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Holy shit.
He also has that V. The one that makes you think nothing but dirty things. Like licking it. I want to lick his V. Over and over again. Heat washes over me as I imagine myself doing just that. It would be so great, but oh so wrong.
Fanning myself, I shake my head, hoping to shake the image away as Mandie says, “You’re dumb if you don’t hit that. He was basically humping you out there.”
“No, he wasn’t. He was trying to beat me!”
“No, that was foreplay,” Delanie says, setting me with a look. “Why are you red? You like him!”
“What the— No way!” I yell back. “I don’t…ugh, Delanie, shut up, I have no time for crushing on some caveman guy.”
“Yeah, she’s digging him. She’s calling him names,” she decides.
“I call everyone names!” I yell, but she shakes her head. “You bitch!”
“No, you call them dicks or assholes, but if you like a guy, you call them the opposite of what they are. Yeah, he’s big, but he is gorgeous and you know it.”
“You’re on crack,” I say, shaking my head and standing up to leave. “Like big white pieces of crack that take you to another world where your insane notions are true.”
She gives me a deadpan look and rolls her eyes. “She’s the one on crack, yeah, Mandie?”
Mandie nods. “For sure. If that hunka-hunka caveman wanted me, I’d give it up.”
“’Cause you are a ho,” I decide and she smiles.
“I am. Come to the dark side, Baylor. It’s fun. We are very relaxed and happy,” she teases and I scoff. “But really, stop lying to us and yourself.”
“I don’t want him,” I say with a shrug. “Really.”
“Hey, stop lying about me.”
I look behind me to find Jayden coming toward us from the hall. He’s wearing that naughty teasing grin, and soon Delanie and Mandie are giggling while I glare. Of course, he is all freshly showered, his hair brushed to the side as his cologne comes off him, intoxicating me. He’s wearing a pair of athletic shorts and a teal Bellevue tee.
Barefoot. He’s fucking barefoot.
Damn it, he’s sexy as shit.
I want to groan in distress, but I hold it together, glaring at him. “I don’t lie.”
“Oh my bad, I could have sworn you were playing that hard-to-get game.”
Holding his gaze, I say, “The only game I play is hockey.”
With his brows touching, he shakes his head. “I highly doubt that, but we’ll go with it.”
Confused, I say, “What does that mean?”
Coming to the counter, he leans against it and I back up a bit. It’s not s
afe being so close to this guy. Setting me with a knowing gaze, I feel like he knows every single thing about me, and I don’t like that.
“It means that you’re full of it.”
Glaring, I say, “You don’t know me.”
“Nope, hoping to change that.”
“Won’t happen.”
