Page 78 of Tight End


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Taylor: I’ve never had someone compare me to meth before.

Brody: Naw, you’re one of the classy drugs. Like cocaine.

Taylor: LOL

I unlocked my apartment and went inside. After changing into my pajamas and brushing my teeth, I saw that I had another text.

Brody: When can I see you next?

Taylor: How about right now? I just got home, and my apartment is awfully lonely.

Brody: That’s real tempting, but it’s about three drinks too late for me to drive. I started pounding celebratory whiskeys after we sexed up the closet.

Taylor: Take an Uber. Or a Lyft. Or a freaking taxi cab, as long as it ends with you in my bed in the next thirty minutes.

Brody: You have no idea how tempting that is. But I’ve got to stick around at this party. Things are just starting to get wild. It’d be suspicious if I left now.

Brody: But if I could leave now? You bet your sexy ass I’d be there. Hell, I’d sprint the whole way if I had to.

Brody sent a GIF of Forest Gump running down his driveway and around a corner onto a street. I giggled as I replied.

Taylor: You’re just sticking around because of Bikini Bimbo, aren’t you?

Brody: She’s flirting with Kincaid now. Besides, she’s not my type.

Taylor: Who’s your type?

Brody: Hot redheaded paleontologists from California who have part-time jobs as NFL cheerleaders.

Brody: But seriously, when can I see you next?

Taylor: Tomorrow afternoon? I have a department meeting in the morning, but I’m free after lunch.

Brody: Damn. We’re flying to Chicago at 2:00. Won’t be back until late Sunday night.

Taylor: Boo!

Brody: I agree. Boo. We should both quit our jobs and spend all day fucking in closets.

Taylor: That’s more tempting than you think.

Brody: But seriously, as soon as I get back in town? I’m gonna be all over that ass.

I couldn’t stop grinning as I turned out the light and went to bed.

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