Total pages in book: 133
Estimated words: 123212 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 616(@200wpm)___ 493(@250wpm)___ 411(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 123212 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 616(@200wpm)___ 493(@250wpm)___ 411(@300wpm)
Perhaps I’m due for a vacation, not that I’ve ever really had one of those before.
Lifting the blanket, I glance down and check that my tits haven't fallen out of my shirt before sitting up on the couch with a yawn as Colton does the same beside me, though he somehow manages to do it with a bit of grace.
I look up at Charlie with a cringe while ignoring the smirk on Milo’s face. “I, ummm—” I cut myself off and glance back at Colton, not sure if I really want to be the one responsible for breaking his friend’s heart. I’ve never exactly been in this situation before. What are the rules? Do I let the guys talk it out like men or do I just dump this shit on them and walk out like a fucking boss?
“Sorry, man,” Colton says before I get a chance to screw it up with my awkwardness. “I sorta sealed that deal already.”
Charlie narrows his eyes, looking for some kind of confirmation. “Like you fucked her or you’re fucking her?”
“Fucking, bro,” he says, giving Charlie a tight smile, hoping he works it out for himself that it’s so much more than just fucking.
“No shit,” Milo grumbles, stepping forward and giving me a meaningful look that has a cringe spreading wide over my face and making me realize what a shitty friend I’ve been.
Colton looks up at him and pulls himself to his feet, adjusting his sweatpants in the process. “Sorry, Milo. I didn't mean to steal your girl. I know you guys had … something going on but I assumed it wasn’t anything serious.”
Milo shrugs. “No, problem, man. It was just a bit of fun to pass the time. I prefer her as a friend anyway.” He glances at me and winks and I roll my eyes before he’s even started whatever bullshit quip he’s going to throw my way. “She’s too much drama for me.”
The boys laugh but I find myself staring at Charlie who doesn’t look quite as amused as the others. He meets my eyes and I pat the space beside me, watching as he slowly makes his way across the den. “Hey Hot Dog,” I murmur, keeping my voice low.
“Hot Dog?” he grunts in disgust, rearing back and looking at me as though he’s never been so disrespected in his life. “The name is Hot Sauce.”
“Oh, shit. That’s right,” I laugh, pressing a hand over my mouth to try and mask it as best I can. “I’m sorry. That one completely slipped my mind.” He rolls his eyes and flops back against the couch and I do the same, keeping my eyes on him. “Are you okay? I know you were kinda hoping for something to happen here.”
“Is it real?” he questions. “Or are you just fucking to pass the time and forget all the shit that’s going on?”
“It’s real, Charlie.”
“Are you happy?”
I bite the inside of my cheek and nod.
Charlie looks up, eyeing Colton like the enemy. “Does he treat you well?”
“Like a fucking queen.”
He lets out a heavy sigh. “Then I guess that’s all I can ask for. I have no choice but to deal with it.” He glances back at me and shrugs his shoulders, trying to play it off as though it doesn’t tear right through to his soul. “I’ll be fine, Ocean. It’s nothing the bottom of a bottle can’t fix.”
“You know I love you, right?” I say, leaning into his side as he puts his arm around me. “You were one of the first alright guys I met here but you and I… I’ll destroy you and not in the way you want me to.”
“I think deep down I know that,” he tells me, watching Milo and Spencer make themselves comfortable in the den. “But I was still hoping. You know your ass is fucking tight, right? I would have hit that over and over again.”
Colton grunts on my other side and grabs my arm. He tears me free of Charlie’s hold until I’m curled back into his warm side with his arm wrapped around my waist and his fingers flirting with the waistband of my jeans. “Hands off the merchandise, Charlie,” Colton warns him. “It’s one thing to think about all the things you want to do with my girl but try tempting her with it and you and I are going to have problems.”
“Your girl, huh?” Spencer questions. “I don't think I’ve ever heard you refer to a chick as your girl. Does this mean it’s serious?”
Colton nods. “I’ve spent the last month and a half fucking around and trying to push her away and she’s made it damn clear that she’s not about to go anywhere, so yeah, it’s about time I got on board with the idea. Besides, I have a feeling she would have forced my hand eventually.”