Page 173 of So This Is War
She pulls away slightly. “And how the hell am I supposed to afford anything if I’m not making money?”
I pause. “I’m going to guess me saying that I can pay for things isn’t going to fly.” She shakes her head. “Fine,” I bemoan. “Uh, I guess just whatever you think needs to be done. I have nothing in particular, so if you think something needs to be done, then have at it.”
“What about my dad’s tasks?”
“Oh, he wants you to pick me up more books to rewrite. He’s really into that idea. Looks like his creativity has run out.”
“I can do that,” she says. “Anything in particular?”
I tap my chin. “Maybe a book on Colorado?”
She chuckles. “Do you really read those?”
“I do now. I find them fascinating. Just don’t copy and paste text so I’m rereading the same shit over and over again.”
“You noticed that?” She winces.
“Yeah, I did and I missed out on some valuable information.”
“Well, I don’t plan on rewriting anything for you, so nothing to worry about,” she says with a kiss to my nose. “I’ll be sure to pick you up some more books about other states.” She kisses me again, then pulls away. “Okay, you need to leave or else you’re going to be late, and you don’t want my dad questioning why you’re late.”
“I’ll just tell him I was busy sticking my dick inside his daughter.”
She smirks. “Not suggested.”
“Shame.” I let out a heavy sigh and kiss her nose before pulling away. “I better get out of here before I repeat what we did this morning.”
“Probably should.” She crosses one leg over the other, drawing my attention to her sexy thighs.
I push my hand through my hair and take a step back as I continue to stare at her. She notices, and to my dismay, she smirks, then uncrosses her legs and spreads them.
“Fuck,” I mutter as her pussy comes into view. “Baby, don’t do this to me.”
She chuckles and then hops off the counter. She takes my hand in hers and guides me over to the door. With her hand on my chest, she stands on her toes and kisses my chin. “Go, I’ll be here when you get back.”
“Naked?”
“Naked,” she confirms.
“Good.” I kiss her one more time, and before I do something stupid, I take off, leaving her behind.
But I admit there’s a large smile on my face because those words,“I’ll be here when you get back,”gave me chills. I. Want. That. More than I thought I wanted.
“Good morning, boys,”I say as I walk into the locker room, feeling like that meme of Leonardo DiCaprio walking along the street, a gleeful pep in his step and a smirk on his face.
All my guys look up from where they sit and watch me sit on the bench of the locker room where I start removing my shoes.
They’re silent for a moment and then Silas speaks up. “Someone sucked his dick.”
“I agree,” Eli says. “I haven’t seen him this happy since the chef put an extra piece of bologna on his sandwich.”
OC leans forward and examines me. “He has a permanent smile on his face. That’s amy dick was suckedsmile.”
Pacey checks me out as well. “I concur.”
Halsey remains quiet off to the side, but I do feel his gaze on me as I look up at all my boys. “You’re being offensive.”
“Dude, tell us it’s not true,” Pacey says.
