Page 23 of Perfectly Wrong
Tristan shakes his head. “Cheater. I mean look at this woman. If I liked pussy, I’d date her.”
Rocco’s brow furrows. “Is that how you talk in front of a lady?”
Trinity laughs. “I’m no lady. I’m way worse than Tristan is. He’s seen me—” She stops abruptly when he shoots her a look.
Rocco rolls his eyes. “Oh please. As if I haven’t seen, heard, and done more than you kids could even imagine.”
Trinity smiles as her eyes linger on Tristan. “Your dad is awesome.”
“Yeah, he is,” Tristan agrees. “His friends are too.”
Rocco turns around to the fridge. “Shit.”
“What’s wrong?” I ask.
“Ran out of butter.”
“Want me to go get some?”
“No, I’ll go, but can you keep an eye on the turkey? It’s just warming. Needs a little basting.”
Trinity furrows her brow. “You should stay, Rocco, and let Bishop go. You’re doing all of this, and I could help you with veggies.”
I nod. “It’s no problem. Need anything else?”
“I do,” Tristan says. “Mind if I tag along?”
I shrug. “No. Rocco? Anything else?”
“Maybe some cream for coffee later.”
“Got it. Butter and cream.”
“Great. Thanks.”
Tristan and I walk out to my car. I already want to rip him apart.
After sliding into the driver’s seat, I glance over to find Tristan watching me. “You look fucking amazing, Bishop. So good.”
“You too. A lot has changed.”
“Yeah.”
I put the car in drive and start in the direction of the store.
Tristan slides his hand over to my thigh. “Do you ever think about me?”
“Come on, Tristan.”
“Do you? Because I think about you. I’ve tried to forget you, but I can’t. I even fucked someone else, but nothing.” He squeezes my thigh slightly. “Does that make you jealous?”
“You don’t think I’ve fucked anyone in the last year?”
“I’ll pretend you didn’t. You just lie in bed at night thinking of me.” He licks his bottom lip. “But I’m right here. You can fuck me. Or I can suck your dick.” He rubs my bulge. “Do you still want me as much as I want you?”
“We can’t.”
As I’m driving, Tristan unbuttons my jeans. I should stop him, but… He leans to my side and drags his tongue up my cheek.
