Page 14 of The Dom with the Clever Tongue

The knock at the door startled her. Damned punctual man.

She rose quickly, slipped on her tight t-shirt and grabbed a pair of loose shorts out of her drawer. Behind her, Reece protested.

“I’ll keep him busy for five minutes. Come out dressed when you’re done. It’s not fair to make him wait out in the hall.” Scarlet chuckled and bolted down the hall, ignoring her girlfriend’s grumbles. Would she be bold enough to pleasure herself while Malachi was sitting in their living room?

As she moved to open the door, her nipples strained at the fabric of her shirt. She should’ve put on a bra. Maybe he wouldn’t notice.

Malachi grinned at her as the door swung open. “Hi, am I late?” His gaze dropped to the front of her shirt and she felt her cheeks heat. Damn it. She didn’t want to give this guy the wrong impression. Scarlet had lost enough friends over the years who’d hoped they’d be the guy to make her switch teams. Although she was technically bi, she’d only ever dated women. She only found a few men attractive.

He must have noticed her frown before she had the chance to get rid of it. “Don’t worry. You warned me fair and square. But just because you’re not attracted to me doesn’t mean I don’t like looking at you.”

Scarlet chuckled and shook her head. “Fair enough.” She backed up to let him in then shut the door behind him. “Reece just got home from work and she’s changing. Can I get you anything?”

“She’s changing and you’re not in there helping her? You’re a strong woman.”

“Well, I was helping her but someone knocked at the door.”

“The bastard.” Mischief gleamed in his eyes. “I can come back later if you’d like.”

“We can wait. We’re not guys.”

“Ouch. You’ve been with a lot of guys, have you? I feel like I need to defendmy gender now. Not all of us are looking to fuck every knothole in a fence.”

She led him to the living room and folded herself onto the couch. He chose an overstuffed chair and sank into it.

“Haven’t been with any guys. I just know what I’ve been told. You want a drink or something?”

“Nothing for now, thanks. So how do you know you don’t like guys if you’ve never been with one?”

“Good question. How do you knowyoudon’t like guys if you’ve never been with one?”

He barked a laugh. “Touché. I’ve never been able to figure out why women are attracted to guys anyway. We’re ugly compared to you.”

She reexamined his features. “I doubt many people would classify you as ugly. You’re not hard to look at.”

“Aw, you’re so kind.” He grimaced. “So, Reece just got home? Did you have to work today, too?”

“Yeah. Got home a few minutes before she did. I’ve been working crazy hours this week. It’s our busy season.”

“What do you do?”

“I’m a house framer. The guy I’m working for is a bit of a dickwad. I should look for something else.”

“I think Jude’s hiring.”

“Is he? Maybe I’ll talk to him. Thanks.” Working for Jude could either be awesome or really bad. If he was good to his people things would go well. If he was a dick it might ruin the friendship between Reece and Sabrina. It might not be worth risking.

They chatted for a few minutes about Malachi’s work. He was surprisingly easy to talk to. After about ten minutes, Scarlet was pretty sure they’d moved firmly into the friend zone, although she wouldn’t be surprised if he ogled her tits once in a while. She had several straight guy friends – leering was something she’d gotten used to.

At the fifteen-minute mark, she excused herself and went looking for Reece. When she opened the bedroom door, Reece looked up at her, cheeks flushed.

“Did you get off?” Scarlet whispered.

“I can’t,” she whispered back, squirming beneath the sheet. “Knowing he’s sitting in the next room is throwing me off.”

Scarlet rifled through the drawers and found a t-shirt and yoga pants. “Put these on. It’s been too long now. I think he’s getting suspicious. I told him that you were changing, but it’s been ages.”

“Has it?” Reece scrambled out of bed and slipped into the clothes she’d handed her. Scarlet re-made the bed.

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