Total pages in book: 40
Estimated words: 38908 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 195(@200wpm)___ 156(@250wpm)___ 130(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 38908 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 195(@200wpm)___ 156(@250wpm)___ 130(@300wpm)
She smiled, rolling onto her side, and listening for whoever it was at the door.
Climbing off the bed, she moved toward the room, and her eyes went wide.
Trey and Dale were in his sitting room. She took a quick step back, and slowly eased the door so that it was nearly closed. Keeping behind it, she waited, listening.
“You want to hang out?” Max asked.
“Yeah, you know. Molly and June have a thing. They called Aria, but she’s not picking up so they think she’s passed out, exhausted. We thought we’d hang out with you. You know, have some fun. Talk. We’ve not done that in a long time,” Trey said.
“Not since we got married,” Dale said. “We know you’re the singleton of the group now, and we totally don’t care, but you’re still our bro. There’s a game on, and we got beer and snacks.”
“Oh, yeah, sounds great. Only, I’m going to have an early night.”
“You are?” Trey asked.
There was no way of her sneaking out of here if they stayed to watch the game. This wasn’t what she had planned for a Sunday.
“I was going to but, sure, why not? Set up in the living room. I’ll go and put a shirt on.”
Aria stayed behind the door as he entered, closing it behind him.
“Why can’t you send them away?” she asked.
“They’re going to get suspicious if I do that. I always watch a game, so it looks off I was going to bed.”
“Wait, you were willing to spend the time with me and not watch your game?”
“Pretty much. I want to spend time with you. A game, I can catch the result later.” Max pulled on his shirt. “Look, they’re married men, so in a couple of hours, they’ll be gone.” He gripped the back of her neck, kissing her. “My laptop is in my top drawer. Watch whatever you want to.”
“You need to put away all the stuff in the kitchen,” she said.
“I will. Stay here. I won’t let any of them enter my room. Don’t get changed.”
“Okay, I won’t.”
Max left his bedroom, closing it.
So, she was trapped in a guy’s bedroom. Moving to the bed, she sat down and stared around his room. This was odd to her, really odd.
Grabbing his laptop out of his top drawer, she flicked it open, and saw it open on a video of a guy building a crib. It was kind of cool to see, and she wondered why Max was watching it.
Minimizing the window, she began to search for books she could read.
She was bored.
Checking the time, she saw they’d only been there half an hour. There was no use finding a book because Max didn’t have an account, nor did he have the app to read.
Closing the laptop, she lay down and closed her eyes, but sleep was not coming to her. Her body was on fire, and in the other room, she could hear them all laughing and joking.
This wasn’t how she imagined her Sunday night, not with how dirty Max had described it in her ear.
After two hours, Max entered the bedroom. “We’ve got a problem.”
“We have?”
“Dale and Trey are staying the night. They’ve already camped out in the living room, making beds for themselves.”
“How am I supposed to get out?” she asked.
“You’re going to have to be late for work.” He closed the door, moving toward her. “This is not what I had planned.”
“Do you think your friends know about us, which is why they’re behaving like this?”
“I don’t have a clue, but once I find out, I can deal with it.” He knelt on the bed, kissing her hard. “Are you mad at me?”
“For being a good friend? No. I’m not mad at you. Your friends adore you, and they want to spend time with you. I get it.” She pulled him in close, kissing his lips.
“I’ll be right back. Hold that thought.”
She groaned as she flopped back on the bed.
Max was laughing as she left the room. Climbing beneath his blanket, she watched the door, and a couple of minutes later, he returned with some water.
“I figure you’d want something to drink.” He handed her the water, and she took it, drinking half of the bottle.
“Thanks.”
He pulled his clothes off and joined her in the bed.
“I don’t think we should,” she said. “In case they hear.”
“They don’t know you’re here. I want to.”
“I know, I do, too, but they’re in the next room. It kind of kills the mood.”
Max kissed her shoulder. “You didn’t watch any porn, did you?”
“Nope, I didn’t.”
“Well, can I just hold you then?”
“Hold me?”
“You know, sleep with you in my arms.”
She didn’t like how her heart flipped at his suggestions. Pressing her lips together to stop herself from smiling, she nodded. “I’d like that.”
Lying down next to her, Max wrapped his arms around her. His lips against her neck, and he kissed her a few times.