Total pages in book: 94
Estimated words: 91595 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 458(@200wpm)___ 366(@250wpm)___ 305(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 91595 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 458(@200wpm)___ 366(@250wpm)___ 305(@300wpm)
Her jaw drops, and I pat her hand. “Thanks for taking my girl out. Have fun.”
And then I force myself to walk away. Her laughter follows me, deep, throaty, and a little crazy-sounding, but damn if I don’t love it. I know I need to find every really bad pickup line there ever was, because that laugh…
Yeah, it’s mine.
CHAPTER
TWENTY
Kenni
“I don’t know how much longer I can stay there.”
Sadie gives me a wary look as she cringes. Her brown hair is in three pigtails, nine thousand barrettes, and she’s wearing bright-blue eyeshadow with bright-blue lipstick while she nurses a glass of wine as if she doesn’t belong in the circus.
Alongside me. I’m the pink bozo to her blue bozo.
“Listen, I didn’t like the idea of you staying there anyway. He’s so possessive over her, it’s wild.” She swallows a sip. “I mean, don’t get me wrong. I love when Matt gets all caveman on me, but he doesn’t sound like a little bitch when he does it.”
I snort, but she’s right. Nyle whines, which is fucking annoying. “He got mad we went to lunch without him after we had breakfast together. He told me I’m stealing her away all the time.”
She shakes her head, her pigtails whipping across her face. “I know Missy isn’t just sitting there.”
“Oh no, she gets all pissy. But I swear it’s like foreplay, because then they’re banging like rabbits.” I shudder. “I’ve seen entirely too much of Nyle’s ass.”
Sadie tries to hold in her laughter but fails, almost falling out of her chair. Of course, I’m laughing too because I can’t help myself. The back door opens, and we look up to find Matt looking at us like we’re deranged clowns.
Which I guess we are.
“Wow, I didn’t know the circus was in town,” he teases as he comes over to kiss the top of my head and then his wife’s lips. “But let me tell you, you two are gonna have all the circus performers trying to get into your tents.”
I snort at that, but then my head whips to the side when I hear his voice. “Damn. Rae get ahold of y’all?”
I should probably agree, but I’m too busy drooling.
Because Dean Moore just walked into the house in a pair of low-slung cargo pants and a white undershirt tank. The wide expanse of his chest is on display, as are his shoulders, which give one hell of a view of his tattoo.
Tribal tattoo that wraps around his bicep: check.
Veins running down his arms and throughout his large hands: check.
Slutty mustache: check.
Backward hat: check.
Kenni’s vagina blown to smithereens: double check.
I swallow hard as I force myself not to look at him. I feel my face burning, and I wish that Rae’s heavy hand would have given me more blush to hide it. He has been on my mind nonstop since I saw him at the rink on Monday. I’m pretty sure he was flirting with me, and I was so shocked, all I could do was laugh.
Because what else was I supposed to do?
Jump him?
Man, I missed an opportunity to show him how damn hot and ready I can make him.
“She sure did,” Sadie gushes, leaning back into Matt’s arms. He holds her close, his head on her shoulder, and damn, aren’t they the cutest? “You two going to finish the playhouse?”
I force myself to look at my computer so I don’t look at the cowboy porn star who is tempting me.
“Sure are,” Matt says, laying a smacking kiss on her cheek. “What are you two doing?”
“Talking about Missy and Nyle.”
I look up in time to see Matt make a face. “How’s that going?” he asks me, and I shrug.
“Unfortunately, I think Nyle only shares Missy with Skyye.” I sigh at my admission but then quickly look at Dean and add, “Not that I mind. I want it that way.”
Dean stands up straight and gives me a hard look. “He’s giving you trouble?”
“I told you I don’t think he likes me,” I say, feeling silly. “It’s just been rough. I called Hazel to see if the house would be available sooner, or if I could live there while they do what they’re doing, but she told me no. So then, we looked for rentals, but there was nothing with it being the height of tourist season. I considered going to my dad’s, but he told me not to come over today because Maggie is there. So abso-fucking-lutely not am I living with a man who’s getting more ass than me.”
I let out a long breath, and Matt snorts. I look up to find Sadie hiding her smirk as Matt says with a straight face, “You can stay in our playhouse. It’ll be done today.”
I smile, loving this man so much. “Too kind, but y’all are busting at the seams here.”