Page 203 of Brooklyn Cupid


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“I just wanted Lu back.”

“Well, we hit the jackpot. We are going to Thailand. Take Lu. Take your creepy pirate dog. Let’s celebrate.”

“I am. With Lu. Right now.”

“I hear you. I need to blow off steam, too.”

“Call Becky.” I chuckle.

“On my way to meet her, buddy.”

“Oh? That’s two nights. I thought you don’t double-dip.” Those are Roey’s words, cringy as hell, but, hey, that’s my best friend.

“Just one more time. The chick is batshit crazy in bed. By the way, the piece of info she spilled last night? Wanna guess?”

“No. Spill.”

“That Goldsling Towers condo you’re staying at? Owned by Seth Gordon.”

“No way.” I glance at Lu, who plays with Pushkin.

“Yeah, he purchased it after Lucy moved there to house-sit. Becky found out when the previous owners called and asked her to keep it hush-hush at the new owner’s request.”

Seth Gordon does have a soft spot for his daughter and, conveniently, bags of money. And Lu would’ve moved, out of pride, if she knew. And I wouldn’t have met her. Maybe. Maybe not. There are so many variables, some I don’t like, including Seth Gordon, but…

I’ll tell her tomorrow. There’ll be a lot of talking tomorrow. No one else will take my time from her tonight.

“Thanks for the update, Roey,” I say. “And listen. Be nice to Becky. She’s my girlfriend’s bestie.”

“Nice is my middle name. With women. Hey, I’m curious about something.”

I don’t answer, because knowing Roey, I kind of know what’s coming.

“Did Lucy make a closer acquaintance with the shark?”

He barks out a laugh, and I stifle a grin. “They are best friends.”

“That’s my guy! Cheers.”

Roey hangs up, and Lu and I move to the bedroom.

I thought the shower was the highlight of our sex practice so far. Nah. Nope. Not even close.

For the next hour, we can’t keep our hands off each other.

Clothes? What clothes?

Later, Lu rests naked on my lap, worn out from our lovemaking. My hands don’t stop moving. Neither do hers, gliding over my skin like she’s touching another human for the first time and is trying to learn textures.

I trail kisses down her neck, making her laugh through the nose and gasp, those little sounds of hers driving me insane.

Where did shame go? Mine was lost in the ocean when I thought I might lose her.

Before we practice yet another sex position, I have some questions.

“Three questions,” I clarify, chuckling at the sight of her. My little minx is not much focused on my words but more on sneaking her hand up my bare thigh. “Lu baby, look at me.”

“Huh?”

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