Page 37 of Sweet Temptation (Men of Honor 2)
Seriously? What’s so funny about this shit?
Jaxson gets worked up now, just as much as me. “Yup, I fucking believe it. And I mean what kind of bedside manner is that for a doctor to have? He should be fucking reported.”
“Good fucking idea!”
The girls gape at us and then burst into a fit of laughter. “You guys are ridiculous. Come on, Julia, I’ll get you your dress. We are not gonna waste time arguin’ about something so insane.”
The girls continue laughing all the way to Grace’s room, leaving Jaxson and I even more pissed off.
Later that night I’m in the living room, watching a movie. I hear Grace moving around in the kitchen, and it takes everything in me not to go to her. We have been doing our own thing around the house today, pretty much ignoring each other, and I miss hanging out with her. But I’m still annoyed about Doctor sissy, and my ego is too big to apologize first.
So I’m surprised when she walks in holding a slice of pie. “Are you done pouting?” she asks with a smirk.
I glare at her, “I don’t fucking pout.”
She chuckles, “Yes you do, but that’s okay,” she walks closer to me, “I brought a peace offerin’…” she waves the plate in front of me. Looking all cute and fucking sexy.
I look at the delicious pie that may just pull me out of my shitty mood. Well seeing her holding the pie helps too. Shit, I wish she were holding it naked, which would be a better peace offering.
“What kind is it?” I ask, not wanting to give in too easily. I know I’m being an asshole.
“I thought I would take your advice and call it Jealousy Pie.” I glare at her when she laughs, “All right, I’m kiddin’, it’s Coconut Cream.”
Shit that does sound good. “Okay, apology accepted,” I smirk taking the pie.
She rolls her eyes, “I said it was a peace offerin’ not an apology. I’m not apologizin’ for you being ridiculous.” She lays down on the floor in front of the TV and curls herself around the dog. “How’s my baby?” she coos, making fucking kissy noises.
Lucky little bastard.
I take a bite of the pie and want to fucking groan over how good it is. By the time I finish, well okay, inhale it, I’m in a much better mood, and I want her curled up next to me, not the dog. I’ve decided I need to start moving a little bit quicker with her, since she is not getting the fact that she’s mine.
“What are ya watchin’?” she asks, staring at the TV.
“Paranormal Activity.” It was the only thing on.
“What’s it about?”
“It’s a horror movie. You might get scared, so you better come sit up here with me.”
She scoffs, “I don’t get scared of horror movies. I think they’re silly. Besides Chuckie will save me… won’t you, boy?” she says, kissing the dog’s face.
I’ve never wished to be a dog so fucking badly in my life.
We watch most of the movie together, me on the couch and Grace on the floor with the dog half on her lap. I’ve caught her jump a few times, and now she’s staring at the screen as if that fucking demon is going to come out of it.
“Oh my god, he’s inside her, ain’t he? Oh no, that boyfriend is in big trouble.”
She’s been making comments like this throughout the whole movie. It’s a goddamn good thing I find her so damn cute, or else I’d never watch a fucking movie with her again.
“Oh no, buddy, don’t go down there.”
Knowing what’s about to happen I get on the floor and silently come up behind her. As soon as the chick throws the guy at the camera, I grab her hips.
“AAAAHHHHHHH!!!!” She jumps so high I swear she almost hit the fucking roof. The dog barks and runs out of the room, well as fast as it can on a broken leg.
“Sawyer, you asshole!” Grace starts punching and hitting me. I block her tiny blows while laughing my ass off. “What the hell is wrong with you? You could give someone a heart attack doin’ that… Ugh!” she gets up angrily.
“Oh come on, it was a joke, ‘Ms. I think horror movies are silly not scary’,” I laugh harder when she tries to kick me before walking away.
She stops when she reaches the hallway and glares at me with her hands on her hips. “I ain’t scared of horror movies. Anyone would have jumped when someone does that to them, including you, ya jackass,” then she stomps off to her room.
Fuck she’s cute when she’s mad. When I finally get control of my laughter, I lock up and head to bed.
“Goodnight, Cupcake,” I yell, walking past her room.
“Shut up!”
I chuckle. Okay, maybe I shouldn’t have done that, but she is so damn fun to ruffle sometimes. After brushing my teeth, I strip down to my underwear and get into bed. With my hands behind my head I start thinking about the sexy chick that’s across the hall, like I do every night, and my cock turns rock-hard. Christ, I’m not sure how much longer I can keep my dick in my pants being around her like this. I’ve whacked-off more in the last few weeks then I probably have my whole life.
My thoughts come to a halt when I hear Grace shuffling around in her room. “What was that?” I hear her whisper to what I’m assuming is the dog.
I hold back my chuckle. Not scared, my ass. I hear her gasp, then more shuffling. A few minutes later I hear soft footsteps coming towards my room.
“Sawyer?” she whispers from the door. I look over to see her dark silhouette covered in a blanket, her head looking back and forth behind her.
“What?” I ask with a smile.
“You awake?”
I roll my fucking eyes. “I am now.” Okay I was the whole time… “Did you hear that noise?”
“What noise?” I can’t fucking wait to hear this.
