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“I’m going out with Ava,” I reply, dishing some spaghetti onto my plate.

“Well, make sure you message me if you are staying out all night,” my mother says, giving me a stern look. “I know you are eighteen, but when I didn’t hear back from you last night, I was ready to call the cops.”

“I told you three days ago that I was going to the harbor last night,” I point out. “Besides, couldn’t you have just asked one of your spirit ghouls where I was?”

Alex snorts, and my mom narrows her eyes. “For your information, they are spirit guides,” she corrects me. “And don’t get smart with me, mister. One text is all I need. It’s not that hard.”

“Yes, Mom,” I respond flippantly, then dish some spaghetti into my mouth.

Something flashes out of the corner of my eye, and I look over to see Bernie trotting into the room wearing a hat with a feather sticking out of it and a pink costume drowning in sequins. “What the hell is Bernie wearing, Nix?”

“He’s a drag queen,” he states matter-of-factly, causing my mom to choke on her spaghetti and the rest of the table to erupt with laughter.

His eyes dart around the table with a scowl. “Why are you all laughing?”

“We’re sorry, Nix.” My mom clears her throat and takes a sip of water. “He looks amazing. Where did you come up with that idea?”

“That movie where the lady stands on the bus,” he replies, and my mother frowns.

“He watchedPriscilla Queen of the Desertwith us last week,” Aliana tells her, and my mother nods, returning to her meal.

Scooping the last of my spaghetti into my mouth, I stand up and push my chair in. “Okay. I’m out. I will text you later, Mom, okay?”

She gives me a thumbs-up, and I grab my key, then head out the door.

Pulling into Ava’s driveway,I parked my truck then sent her a quick text. She sent me a message earlier to let me know her mother was still awake and on a drunken rampage and asked if she could meet me outside. I don’t have an issue dealing with her mother, but I know it stresses Ava out, so I’m happy to play this out however she wants.

Ava emerges from the front door looking absolutely stunning in high-heeled ankle boots and a short black dress that exposes her lean, tanned legs and shimmers under the porch light. Her long blonde hair is down and falls down her back in soft curls.

Jesus Christ.

I’m going to be fighting off men left, right, and center with her looking like that.

As she walks toward the truck, I notice that she is walking funny. Her legs are wide apart, and her steps are tentative as she walks in an unsteady gait. She opens the truck door and winces when she sits down in the passenger seat. A smirk creeps on my lips at the realization that she is just as sore as I am after our sex marathon.

“You okay?” I ask, feigning ignorance.

“Oh my god, Mason,” she grumbles. “We are never doing that again.”

“Doing what exactly?”

She rolls her eyes with a huff. “You know what. I had to put an ice pack on my vagina when I got home. Christ, I’m so swollen down there I feel like my pussy has grown into a grapefruit.”

I snort, and she pins me with a glare. “I’m sorry, baby,” I coo, biting back my amusement. “Do you want me to kiss it better?”

She grimaces and shifts in her seat. “I seriously hate you right now. You can’t say things like that.”

“Say what?”

“Say you want to kiss medown there.” She points to her groin. “It makes my vagina tingle, and I can’t handle that shit right now.”

Unable to hold it in, I burst out laughing. “It makes your vagina tingle?”

She cocks a brow then scoots over, pressing her body against mine. “Oh yes, Superman,” she purrs seductively in my ear. “You make me tingle all over.” She nips my earlobe and my cock twitches. “You make me so wet I ache for you.” She kisses under my ear, hitting that spot that always sends tingles shooting through my body.

I groan, laying my head back against the headrest as she nips and sucks on my neck. My cock lengthens, pushing up against my tight jeans, and I let out a hiss as my body jolts from the tenderness.

“You okay, baby?” She pulls back, smirking. “Do you want me to kiss it better?”

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