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Me:Ok
Blondie:G’nite
I didn’t respond.Instead, I laid back on the bed, got comfortable, then reached for my dick.Not needing anything more than my imagination, I whipped my dick out, circling my hand around it.Now, it wasn’t often that I had to jack off, but when I did, it was the same fucking thing over and over again.
Instead of a sultry brunette with a tight body, or a fiery redhead with a nice ass, I closed my eyes, then imagined a blonde with a gorgeous face, an amazing body, and a voice that I hated hearing because it was never calling out my name while beneath me.
I was also very aware that I had to be super fucked in the head to be jacking off to the one woman in the entire world who disliked me just as much as I disliked her.
Chapter 5
Leandra~
Instead of sticking to my guns, after having had dinner with Rya, I had decided to go to The Dollhouse after all.We’d been having such a good time, and I hadn’t wanted it to end, despite knowing that Dalton would be in attendance.Plus, with Koen joining us, I wouldn’t be the only non-pool person there, something that I was eternally grateful for.
So, we were here, ignoring all the creepy dolls that decorated the place, and Koen and I were watching Rya and Dalton play pool, all cut-throat style.I wasn’t sure what it was about this game that brought out the mercilessness in them, but they kept score like they were vying for an Olympic spot.
“You know, when Rya said that this place had the best pool tables, I had no idea that the place would also be haunted,” Koen drawled out as he drank his beer.
“First time here?”I chuckled.
Koen nodded.“Admittedly, before dating Rya, I didn’t venture past Auburn Street often, so I’m not privy to a lot of these little holes in the wall.”
“You should come here during October,” I laughed.“Honestly, just a random Friday or Saturday night can get pretty dicey here.Luckily, Dalton’s always been really good about not letting Rya walk around by herself at night.”
“Yeah, when we first started dating, she mentioned that he was rather protective,” he replied conversationally.“She mentioned that she loves to go to Shakes Diner over on Riverwarf, but she’s not allowed to unless Dalton’s with her.”
I eyed him as I had to ask, “They’re closeness doesn’t bother you?I mean, even though I know that it’s completely platonic, it would bother most people.In fact, Dalton has dismissed a lot of girls in his past for remarking on his close friendship with Rya.”
Koen grinned, and it seemed genuine.“Honestly, I’d be lying if I said no.However, not for the reasons that you might think.The boyfriend in me loves that Rya has people in her corner, and I love that she has someone in her life who values her safety just as much as I do.I mean, she has her dad, but that’s different.”
“But...?”
“The man in me hates that she has more than one hero in her life,” he chuckled.“I hate that Dalton is still the first number on her speed dial because she’s still scared that I’m not serious about her.”
I gave him a pointed look.“She tattooed your name on her, for Christ’s sakes.”
His grin grew wider.“And while that means a lot to me, don’t think that I’m not smart enough to recognize that Dalton designed the tattoos in a way that they can be covered up if we were to ever break up.”
That got a laugh out of me.“Touché, Mr.Wilder.Touché.”
He shrugged, taking it all in stride.“I just want to be number one on her speed dial one day, that’s all.If she’s ever in trouble, I want her first instinct to be to call me, not Dalton or her dad.”
“I wouldn’t take it too personally,” I said.“After all, I’ve known her longer than Dalton has, but for whatever reason, they clicked in a way where they feel safe with one another, and that’s rare.”
“It doesn’t make you feel like a third wheel?”he asked before taking another drink of his beer.
I grinned at that.“Only when they’re playing pool.”
“Right?”he chuckled.
Just then, Rya walked over to us, setting her empty beer down on the table.“Dalton cheats.”
“No one believes you,” Dalton called back from the pool table.
“I do,” Koen countered.
“That’s because you’re obligated to,” Dalton snorted as he walked over to the table, confident and sure.
