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“Love you too!”
Before I step out of my car at Lydia’s, I finally type Stallion’s number into my phone and send a text. I only waited because I didn’t want to seem desperate, but I want him—well, maybe just his dick. After the conversation with William, I feel the need to work out some of my emotions. I send a simple “hi” to see if he replies. Stuffing it in my back pocket, I slide out of my car and walk to Lydia’s door.
Her old house was almost medieval with vines wrapping around the outside of the brick, but this place is more modern with brown brick and white shutters. It isn’t as big either, but since her mom decided to get herself a penthouse apartment closer to the country club, and it’s only her and Carter, it doesn’t need to be.
I don’t bother knocking because she knows I’m coming. I step inside and close the door, then make my way to the living room. As soon as I see Carter’s white ass pounding into her, I regret my decision to not knock.
I clear my throat without looking away. “Excuse me.”
Carter glances over his shoulder with a smile as Lydia raises up on her elbows below him and shrieks. “Damn it, Carmen!” She pushes him off, sending him to the floor with a thud as she pulls her shirt down her chest and her pants up her legs.
“Fuck, babe. It’s not like she hasn’t seen us naked before,” Carter says from the floor.
She rolls her eyes and throws his shirt on his still-hard cock. “Put your clothes on.”
“Seriously? Not going to let me finish?” He sounds genuinely hurt, and it just makes me and Lydia laugh.
“You guys seriously have all the time in the world. Go rub one out in the bathroom if you need to, but I’d rather not watch your scrawny ass fuck my best friend.” I look at my nails, acting bored.
He scoffs and stands, pulling his pants up and slipping the T-shirt on. Once everything is in place, he walks over to me and pecks my cheek. “Don’t act like you don’t like it.”
You would think him being with Lydia would change how he acts toward me, but it doesn’t. He still fucks with me just because he knows it makes my skin crawl, and Lydia thinks it’s the funniest thing. And she knows no matter what he says, he’s not going anywhere. They share a deep, dark secret, but even more, they completely consume each other’s hearts. You can see it in their eyes when they look at each other.
The love. The lust. The pure, fucking, happiness.
I stick out my tongue and point to it with a gag. “I’d rather fuck myself with a serrated knife.”
He laughs and exits the room, then walks into the kitchen. When he’s out of earshot, I glance to Lydia and raise my brows.
She shrugs. “Sorry. I didn’t realize what time it was.”
I shake my head. “I can’t stand the two of you.”
She smiles sweetly before swaying toward me and throwing her arms around my neck. “You love us.”
When her arms fall, they push the hair I strategically placed around my neck out of the way. For a second, I don’t think she notices, but when her smile falls and she moves even more hair behind my shoulders, I know she sees it. “Carmen…” Her eyes widen with concern. “Who the fuck did that to you?”
I smile, and it’s genuine. Just the thought of Stallion and what he did to me is making me giddy. “A guy,” I start.
Regardless of my smile, her face never falters. “A guy? What the fuck!”
She grabs my wrist and drags me into the kitchen, where Carter leans against the counter, stuffing his face with chips. “Carter, look at her neck.”
She places her fingers at my chin and angles my head up, the same way Stallion did. “Lydia, it’s not a big deal, really.”
“Not a big deal?” Carter chimes. “The handprint around your throat begs to differ.”
“She said a guy did it,” Lydia adds, finally dropping her hand.
Suddenly, Carter’s face morphs. The permanent grin that’s always on his lips falls, and his eyes narrow. “A guy? Who?”
I step back, trying to put some space between us. The way they’re hovering over me is making me claustrophobic. “It’s not what you think—”
“Not what we think?” Lydia lets out a barking, sarcastic laugh.
“If you would shut the fuck up and let me finish!” I raise my voice over hers. Finally, that gets her attention. “We were… You know.” I give them a knowing look, but they both stare at me like a deer in the headlights. Completely clueless. “Fucking. We were fucking.”
Carter looks at me, then at Lydia, then back at me before letting out a gut-busting laugh. “Oh fuck. I’m going to head upstairs. You guys clearly have some gossiping to do. Just don’t hype the dude’s cock up too much, Carmen. I need to keep my girl thinking I’m the best.” He winks.
