Page 16 of Counter Bet

Dallas.

I stop outside the bedroom. My heart hammers wildly in my chest as I press my ear to the door and listen. The music downstairs is too loud for me to hear anything, so before my nerves get the best of me, I turn the handle and step inside.

Rick and Emily break apart. They stare, wide-eyed, as I turn the lock.

“It was unlocked.” I hook a thumb over my shoulder. “You should lock it if you don’t want someone to walk in here.” It’s dark in the room, but enough light filters through from beneath the gap in the door.

Rick’s mouth is smeared with Emily’s red lipstick, and Emily’s hair is in disarray. The strap of her golden dress has been pulled down off her shoulder, revealing the pale curve of her naked breast.

When she notices me looking, she hurriedly pulls it back into place.

Rick snaps out of his stupor, pointing to the door. “Get out!”

I tut, shaking my head as I walk over to the bedside table and switch on the lamp, bathing the room in light. I’m not letting him fuck me in the dark. “I can’t do that.”

Anger contorts his handsome face, and he fists his hands by his sides. I saunter over. Rick towers over me. I have to crane my neck to look up at him. Ben is tall, but Rick is both tall and bulky, thanks to hours of football practice.

Let’s see who the bigger alpha is.

I sweep my eyes down his body, appreciating the way his muscles fill out his white Henley. His sleeves are pulled up over his elbows and offer a nice view of his muscular forearms.

I cock my head. His jaw is like concrete, and his hands flex by his sides. He is holding himself back from punching something.

Probably me.

I trail my gaze back up his tense body until my eyes clash with his stormy greys. I nudge my head toward Emily by my side and say, “Your girlfriend here approached me at school the other day.”

His eyes flick over to Emily.

I can’t believe that I’m trying to seduce the quarterback in front of his girlfriend. Emily stares at me in horror as I continue, “Your girlfriend likes to watch people fuck.”

She averts her gaze, blushing fiercely.

“Did you enjoy the show, princess?”

Rick furrows his eyebrows. “Em, what is she talking about?”

His attention snaps back to me when I take a step closer and brazenly place my palms over his muscular chest. His nostrils flare, and his turbulent eyes clash with mine.

I swipe my tongue over my bottom lip. “She fantasizes about watching you with someone else.” I wait for the shoe to drop.

A deep crease forms between his brows.

Looks like I will have to spell it out for him. “Your girlfriend wants to watch us fuck.”

He recoils, taking a step back.

Emily stares at me like a deer trapped in headlights. She shakes her head infinitesimally.

I smirk, raising an eyebrow.

She narrows her eyes.“You didn’t go there!”

My smile widens.Oh, but I did, princess. Are you going to call me out?”

She tears her blazing eyes away, flashing Rick a sugary smile. “Yes, babe. I didn’t know how to tell you. I wanted it to be a surprise.” Her voice doesn’t waver.

My mouth drops open. I don’t know what I expected here tonight, but certainly not the challenge in Emily’s blue eyes when she turns to me with a quirked brow and her hand on her cocked hip. She’s playing me at my own game.

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