Page 55 of Mr. July

I wanted them both.

It was crazy.

Irrational.

I hadn’t wanted a woman in months, being a slave to my shore house. Then bam. First spark was seeing her face pinned on a fridge. The second was meeting her last night and what made the fire spread was knowing she was the girl on the other side of the screen.

The one who made my blood boil. Made me toss and turn, swear in frustration, and fantasize about all the dirty things I wanted to do to her.

Now I had a face to match the name. A warm-blooded woman who made me itch to kiss her lips until they swelled. Fasten my hands in her hair. Caress her curves. Make her head spin. Maybe she was right when she said “kismet” last night.

All this time, I felt restless, gave up my playboy ways, searching for something when I didn’t know what it was. The house helped eat away at the feeling I was missing something. I didn’t know the thing I was missing was her. I don’t even know her and yet it feels like I do. “Fuck, I’m making my own head spin.” I grinned, giving Daisy one last scratch. “I’ll be back in time to cuddle with you tonight, okay?”

“Looking dapper, bro.” Heads turned as I walked out back, Daisy at my heels. Hunter, Char, and Bunny were finishing off their dinner. “Where are you taking her?” Hunter asked while his eyes were on Char’s lips.

“On a romantic sunset picnic for two.”

“She’ll like that.”

I smiled at Bunny. “I feel like I already have a good read on our girl. Do you mind watching Daisy? Don’t sneak her any treats either. Daisy is going to start working out with me.”

“What happened this morning between the two of you?”

I feigned innocence as I turned my gaze to my PA. “What do you mean?”

“She was out of it at lunch. Kept staring at the waves, muttering incoherent responses and whenever your name came up her cheeks stained the color of a cherry tomato.”

“What did she say about me?”

“Bruh, you’re gone. Completely hooked on her line.” Hunter made a fishing motion with one arm while a reeling motion with his other.

“So?” I pumped Bunny.

“Nope. I’m not selling her out to you, you rascal. If you break her heart, I’ll quit and work for the enemy. Diersky.”

“Anyone but him, Bun-bun,” I groaned. “Oh, by the way, she figured out who I am.”

“Oh?” Everyone perked up at this news.

“Yep. She still insisted on seeing me in court and I said I’d give her all her money back for a kiss and tell type of thing…”

Bunny gasped, turned red and fanned her face. “Lawd, have mercy.”

“I wanted her to admit everything to me.”

“Admit or submit.” Hunter snorted.

I shrugged. “I don’t want to scandalize Bunny. Both would be nice though.”

“She’s a good girl; dated a real loser for way too long. She’s not… very…experienced with men like you.”

“Men like me? You’re wounding me Bun. And here I thought you were sweet on me.”

“You best have her home by eleven.”

“A curfew?”

“I’ll put full fat milk in your coffee and tell you it’s a new soy.”

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