Page 45 of Dirty Reads

Her eyes fell to my cock. “Uh huh.”

I walked back to the loveseat and sat down.

“What are you doing?” she snarled.

“I was just seeing something.”

“Seriously?” she snapped back. “What, seeing if I was human?”

“No, seeing if you liked it when I acted like that.”

“Fuck yeah, I do.”

“I had no idea. I’ve always acted like that because I thought it’d keep people away, not attract them.”

“So it’s an act?” she huffed. “You’re not really like that?”

“No, I’m pretty much just like that. It’s difficult for me to be otherwise, but I can be polite if I need to be. I never knew anyone liked it, though. I think you’re a first.”

“Well,” she said. “Most girls probably don’t dig it, but I do. I love guys who are dicks. If a guy can talk a mad line of shit to me, he’ll win my heart quicker than a guy with flowers.”

“No shit?”

“No shit.”

“Interesting,” I said.

“Why’d I know you were going to say that?” She pressed her biceps into the sides of her breasts and shot me a seductive look. “So should I get up off my knees, or are you going to feed me that big cock?”

“No, get up. We’re just talking for now.”

She pressed her palms onto the floor and braced herself as she stood. “Asshole.”

I nodded. “That’s what I hear.”

She sat down and reached for her glass of wine. “So, what about that goofy fucking Drake? That weirdo was eating rotten bologna and did you see he was eating a nasty fucking wiener when we got there?”

“What about him?”

“He’s fucking weird. Wearing a robe out to eat and shit. Is that the types of friends you have?”

“He’s an associate.”

She took a drink of wine. “Do you have any friends?”

“Some.”

“Are they like him?”

“No one’s like Drake.”

“True that,” she said with a laugh.

I sat and studied her for a long moment as she drank her wine. After a few minutes, she broke the silence.

“So if we’re just fucking, and that’s it – an extended one-night stand or whatever – why am I here? Like right now?”

I raised my beer bottle and tipped it toward her. “That’s a damned good question.”