Page 10 of Unforgettable
Not caring about my morning breath, I inhaled her lilac scent, which was doing crazy things to my body.
She worried her bottom lip. “Um. Can you step away?”
“Are you sure you want me to?”Because I want to fuck your brains out.
I didn’t know what in the hot Texas sun was happening. More memories of her on my lap bombarded me. This chick had some kind of juju that jumped off her and into me.
She finally ducked under my arm. “I need you to focus.” She wound her way down the hall and into the kitchen as though she owned the house. “You need a maid and a monstrous fan to blow out the stench in here.”
The only aroma I had in my nostrils was her.
I followed her as a door upstairs opened and closed. “I need a blow job.”
She snorted. “Ask one of the many women you sleep with.”
I didn’t recall her being so feisty when she was sitting on me. But I wasn’t complaining. I dug strong women. I also loved a challenge, and Red was throwing out challenge after challenge.
When she settled at the granite island, a squeaky voice behind me laughed. “He’s rather delicious.” Beverly, who I’d forgotten was there, waltzed in, wearing a pair of shorts that could’ve passed for a thong.
Crazy me envisioned both Beverly and Red in my bed. I shook off the images.
Red narrowed her eyes at Beverly. “You’re the girl I’m looking for.”
I swung my gaze between them. Maybe Red batted for the other team and was there to give Beverly a tongue-lashing for cheating on her.
Again, images of a threesome slapped me one way then the other.
“I’m into girls,” Beverly said. “But sadly, you’re not my type.”
There went that idea.
I started a pot of coffee, but maybe I should just get a beer—the hair of the dog and all.
Footsteps slapped on the floor as Lucas appeared in the doorway, wearing boxer briefs and not caring that two women were in the kitchen.
Both girls threw their attention to him. Their eyes widened, and their lips parted.
I chuckled. Lucas was a looker. As he stood there with sleepy eyes; wild, curly hair; and a bulge in his boxer briefs, I was sure the girls were clenching their thighs together.
I went about making coffee. Caffeine was as much a necessity as booze.
“What’s all this noise?” Lucas rubbed his eyes and farted.
I busted out laughing.
The girls scrunched their noses.
“It already stinks like a dumpster in here,” Red said. “Now your shit.”
“Have you never farted?” I asked innocently.
Red snarled at me.
Lucas came over to the sink. “What’s happening?” The whites around his brown eyes were red.
“No idea, dude. What day is it?”
“Saturday,” Beverly and Red said in unison.
