Page 41 of Love Off Course

Sheridan

“Walk of shame,” Damian sings the moment we exit the office. “Come on, girlfriend, we have to talk.” The candlelight illuminates his face, making it seem more sparkly than usual.

“No, I will not describe in detail the size of Camilo’s cock.”

Damian pouts and Camilo chuckles.

“I’ll go grab us some waters. Be right back.” Camilo kisses my cheek and then saunters off. Of course I watch his ass as he walks away. Of course Damian does too.

“You seriously nailed the hot pilot?” Damian asks, his nails digging into my arm.

“Technically it was the other way around…”

“You minx!”

“You’re so over the top,” I grumble. “Can we just drop it? I’m not prying about your sex life.”

“That’s because mine is six feet under and couldn’t be revived even if Luke Evans’ version of Dracula himself showed up and tried to revive it. Dead. So dead.” He whines. “That’s why I have to live vicariously through you, Sherrie Berry.”

“It’s Sherid—whatever. I thought you liked Lawton.”

“Lawton?” He cackles. “No, sweet child. No. Lawton is a boy and I play with boys. I don’t date them.” He shrugs. “I wouldn’t say no to a little romp in the sheets with the cousins, though.”

“Mateo and Nicolás?”

He smirks at me. “They’re so manly.”

“They’re definitely that. Among other things,” I mutter. Like goofy. “Fine. I’ll tell you all about it if you promise not to sleep with those two.”

“Spoiler of fun, but okay,” he agrees. “Spill. I need all the deets.”

Heels clomp down the hall as Estefania joins us. “What did I miss, my friends?”

Her calling us her friends will never get old.

“I—” I’m cut off by Damian’s squeal.

“She let the handsome pilot nail her to the wall.”

Estefania’s eyes pop open. “You made love to him?”

Damian gags. “Don’t say ick words, Estefania. They banged like a screen door in a hurricane.” He cackles. “Get it? We’re in a hurricane.”

“Technically, I made love to her,” Camilo says, handing me a bottle of water. He stands behind me, wrapping a possessive arm around my waist, warming me to my core. “And love’s not an ick word. So I’ve been told.”

Carson joins the fray because the night wouldn’t be complete until everyone knew every detail of our sweaty romp in Eduardo’s filthy office. Thank God for the dark.

“Love is all you need. All you need is love.” Carson smirks. “About time you two did the deed. We were all taking bets. I owe Doris twenty bucks.”

“Doris?” I croak. “You big fat liar.”

Carson snorts and shrugs.

“You guys are all annoying. Every single one of you,” I tell them, trying and failing to sound angry.

“You love us,” Damian says with a big grin before kissing my cheek. “We grew on you.”

We cut up for a little while longer until everyone heads back to the main room. I linger back, content to stay in Camilo’s strong arms. Damian’s words remain too, rattling inside my head.

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