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Vicky glanced between my eyes and placed what remained of the cream cake on the tabletop again.
“Is something wrong?” she said. “I figured he was your friend. I didn’t want to offend him. I thought maybe you invited him over but forgot to tell me.”
Her voice was so soft and gentle. And, dammit, I believed her.
I felt bad for feeling the way I did.
“I won’t let him or anyone else in again,” she said. “I promise.”
She smiled up at me but it was a sad smile. She thought she’d done something wrong.
I was an asshole to make her feel that way.
“It’s not that,” I said. “I just… wish you would be more careful.”
“I will be.”
“Good. So, you guys just talked?”
She was unsure of my meaning. Then her eyes bulged and her mouth fell open.
“You think we… did something?” she said.
She barked a laugh. When I didn’t join her, she stopped immediately. She put a hand on my arm.
“Nothing happened between us, Dyrel,” she said. “I swear. Nothing.”
“You seemed… pretty close when I got back,” I said.
“He’s a little… pushy,” Vicky said. “I thought he was a friend of yours otherwise I would have told him to back off. I can promise you, he never touched me.”
“Then why are you wearing one of my old T-shirts?”
“Because I wanted you to see me wearing it when you got home. I didn’t know somebody else was going to stop by. I was hoping only you would see me wearing it.”
I searched her face. I saw only honestly there. I let out a breath and the last of my jealousy went with it.
“I can’t believe you actually got jealous,” Vicky said, taking delight in my discomfort. “This might surprise you, but I’m a one guy at a time kind of gal.”
“I wasn’t jealous…” I said.
Even I heard the lack of commitment in my voice.
“Oh, I think you were very jealous,” she said, her eyes glinting.
“So, what were you planning on doing when I showed up?” I said.
Vicky turned her nose up at me.
“I’m not sure you deserve to see it now,” she said.
It was in jest. I approached and wrapped my arms around her.
I felt her plump breasts press against my chest. She wasn’t wearing a bra underneath. And yes, she really did look good. I understood why Zyod reacted the way he did. Any red-blooded male would have felt the same way.
I did every time I looked at her.
I nibbled on her ear.
