“You’d be surprised.” There’s a hint of pain in his eyes. I’d like to punch whoever put it there.
I reach for one of the breadsticks in the center of the table and take a bite. My mouth explodes with pleasure at the taste of garlic and butter, and I choke back a moan, but it’s too late. James has already noticed my reaction.
“Does that taste good in your mouth, Kasey?” He asks.
Now it’s my turn to blush.
“Um, yeah. You know, these things are my favorite.”
“What else do you like in your mouth, Kasey?” James keeps his face perfectly straight. He doesn’t give anything away, doesn’t let me know if this conversation is affecting him or not.
“Um…” I know how I could answer this.
I have about eight ways I can answer this.
The question is whether I should go for the easy, simple answer or whether I should take a risk.
James is definitely a risk.
He’s my best friend’s husband’s best friend, which means that if I make a move and things end up not working out, I can’t avoid him. I’ll have to see him regularly unless I plan to avoid Bailey, and I don’t.
I don’t know much about James. Maybe he has PTSD from losing his leg. Maybe he doesn’t. Maybe he really is perfectly fine. Maybe he’s this great, reasonable, totally-balanced super hot guy who just feels lonely because no one knows or understands what he’s going through.
Normal-me would shy away from his question and just giggle or laugh. Normal-me would be ordinary and dull. I’m not the kind of girl who gets crazy. I’m not the kind of girl who is bold or outspoken or wild. Hell, I spend all of my time dancing or studying. Dedication is my middle name.
But maybe it’s time to be a little brave.
Maybe it’s time to not be so ordinary and predictable all the time.
Maybe it’s time to try something new.
Bailey took a risk getting married, so maybe I should follow suit. Maybe I should be brave. Maybe I should be bold.
Maybe instead of taking the easy way out and blushing and turning away, I should go for it.
All or nothing.
“My favorite thing to put in my mouth is a big, juicy cock.”
Chapter 2
Kasey
His mouth hits the floor, and I realize I made the right choice, going all in with James.
Good.
It’s good to catch people off-guard, especially when those people are the most attractive military service members you’ve ever seen. Even without a leg, James is easily the hottest guy I’ve ever met. He’s got this rugged, bad-boy look going on that I really like.
And those eyes…
He seems to catch himself though, and he shoots me a smile that could melt my panties right off. What is wrong with me? This is James. James is Cooper’s best friend. Cooper is Bailey’s husband. Bailey is my best friend.
If I’ve learned anything from romantic comedies, it’s that dating your best friend’s husband’s best friend is a bad idea.
Always.