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“Not a pizza.” I motioned to my legs and gave him my best puppy eyes. “I twisted my knee at work. Can you fix it?”
“Which one?”
“Left.”
He smoothed his big hands over my knee and gently massaged the muscles right above and below the joint.
“Well?” he prompted when I didn’t say anything.
“Well what?” I settled back against the arm of the couch and let out a contented sigh.
“Finish your story! You can’t cliffhanger me after saying you almost fucked someone for pizza.”
“It wasn’t for pizza. Remember that sparkly harness I was obsessed with and finally got?”
“Yeah. Wait. You said Mackenzie gave that to you.”
“She did. But she made a joke about how she’d only give it to me if I fucked her and got her off when I was saying how much I wanted one just like it.”
“You never told me this.”
I shrugged. “Because it didn’t happen. I would have because you know how much of a slut I am when I drink, but she changed her mind.” I watched his hands as they gently massaged my knee. “She said any guy who’d want a sparkly harness wouldn’t know how to get a girl off so she just gave it to me.”
Aiden frowned. “I’m sorry, Nicky.”
I shrugged again. “Not the first time I’ve heard that shit. But I got the harnessandended up dirty-dancing with Braedan for the rest of the night so I’m calling it a win.”
“Her loss.”
“Yup. If someone can’t appreciate all of me, then they don’t deserve any of me.”
“Fuck yeah they don’t.”
Ding dong.
“Damn. They are quick tonight.” Aiden patted my shin. “Either let me up or get your ass to the door to get our food.”
“That sounds like a you job.” I tucked my knees up under my chin so he could stand.
I waited as Aiden went to the door to get the pizza.
“I was kinda hoping you’d try to seduce them,” I said as he brought our food into the living room.
“I thought about it, but that guy looked like he’d had a long day.” He put the boxes on the coffee table. “And I know how much it sucks to have someone mess with you while you’re working.”
“Yeah.” I flipped the pizza box open and pulled out a steaming slice. “That’s true. It’s only funny to do that kind of thing when you know the person.” I took a big bite of my pizza. “Did I tell you some kids did one of those jump-scare pranks on Zane the other day?”
“What?” He froze, his hand hovering over the pizza box. “Do they have a death wish?”
I popped a slice of pepperoni in my mouth. “He was leaving his jobsite after shutting everything down and a group of kids jumped out of the bushes when he passed them.”
“Jesus. Why?”
“He said they were recording him, so I’m thinking some sort of social media content.”
“They picked the wrong guy to mess with. Did they get their shot before he went full psycho on them?”
“Nope. I don’t even think he can get scared. He calls it situational awareness. I call it being a scary motherfucker.”
