Page 118 of 10 Rings I Hate About You
I groaned.
The phone went off again.
This time when I grabbed it, I was able to get it away from her. I glanced at the last few texts that Adele had seen before me.
MARC
When I came back from my run, all I wanted to do was crawl back into bed. It still smells like you.
MARC
Just thinking about the noises you made last night makes me hard.
Adele took her coffee cup and sat at the table. “Please tell me it’s a dick pic.”
I burst out laughing. “You’re too much. It’s not, but even if it was, I’m not showing you a picture of Marc’s cock.”
“You’re no fun.” She took a sip of her coffee and grimaced. “Ugh, I need sugar and cream.”
I opened the fridge, handed her the container of cream, and then got the sugar from the cabinet before sitting down.
“So what kind of noisesdidyou make?” She grinned and gave me an evil sounding cackle.
I buried my face in my hands. “I can’t believe you broke into my house for details.”
She raised an eyebrow. “Technically, it’s not B and E if you have a key.”
“I don’t think that’s right.”
“You’re avoiding. Why?”
“Last night was …” I paused. “Amazing.”
“What’s he like in bed? Does he have a big dick?”
“Jesus, Adele.” I almost choked on the sip I’d just taken. “Let me drink half my coffee first.”
“On a scale of one to ten, how was he?”
“Stop it.”
“Seven?”
I shook my head. “At least a nine. Maybe a ten.”
Adele clutched her chest.
“Nine/ten level things happened with the hot vet, and you tried to start the morning like a normal person?”
“I was trying to maintain my dignity.” I laughed.
“Dignity left the building the moment you made noises.”
My screen lit up.
We both froze.
“Is that him again?”
