Page 54 of Hello Heartbreaker

Maggie: What do you want to talk about then?

I tossed my phone down, thinking my response instead of texting it.

You. I want to talk about how good you would look on my bed, how I’d taste your pussy, lick, and suck, and blow until you were fucking screaming. I want to talk about how your tits are my wildest desire. How I want to put my face in them and suck your nipples until they’re as hard as I am right now.I pumped myself harder. Faster.I want to talk about how it would feel when I finally plunged into your hot, wet sex, quivering for me. How you’d cry out my name and dig your pretty pink nails into my back as I fucked you like no man ever has or ever will again. I want to talk about how I’d spill my whole fucking load into you, claiming you, once and for all, as mine, only mine. And how you’d shake underneath me, taking every. Fucking. Drop.

I grunted with satisfaction, thick ropes of cum spilling into my hand, and then I rubbed it over my stomach, still looking at that picture of her.

With my clean hand, I texted back.

Rhett: We could talk about what you want to eat for lunch on Sunday.

27

MAGGIE

“I cannot believeyour dad did that,” I said to Cam as I swiped mascara through my lashes. “Where did he even find a pool of Jell-O anyway?”

The night of the softball game, Cooper went to her house to meet her parents, and then she worked all day Saturday, so this was the first chance she had to fill me in on all the details it would have taken too long to share over text. Which was worth it because I was in stitches over the impromptu Jell-O wrestling between Cam’s dad and Cooper.

“I guess he was at the store when they were going to throw out a bunch of expired boxes. He took them home, and the rest is history.” She shook her head with a laugh. “My mom was so unimpressed.”

That made me laugh even harder. Her mom was so put together, the thought of Jell-O wrestling anywhere near her house was as strange as snow falling in the middle of July.

Cam leaned back against the wall. “Honestly, I think Dad’s going to like him better than me if they spend too much more time together.”

I tossed my head back, laughing. “There’s no way Coop could replace daddy’s little girl.”

“Fair,” she agreed. Her older brother lived on the East Coast, so she had seen the most of her parents, even when we lived five hours away in Austin. They were always there for her. Even when she had an ingrown toenail removed, they came to town.

I put down my mascara and started with my lip liner.

“Seems like you’re putting in a lot of effort for ‘fishing.’” She did finger quotes.

My cheeks warmed. “Just because I’m hanging out with fishes doesn’t mean I need to look like one.”

“I’m sure it has nothing to do with the guy who’s taking you.”

Butterflies swirled in my stomach. I knew I shouldn’t like him, and I was trying to keep myself safe, but I was having a hard time reminding myself of all the reasons I should stay away. “I know I should leave the past in the past, but I can’t stop thinking about him.”

She pointed her finger excitedly in the air. “I KNEW IT! That twin flames thing? Genius. How could you hold back after that?”

I glanced at her. “But it sounds so much like a line. Like he’stoogood, you know?” I capped my lip liner and started with lipstick, waiting for her to reply. Waiting for her wisdom, because Lord knew I needed it.

“So I was reading this post online—”

“You mean you saw it on TikTok,” I said.

She blushed. “Okay, so I heard this person on TikTok, and they said that if you believe it’s too good to be true, it might be because you think you don’t deserve something that good.”

The air left my lungs for a second. That was way too close to the truth. “Why wouldn’t I deserve it?”

She shrugged. “I mean, think about it. You were dating Percy, and he didn’t take your job seriously. Then before that it was Jeremy, who was always trying to get you to drink green juice so you could lose weight.” She made a gagging face. “And then there was Hansel—”

“His name was Ansel.”

“And he was constantly bitching about your social media.”

I frowned.

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