Total pages in book: 103
Estimated words: 104766 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 524(@200wpm)___ 419(@250wpm)___ 349(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 104766 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 524(@200wpm)___ 419(@250wpm)___ 349(@300wpm)
“It’s not your fault, Drew. Everybody forgot that I was around if Grady was around, and nobody was going to mess with his little sister.”
“The funny thing is he never warned us away from you. I think it was just naturally understood, right? Like bro code. Like dating somebody’s ex-girlfriend or whatever. You just don’t do it.”
“Well. Too late for that.” She laughs. “We did it.”
“It is too late for that now,” I concur. “So we might as well have fun, yeah?”
“Indeed.” Tess hesitates. She seems to gather her courage enough to say, “What next? Should I take off my top?”
She laughs, but I also think she’s serious.
“If you want to show me your beautiful boobs, who am I to object?”
“I’ll take off mine if you take off yours,” she negotiates, one hand disappearing from view to pull at the hem of her white tank.
Shit, that’s an easy one.
I scramble to yank my tee shirt off, tossing it to the end of the bed in a heap, and when I go back to my phone—back to looking at Tess—I draw in a breath.
“Damn, you’re hot.”
Fire.
Beautiful.
I can’t see her entire chest but don’t have to—the tease she’s giving me is getting me hard. The tease she’s giving me makes me want to see the entire thing again in person. Up close.
This is me wanting to fuck her again.
Instead, I have to settle for the only thing I can get right now, which is ogling her through the phone. I'll take what I can get, and right now, that is a peep show of her goods. Of all her best parts…
She quickly lowers her phone to give me a glimpse of her tits, but raises it so fast it’s a blur.
“Oh, come on now!” I practically shout. “Not fair.”
“Gotta be quick, and don’t take your eyes off the prize.”
Prize? She sure is.
In reply, I flex my pec muscles, making her laugh.
“I wouldn’t have pegged you as the type who could do that.”
I flex them again, making them dance up and down. “So douchey, I know. Can’t help it, though. I’m showin’ off.”
Tess laughs, then flashes me again at a moment when I’m not looking.
“Dammit, knock it off!”
And that’s when my fucking brother barges into my room, door slamming open as he fills the space.
“What are you doing?” He eyeballs me but doesn’t come all the way inside, thank fucking god.
“Nothin’.”
“Pfft.” He leans against the doorframe and crosses his arms. “Are you on the phone with someone?”
“Yes.”
“Why are you half naked?”
“I’m not half naked.”
He snorts. “Dude, you’re only wearing underwear, and I can tell you had your hand on your cock.”
I do not have my hand on my fucking dick.
“How the hell can you tell if I have my hand on my cock or not? What are you, psychic?”
“No, I’m a twin.” He rolls his eyes, still planted in the same spot. “Are you having phone sex?”
“No. And even if I were, it would be none of your damn business.”
My brother laughs. “Yes, you are. Don’t lie.”
“I’m not.”
He stands in the doorway, and I curse myself for not having the foresight to lock the damn door.
“Dude, it’s not a big deal. Daisy and I do it all the time, and we’re not even long-distance.”
How does he know I’m talking to someone long-distance? For all he knows, this is someone I met on the dumb dating app he installed on my phone.
That I deleted last week.
“Did you barge in here to tell me something, or are you just being nosy?”
“Just being nosy. I heard voices, so naturally, I had to see who you were talkin’ to.” He pauses. “Who are you talkin’ to?”
I give him a look that says “you know who I’m talking to,” but he doesn’t get the hint to shut his yap.
“That’s Tess Donahue? ’Cause what did I tell you about shittin’ where you eat?”
Oh my god…
“Well. If you’re gonna bone your best friend’s sister and then fuck her via video chat, you might as well make the best of it.” He uncrosses his arms to salute me. “Godspeed, my friend.”
He walks out, pulling the door closed behind him, but it doesn’t click into place.
“CLOSE THE FRIGGIN’ DOOR!” I shout after him, and thank Christ he comes back to properly shut it.
“Sorry.” Another salute and he’s gone.
I breathe in and out, winded from the stress of it all.
God, he’s obnoxious.
Tess clears her throat in the background.
“Wow,” she finally allows, and I catch her nibbling at her bottom lip, a move I find sexy as hell. She looks innocent, but I know she’s not.
“Now, what was he saying about phone sex? I think it’s a lovely idea, don’t you?”
“Yes, but I don’t know how I feel about it when he’s lurking in the hallway.”
“Is his bedroom upstairs by yours?”
“No, Ryann’s is, though. He was probably taking a shit in my bathroom because he’s an asshole. His bedroom is downstairs by the kitchen.”