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Words like that should never feel horny.

But they did.

They were the horniest fucking words I’d ever heard.

This girl. This sparkling, lively, sweet, baby blue-eyed girl was something. She really was something.

Forgetting the fact that she was with us for money, forgetting the fact that she was practically half my age, a virtual stranger, and blatantly far more into Rick than she was into me, forgetting all of this, and then some, I could fall for a girl like Katie.

I couldn’t sleep. Not even in the post-sex, post-alcohol bliss with two gorgeous naked bodies in the bed alongside me. I stared at the ceiling and wondered where this was going, where any of this was going.

And it worried me to think the answer was nowhere. Just like always.

A big fat fucking excuse for nowhere.

Rick always scowled and rolled his pretty eyes and told me tochill.Chill, Carl, give it a fucking minute, man. Chill, Carl, not now, just not now. Chill, Carl, just see how things go. See how things go. See how things fucking go, Carl.

But I was tired of seeing how things fucking go. That’s not who I am. I don’t just coast. Not anymore.

I’m not a victim of fate. I’m not a victim of letting life pass me by without taking hold of it by the scruff and dragging it wherever the hell I want it to go.

Katie Serena Smith. Cute, small town girl with big dreams. Could I drag her wherever the hell I wanted to go?

She stirred beside me, stretching out her legs under the covers. She was hot, squirming, her arms reaching out of the warmth in pursuit of cooler air. I’d opened the drapes before I slipped in bed, happy to admire the dawn over the sea if sleep didn’t find me, and it was coming. The first signs of morning light, blooming over the orange hue of the street lighting down below, and it illuminated the perfect little creature at my side beautifully. She squirmed again, and rolled in my direction, and her arm landed over mine. A flutter of her eyes and they opened, and she started, just a little.

I turned to face her and she put a dainty little hand under her cheek, stared at me.

Rick was out for the count behind her, star-fishing as usual with one leg out of the covers.

“Hey,” she whispered.

“Hot?”

She nodded. “Three in a bed, quite some heat.”

I smiled. “Yes. Quite.”

I slipped out of bed and pulled on some boxers, then went to the balcony doors to let some cool air in, but Katie slipped out after me. Her wince as she got to her feet didn’t escape me. As much of a travesty as it was to cover her nakedness, I handed her the shirt I’d discarded, and she pulled it on, buttoned it up just enough to hide her modesty, and then she went outside.

I slid the door closed behind us.

“Wow,” she said. “This is amazing.”

“Yes. It is.” She was looking at the sea, but I was looking at her. The messy cascade of blonde down her back, her eyes in the morning light. “How are you feeling? Are you… sore?”

She smiled. “I feel like someone shoved a boot up my pussy and kicked my ovaries. Repeatedly. Clodhoppers, with steel toecaps.”

“Sorry about that.”

“I’m pretty sure I’ve got internal bleeding.” But she was laughing. “If I slip into unconsciousness, please call me an ambulance. It will likely be my womb falling out of the gaping hole you guys left me with.”

“Maybe we should give you danger money. For the risk.” But I was laughing, too.

“I just hope my bits go back together again.” She grinned and her eyes were sparkling. “I’m too young for a saggy pussy.”

“Pelvic floor,” I said. “You’ll be fine, I promise.”

“It was worth it. Probably.”

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