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This was a mistake.
For the first time in forever, I feel ashamed.
What if she wants something from me? Some form of reassurance that this was more than a quick fuck?
But was it?
It felt different. But that’s not me. I don’t let girls get inside my head.I’m a selfish prick. That’s my MO. I fuck for my own pleasure.
Comforted by my own bullshit, I lock away any pesky feelings that might have been bleeding out.
“Enjoy the party, Bennett,” I say, my tone dismissive.
Her head snaps up, her eyes flashing with anger. “So that’s it, huh?” Her is voice pure venom.
“Did you think we were making love?” I ask with a wide smile.
I know. I’m an asshole.
“No,” Charlie says, pulling up her zipper. “I just thought you might want round two, but I guess the rumors are true—you’re just a one-and-done guy.”
I know she means the words to offend, but I can’t help it. I burst out laughing. “Are you propositioning me for more sex? Even though I was just a dick?”
“Not anymore.” She crosses her arms over her chest.
I half expect her to stamp her foot like a petulant child. I feel my cock perk up, definitely ready for more.
“You’re cute when you’re pissed,” I say.
“Whatever,” she huffs, turning to walk away. “I need to get back to my friend.”
I grab her elbow, but she yanks it from my grip, her gaze flashing up to mine.
I raise my hands in surrender and let her go, watching as she stomps off, the sway of her hips taunting me as she walks away.
CHARLIE
I walk back to the party pleased with myself. Don’t get me wrong, I’m angry that he was so cold, but I like that I threw him off his game. I think he expected me to beg for his attention, but fuck that.
Do I want more sex? Yes, absolutely. Whatever happened between us was positively euphoric.
But if he feels the same way, he’s going to have to work for it. That boy is a player, so I trust him as far as I can throw him.
As I leave the privacy of the trees, I spot Fiona refilling her drink. I take baby steps down the small slope, but my right foot still manages to skid through a patch of mud, throwing me off balance.
“Whoa, careful, Sunshine,” Link’s deep voice rumbles as he catches the back of my onesie like he’s holding a cat by the scruff.
I freeze, trying to right myself as elegantly as possible in this position. I narrow my eyes at Lincoln. He still has a firm grip near my collar and an amused smile on his dumb, handsome face.
“Are you following me?” I ask.
I recall his hooded gaze and the way his hand pulled at his cock as he watched me and Trey moments ago. I shiver at the memory.
He releases his grip and I straighten. “Actually, I was out there taking a leak. Is that allowed?”
His tone rubs me the wrong way, but what else is new. What is it with these guys pissing me off? Either way, I’m over them tonight. I don’t answer him, step away dismissively, and continue back down the hill, waving at Fiona when she spots me.
She grins and hands me her drink, then grabs the bottle of vodka, free pouring a generous amount into a second clean Solo cup and adding a splash of Cherry Coke.
