Page 34 of The Sniper
“Yeah, I tried that, and she wasn’t buying it.”
“Try harder.”
I groaned.
I changed lanes and glanced in the rear mirror again, having tuned out the two women.
“Sadie do you attend the events with Tiffany?”
“Sometimes I do, yes.It really depends.”
Beside her, the sunflower with legs glowers at me as if she knows what I’m up to.
I wonder how she’s living without her vibrator, and the thought makes my pants tight immediately.After the moment we shared in her kitchen last night, there’s no way she wasn’t impacted.
Did she think about me and slide her hand between her legs?
Does she wish I’d spread her legs and run my tongue over her quivering folds?
I do.
I fucking wished that all night when I was stroking my cock.Christ, I bet she tastes as sweet as the sunshine that pours off those little yellow shorts.
“What about the event this week?”I inquire.
“No, she’s not attending,” Tiffany tells me.“That’s an awards evening hosted by TikTok.The best and biggest account holders from across the country are nominated and invited.It’s a great honor.”
Great.
In other words, she won’t cancel that, either.
“It’s so cool you got nominated again.She won last year, Jayden.I was so proud.”
God, she’s like a little lapdog.
But adorable, nevertheless.
And definitely not capable of breaking into a safe.Sadie is off my list.
“So, not just makeup people?”
“Makeuppeople.”Tiffany snorts.“No, there are DanceTok, MusicTok, BeautyTok and all kinds of creators attending.”
“The fuck is DanceTok?”I frown as I change lanes.
I feel like we are talking two different languages.Maybe three.Then again, these people wouldn’t have a clue what an MK22 precision sniper rifle or Barrett M107 is.
“Oh, do you have your dress?”Sadie swivels abruptly in the leather seat as if a disaster is about to strike.
“Yes.No.Oh!Jayden, we need to swing past Prada.”
“Roger that.”I search for the address on the navigation, because surprise-surprise, I didn’t have the Prada address in my memory.
I do know where Tactical Pro Shop in Burbank is, but I bet they don’t shop there.
“Roger that,” Sadie parrots, then chuckles.“You aresocute.”
This time when I glance into the mirror, Tiffany is smirking, but with a sexy blush on her cheeks.The two girls share a look.
