Desired (Wanted 6)

Brigid looked over to Jeff and Nora, the other friend. “Nora wants this too, with your other friend.”

“Wants what?” Jeff asked.

“Are you being serious right now?” I said with a half-hearted laugh.

Her eyes blazed with excitement. “Yes. Isn’t that what all American men like?”

I stood quickly, causing Brigid to jump.

“Be right back,” I stated, glancing down to Jeff. “I need to talk to you right now.”

“Don’t be long, Gunner . . . our hotel isn’t far.”

“Hotel?” Jeff asked, his gaze bouncing from me to Brigid.

“Just go, will you?” I said, giving him a nudge.

Walking up to Josh, I tapped his shoulder. “Meeting, men’s bathroom. Now.”

“Now?” Josh asked, looking up at me like I had just asked him to solve world war.

“Now,” I answered.

Once we walked into the men’s restroom, Jeff and Josh both walked up to urinals.

“Okay, so Brigid just dropped a few bombs on me that I feel like you both need to know.”

“Did I hear her right? Did she say she wanted to come?” Jeff asked.

Josh chuckled. “What the hell? What were you doing to her, Mathews?”

My head popped back. “What? Nothing! I wasn’t doing anything. She’s the one clawing her way up my damn thigh.”

They both laughed.

“Does that scare you, Gunner? I know it’s been a while,” Josh said like he was talking to a baby.

I fisted my hands.

“Listen, Cara’s a virgin and wants Josh boy here to pop her cherry. Brigid wants to watch Josh pop Cara’s cherry while she’s fucking me.”

“What the fuck?” Jeff whispered, while Josh stumbled back a few steps and let his face go white as a ghost.

“You too there, Mr. I like buildings. Nora wants to bang you as well while our little buddy here gets to make Cara a woman.”

They both stared at me.

Holding up my hands, I forced myself not to smile at my next words. “Now I know y’all are into that sort of thing . . . the sharing and all that.”

“I told you to never bring that up!” Jeff shouted.

Josh lost it laughing as he hit Jeff on the back. “I’m game. It’s not like we’re going to cockfight. Plus, I could give y’all some pointers.”

“Fuck you, Hayes, and your goddamn pointers!” Jeff shouted. “And stop saying things like cockfight and crossing swords! It freaks me out.”

My gaze bounced between them, and for one brief second, I was going to go there but stopped myself.

The next thing I knew, Jeff had tackled Josh to the ground.