopping in the kitchen for some orange juice.

He takes out two glasses, pouring mine first and then his. Margo’s head whips around, gaping at Crank before spinning back to us. Rush cocks his brow, waving her on.

“It’s like a fairytale, he went to sleep and was kissed by a princess. Poof! He’s a prince. All polite and stuff.” She cheeses at us, pretending to take pictures.

“Excuse me? I’m no princess.” I wink at Rush as his face turns red. “I’m a prince-ass!”