Page 48 of Force Play
“I’m done telling you anything,” I mumble. “But plenty of people have taken the jewelry for a ride, man. It’s not like I wanna fuck any of them again.”
“You also didn’t live with them,” he smirks. “You’re so fucking again.”
“We’re not fucking again,” I chide. “Last night scratched an itch. I’m good now. I don’t need her again.”
Cole shakes his head and chuckles in disbelief. “Whatever you say, man.”
I don’t understand why he’s so certain of this.
Sure, he was right about us sleeping together once, but that doesn’t mean he’s right again.
I’m not actually into Lucia.
I tolerate her now, and the sex was great last night, but it’s not like I haven’t had good sex with other people.
Though I’m sure as hell not going to forget our night together anytime soon…
After she finishes in the gym, Lucia takes a shower and then joins me out in the living room, where I’m on my millionth rewatch ofModern Family.
“I didn’t realize you watched this,” she says, taking a seat on the opposite end of the sofa.
“My favorite show,” I reply. “I’m pretty sure I can quote every episode in my sleep by now.”
“It’s actually one of my favorites, too. Though I don’t think I can quote it in my sleep.”
I chuckle before remembering what happened while she was at the gym. “I feel like I should probably tell you that Cole stopped by earlier.”
Lucia looks at me, confused. “Why would you need to tell me that?”
I sigh. “Because he and the guys took bets weeks ago on when the two of us would sleep together.”
She rolls her eyes. “Of fucking course they did.”
“Bastards,” I chuckle. “Cole was demanding to find out if he won, though.”
“How long did Cole give for his part of the bet?”
“New Year’s.”
“I hate him,” she laughs. “We slept together once. It’s not like we’re going to do it again.”
“That’s exactly what I told him,” I shrug.
“I just wanted sex, and you happened to be there.”
I smirk at her. “Mhmm. You certainly screamed my name last night only because I was the one available to fuck you.”
“I screamed your name because I liked what you did with your tongue, Casanova,” Lucia replies.
“Knew it was better than mediocre.”
Lucia lets out a breathy laugh. “You’re annoying.”
“So you’ve been telling me.”
We sit in silence now, watching the Dunphy and Pritchett families create chaos on the screen. Lucia turns to me again, though, after a moment.
“You know, you told me on Christmas that you haven’t hooked up with anyone since November. I know we obviously hooked up last night, but why was there no one in between? I’ve always known you to go out and find someone to take to bed.”
