Page 71 of Bourbon Deceit
“Maybe next time you’ll wait for Jett.”
“Would he use these?” I asked, breaking a rule about talking about sex with Jett but at this point, I didn’t care.
Pepper shrugged her shoulders. “He never used them with me.”
Silence spread between us as she undid my feet, the last thing that needed to be unknotted before I was able to climb out of the big ribbon.
“Well this is awkward,” I joked, trying to lighten the mood.
“Slightly.” She chuckled.
Pushing my luck and apparently really wanting to make things uncomfortable, I asked, “Do you miss him? Like . . . sexually?”
Laughing, Pepper undid the final strap and I hopped down. “I don’t. I mean, I miss the act of sex, but that’s all it was with him. I didn’t have a connection with him like you do. Do I miss the thrill of the Bourbon Room? Yeah, but I can move on.”
“Yeah, with Kace.” I smiled and jabbed her shoulder.
“Now that was a massive mistake.” She looked me in the eyes and raised her eyebrows. “And I mean massive.”
“I know, right? When I saw his dick, I was like whoa, man—”
“Hold up—” Pepper held up her hand, “—you saw his dick? When?”
Oh shit, did I say that out loud? Apparently yes, because Pepper’s eyes were bulging out of her sockets, waiting for me to answer her.
“Umm, about that . . .”
“You tell me right now,” Pepper demanded, more out of excitement.
“Well, I guess I was trying to see if he was okay, and I happened to walk in on him taking a shower, and I happened to just stand and watch like a creeper.”
Pepper laughed as she covered her mouth with her hands. “Oh my God, I love you. Youwouldjust sit there and watch.”
“It was hard not to. You’ve seen the man naked.” I looked around and leaned forward so only Pepper could hear me. “I want to ask you something, when I came to the Lafayette Club, did I land in some kind of hot guy paradox? Because it seems like every guy Jett knows was made to melt panties right off, including Jett himself. God, he’s gorgeous,” I said as I thought about Jett, and the tender kisses he rained upon me before he’d left me here.
“I think the same thing sometimes. It’s not fair to be surrounded by so many attractive men, but it just gives me more ammo for when I bust out the old jack rabbit.”
“Jack rabbit?”
“Yeah, my very own Magic Mike.” I gave her a quizzical look, making her continue. “You know . . .dildo, Lo. I’m talking about a dildo.”
Laughing, I said, “I know. I just wanted to hear you say it.”
“You’re a bitch.” She smiled as she bent down and grabbed the white bag she’d brought with her. “This is for you. It’s from lover boy,” Pepper carried out, making fun of me.
I snatched the bag from her and opened it up. Inside there was a croissant. I looked up at her with a quizzical eyebrow.
“You’re supposed to eat it.”
“No shit, but why a croissant?”
“I think there is a note in there.”
I grabbed the croissant and saw a note at the bottom of the bag.
For my little one. I know how much you love our croissants, I couldn’t bear to think of you waking up and not getting one today. I’m sorry about all of this. Please be patient with me. – Jett
“He’s sweet,” I said while taking a bite. I nearly choked when I looked at the inside of the croissant. It was bright green. I think he’s trying to make a point. I laughed to myself as Pepper looked at me as if I were crazy.
