Page 31 of Foul & Fake
It’s on the text message she sent me without any prompting.
Cupcake
Hey, I miss you. Can I come over?
Did I hit my head? I read it three more times and have to fight the urge to make one of these assholes read it out loud forme, because that’d ruin everything. I shouldn’t be surprised mygirlfriendis asking to come over.
Me
Yeah, of course. Luca and Vito are here, but we’re just hanging out. I miss you too.
And I do. I probably always will even if she’s sitting right next to me because I’ll never truly have her again.
She texts back that she’s close and will be here in a couple of minutes, so I get up to go use the bathroom and make sure I don’t look like shit. It’s far too late to make a good impression on her, but I still care if she desires me, especially now that I’ve fucked her without a condom. Oh shit, is that why she’s coming? Is she pregnant?
I splash water on my face, the act snapping me out of my momentary panic when I realize it’s been two fucking days and that’s not how it works. Not that fast, anyway.
When I come back out, I find the guys looking at me funny. “You okay?” Luca asks. “You look stressed.”
Vito scoffs. “He always looks like that now.”
The doorbell rings before I have to answer, which is good because I almost told them I fucked her raw, and they would have never let that go. “Riley is here. Don’t be dicks, alright?”
I open the door before they can say anything dumb and lean in to kiss her lips, but I’m shocked when she wraps her arms around my neck and kisses me deeper.
Fuck, she might’ve actually missed me. “Hi,” she whispers, biting my bottom lip quickly. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to interrupt.”
“Never. I’d rather be with you,” I say a little too honestly. “You okay, cupcake?”
She nods, looking up at me as her thumb brushes my cheek. “Yeah, I just missed you. You were right. I was being stupid, and I made a deal. Can I come in?”
It’s hard not to be a little shocked or taken aback, but I step aside for her to enter and try to hide it. I need to just enjoy this while I can.
“What kind of deal?” Vito asks, and I about have a heart attack before Riley laughs.
“I made a deal with Samira that I’d stop having Eli over when she’s home because we make too much noise. I tried to skirt around that, Eli told me no, that I should stick with what I promised. So here I am.”
“Damn, you like him that much?” Luca says teasingly, and I nearly mirror the question. “That’s actually kind of cute.”
What is going on here? She’s acting like I never used that video as leverage, and if I hadn’t been lost in my head since the night I did it, I might doubt it happened at all.
I take her hand and lead her over to the chaise, plopping down so she can sit with me, and my hands instantly take advantage of this olive branch she’s offering. I’ve been dying to touch these curves, and if these two dicks weren’t here I’d be eating her pussy in the next two minutes. Fuck, I’m already hard thinking about it. What did he say again?
“He’s okay,” she says, smiling widely as she leans against me. She’s wearing a low-cut shirt that shows off just about every mark I left on her. “A little bitey, though.”
Vito nods, staring at her chest. “Yeah, we can see that. Weird how that just… happened, huh?”
She tilts her head. “I made him hide the others. I don’t think you want to know where.”
“I tried to tell them, and they didn’t believe me. I have a nosey ass team, cupcake. You’d think they were training to be investigative journalists, not you.” I lean into her hair and inhaleher scent, the smell making me have to fight a smile. “Vito doesn’t even believe I could pull someone like you.”
“Why?” She pulls back enough to look at me with genuine confusion under those glasses. “What’s so special about me?”
“It’s… hard to explain, but you’re just the type to have your shit together, and I’m not.”
Vito’s not wrong, she’s definitely out of my league and absolutely refused my advances until I manipulated her. I don’t know why she’s even pretending to be confused about that.
“He’s a fucking photography major that only plays soccer so his dad will help support him,” Vito jokes.
