Page 95 of The Fantasy League
Jesus Christ. I kept having to remind myself that we’d literally only been back together forsix days. Clinging to the hope that he was going to propose soon wassorta kinda maybea lot freaking insane, but excitement hummed through me, knowing that’s where he saw our relationship going.
Abel peered over at me from across the couch with a wink. He chose to put not only anentirecushion of distance between us but two pillows stacked on top of each other as well.
It was more for him than it was for me. The guy literally couldn’t keep his hands off me these days… not that I was complaining. Not at all.
I applauded him for trying to be respectful, but Maegenuinelycouldn’t have cared less. Hell, I’d walked in on her having a threesome once in college and she hadn’t even been fazed, just lifted a hand and waved.
“And I’ve got a handful of DNA tests from different labs, copies of both our birth certificates, which have identical signatures next to ‘Father’ and the paperwork from when she changed her last name from Abbott to her middle name, which conveniently also happens to be my middle name as well,” Abel began again, keeping his eyes locked confidently on hers while he spoke. “But if you want more proof, I’m sure I could get it. Maybe track down my father and interrogate a confession out of him?” Abel said, raising an eyebrow.
Mae had beenruthlesslyinterrogating him since the moment she’d walked in his front door fifteen minutes ago. My eyes were going to fall out of my head from bouncing back and forth between the two of them as they bantered aggressively.
Abel had yet to crack under her pressure, but what Mae forgot was that he’d endured hours of Lea’s relentless PR training which had prepared him for far worse than whatever antics she was up to.
But one thing Abel didn’t know about Mae was that she was ruthless. Iknewwithout question that she wasn’t going to give up until she saw him squirm in his seat, even if it took hours.
“And you’re aware of her obsession with romance audiobooks and are okay with her lusting over fictional men’s penises?”
Oh my god, that was only slightly mortifying.
“Very.” He shot me a smug smile.
Correct answer.
After coming home to me listening to one of them while I was making dinner one night, he had zero objections to me listening to them, as long as I promised to practice my favorite scenes with him. Which Ihappilyagreed to.
Mae paused, shaking her head up and down with narrowed eyes, assumedly trying to think of her next move. In the meantime, she instigated a stare-off between the two of them to keep tensions high.
Abel leaned back in his seat while keeping his stare locked on Mae’s, but it was the smug smile that crawled over her face that let me know she had him exactly where she wanted him.
“So, Abel…” She started off innocently to catch him off guard. “Have the two of you fucked yet?” she questioned with a popped brow.
The blood from Abel’s face instantly rushed away at her words. He turned to look at me with widened eyes that pleaded for me to save him. I kept my face impassive and shrugged my shoulders.
Mae shot me a wink from across the room that made me laugh under my breath. “Go on… answer her.”
Okay, fine. Maybe it was alittle meanto leave him squirming high and dry, but watching him crack for a few minutes was a small price to pay after I endured eight months of him being a pain in the ass.
Reparations of this stature might be cruel, but they were necessary.
“We… uhh…” he sputtered, rubbing his palms down his shorts uneasily. A few beats of silence passed between the three of us, but Mae didn’t budge her eyes away from him or allow her arched brows to drop a millimeter until he found his words.
Abel turned to look at me pleadingly once again, but I remained firm in keeping my face neutral. He let out a measured breath and his shoulders deflated before he answered with an eye roll. “Fine, yes.”
“Thank God! That was exhausting.” Mae flailed her hands in the air, dropping back into her seat. “So, Scarlett, how big is his dick? I’ve been dying to know.” She placed her hands parallel in front of her and slowly began inching them away from each other, dropping her jaw farther as the space between her hands got bigger.
“Mae!” I shouted, appalled she actually said that in front of him. Abel, being the good sport he was, threw his head back and chuckled beside me.
“Okay, okay… got it. We’ll talk about it later when he’s not around.” She winked at me, which only made Abel laugh harder. “Anyway, I have to get going now. Just came to say hi and drop off some clothes for Scarlett, so the two of you can remove your… purity barricade now.” She waved a hand at the pillows between Abel and me.
I laughed as Abel unstacked the barrier between us.
“Abel… if you hurt my sister again, I’ll stick skewers in both of your ball sacs and drain every drop of the sperm from your body so you won’t be able to ejaculate ever again.”
Abel winced but nodded understandingly.
I popped up from my seat and gave her a long squeeze before we made our way to the front door, keeping our arms linked the entire way. Abel trailed a few feet behind us, and the two of us waved Mae off from the front door. We watched until she made it across the street before Abel shut the front door and locked it behind us.
I was heading for the kitchen, hoping to make a midafternoon snack, when Abel’s arms wrapped around me from behind and I was lifted off the ground.
