Page 71 of Dirty Puck

I raised an eyebrow at him. “To suggest I’m pussy-whipped implies I’m getting regular pussy. How long it been for you now, with Coach’s rules still in place?”

The man just glared at me.

“Yeah. That’s what I thought. Now I’m going home because my dick is addicted to that pussy in my bed. Catch you tomorrow.”

The drive home gave me time to think about the trip. I hadto go no matter what. Bree helped take care of Mom, but if I call to get extra care workers in, then it wouldn’t be too much for Claudia.

What an epically great idea. Bree gave so much to me, my mom, Claudia, and especially Benny. She deserved time away just to have fun. And Mom had been on an upswing. No, I wasn’t naive enough to believe she’d stay that way, but I couldn’t shake the feeling that Bree could really use the time away.

She had dinner waiting when I walked in the door. Salmon on bagels with avocado, tomato, and onion. My mouth watered. We all ate together tonight. It felt like the perfect time to bring up the trip.

“So I just found out that the guys chartered a plane for the wives and girlfriends to join us in Vegas. They arranged it months ago before we were together, and Bishop said he’d forgotten about it until earlier this week. He apologized for making the invitation so last minute, but they want you to come with.”

“Me?” Bree asked. “I have Benny and?—”

“What if I could get extra help in here for the time we’re gone?”

“I think that’s a great idea,” my mom said.

“You don’t ever do things for yourself,” said Claudia. “You’re still young. You need to live a little.”

“What about you?” she asked Claudia.

I adored that woman. She swatted her hand in the air. “Mr. Grazia and I had all kinds of adventures. Right now, I’m happy to let you have yours. Benny will be fine with me.”

“Of course he will, but it’s not fair to?—”

“Have a life? We’ve gone over this before. One day, you’ll believe me.” Then Claudia looked to me. “She won’t go unless you can get extra help in here for us. If you can, I’ll pack her bag myself.”

“Don’t I get a say in this?” Bree protested.

“No!” Claudia, my mom, and I shouted at the same time. Bree jerked her chin back and Benny jumped in his seat.

I couldn’t stop the laugh. Bree was so damn cute folding her arms over her chest, eyeing us all down, like any of that was going to stop this thing from happening.

“I’ll have everything in place. We’ll be ready to go on Friday.”

She nodded once and then went back to eating her dinner, but she didn’t say too much for the rest of the time. When we finished, she cleaned up and then got Benny into a bath before he had to go to sleep for the night.

The way she acted, what if she just didn’t want to go? I couldn’t force her into a trip. I mean, I could, but that’d be a bitch move. Before I started making calls, I pulled her into our bedroom.

“Do you really not want to go? Because I won’t force you. Honestly, I just thought it’d be a nice treat for you.”

She pressed her hand to her forehead. “We’re not a real couple. You hired me to do a job and if I’m away on some whirlwind vacation, then I’m not doing my job.” Tears glistened in her eyes and I felt like shit.

“Come ’ere.” I pulled her into my arms. “Everyone believes we’re for real. You going with me gives this to my mom, exactly what I asked of you. A real boyfriend would take the woman he loves away on a trip. And, Bree, you’re my friend. There’s no one in the world I like spending time with more than you. We’ll go. We’ll have fun. We’ll fuck in Vegas. Have you ever fucked in Vegas before?”

Shaking her head, Bree chuckled. “You’re an idiot. I’ve neverbeento Vegas before.”

Never been to Vegas. Never been anywhere before. We were definitely friends now. Maybe we wouldn’t need another agreement. If friendship and fucking were enough for her, we could travel the world. It was selfish, I fucking knew it was selfish. A good woman like Bree deserved a man tolove her with every bit of his mind, body and soul. I’d been that man for Elyssa and it just about destroyed me when it ended. I’d sworn it would never happen again. But then again, she told me not to fall in love with her because she couldn’t give love back.

What was I worried about? Friendship and fucking would absolutely be enough for her. And it started this weekend.

“You’ll get to hang out with Jaycee. I know you like her, too.”

“I do. She’s a good person.”

“So, do you want to go? I want you to go. And the more I think about it, the more I like the idea of fucking you under the lights of the strip.”

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