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“Tell me,” I said. “Just tell me…”
Rick’s eyes were dark and horny, his breath still fast as he prepared to answer my question. “Carl needs…”
But another voice told me. It boomed from the hallway. “Lunch,” it said. “Carl needs his fucking lunch.”
I stared open-mouthed at the doorway, and Rick did, too. And my cheeks were burning, just like Rick’s were.
“Carl,” he said. “I didn’t think you’d be coming. You never come.”
I untangled myself entirely from Rick, smoothed down my t-shirt, praying he wasn’t angry,praying I wasn’t about to be turfed out with my dreams in tatters.
I expected questions, and jealousy, and maybe a bit of outrage, but there was nothing of the sort. Just a sly smirk on Carl’s face.
“I hope you didn’t eat it all up without me,” he said. “I’m fucking ravenous.”
You’ve got to love walking in on people unexpectedly. The guilt was written all over their faces, dishevelled yet fully clothed, Rick all ready to spill the big condition. Maybe I should have let him, hung back in the hallway and listened to the drama unfold, watched our sweet little pony girl make her excuses and bail on us, just like those before her.
I should have let it happen, and then we could have moved on to plan B. Only plan B sucked donkey balls, and as much as I argued the point when Rick told me so, I thought it, too.
Maybe cute little Katie Serena would surprise me. Her baby blues looked me up and down, her smile nervous and apprehensive as she watched me walk through to the kitchen. Barbeque chicken. Rick really did have it bad.
I was pulling apart a chicken thigh when they joined me, and Rick shot me a look. Awhat the fucklook.
They stood close, shoulder to shoulder, the tension between them smoking and spluttering while I ate my lunch.
“Good day?” Rick asked.
I shrugged. “Busy.”
I fixed my eyes on Katie, and she looked away with a blush. “I thought I should be here to finalise the plans.”
Rick raised an eyebrow. “The plans?”
“The weekend. Brighton. I guess you haven’t finished asking Katie if she’ll join us.”
Katie looked from Rick to me and back again. “Brighton?”
Rick’s eyes were full of questions, his shrug almost unperceivable. “Ice breaker,” he said. “Night out. Cocktails, tunes, dancing.”
“Sex,” I said.
She didn’t flinch. “Sounds great.”
Good girl.
I forked up a token piece of tomato. “We’ll leave Saturday morning, nine sharp. Return Sunday evening.”
She nodded. “Sure.” She turned to Rick. “I’d better go, got a shift this evening.”
“I’ll see you out.”
Of course he would. I smirked. “Bye, Katie, I’ll be seeing you.” I let the words hang heavy, wishing I was close enough to feel her heartbeat as it thumped in her chest.
“Bye, Carl.” Her smile was warm and sweet, despite her apprehension, and there was a pang of familiarity in my stomach. I couldn’t place it, and it made no sense, and yet this girl, this sweet littlepackage of blonde and freckles and tight ass, was already under my skin.
And she was already well, well under Rick’s. He led her out by her hand, and there was a tenderness there. He had it bad alright. Sap.
I clearedthe rest of the chicken, and was already in the hallway with my keys in my hand when Rick came back inside.
