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And he left me out of it.
Hurt was still a barbed wire wound tightly around my pride.
“Laura has been prepping all the members by sending invites via email, text and making calls.” Callie smiled at her friend, as if that would make me happy.
It was just another reminder.
Wes said something to Callie, forcing her attention off us, which Laura took advantage of.
Tilting her face so her words were hushed, she asked, “Reminds me, how exactly would you like me to personalize your friend’s invitation?” Her lips spread into a sly smile. “Should I just put, ‘girl with real tits,’ or ‘Killian’s fuck buddy?’”
Who was she?—
Fuck, she was referring to that first night we met, when I joked about fucking another woman instead of her because she didn’t look fake, like an AI filter had popped her out. I nearly laughed, but the sound would draw Wes and Callie’s attention back over to us. As it was, their heads were bent together as Callie showed him something on her phone.
I took the opportunity to whisper back, “Want to know something, Daisy?” I used that nickname again with her, and it thrilled me to no end.
“That night, I couldn’t fuck her. Wanna know why?”
She kept her face down, but her chest was rising and falling so fast, I knew she wanted to know.
My hand returned to her thigh, pulling it toward me, which only spread her legs apart but her dress was floor length, so all I felt was heat and fabric.
She flicked her gaze up to the couple across from us but didn’t respond.
I leaned in close and whispered, “Because it was your tits in my head that I wanted to touch. Your pussy I wanted to taste, and your cunt I wanted to fuck. You ruined me from one simple encounter, and yet you seem to wonder why I can’t stand being around you.”
With that I released her and took a large bite of my food.
I could sense her next to me, struggling to compose herself, but I ignored her and focused on the mind-numbing conversation Callie started regarding the different members coming and how worried she was about trouble being riled up. I knew most of her concern was likely for the delicate creature next to me who had never been to an initiation ceremony. Things did get wild, and likely would.
I wasn’t worried though, not when I already knew there wasn’t a chance Laura would escape my constant attention.
The meal was finished nearly an hour later, and Laura had indulged in four glasses of wine. Callie was tired, and Wes looked…eager to fuck his wife.
So, I offered, “I can take you back, Laura.”
She glanced over at me from her spot on the couch, her nose scrunching.
“I might just stay the night.”
My best friend winced from behind where Laura sat, then gave me a look that practically begged me to get her out of there. They were definitely going to be fucking tonight.
“Come on, I’m sure they’re tired. I’ll take you.” I moved over to the front where my shoes were.
Laura was about to protest again when Callie bent over and whispered something in her ear. Considering how pink Laura’s face flushed, I assumed Callie’s filter was gone, and she told her best friend what I already knew.
Sure enough, Laura got up, depositing her empty wine glass on the coffee table and then wavered the slightest bit before heading over to where her shoes and jacket were.
“Thank you, guys, for a lovely evening.”
“Bye!” Callie waved and then mouthed thank you to me.
I smirked and then held Laura’s arm as she descended the steps one by one. The moon was shining over us, and the cold air clouded in front of our faces.
“Did you already know they planned to fuck?” she asked bluntly while walking toward my truck.
“Yep. Wes had been rubbing her shoulders for a good twenty minutes while you talked about that book you started reading.”
