Broken (Broken 1)

“It’s nothing really. ”

“Did I win?” She wiggled her eyebrows up and down. “I got up at five fifteen and saw your lights on. ”

I smiled and felt the blush hit my cheeks.

“Holy shit! You used it, didn’t you?”

“Well, oh my God, Court! How could I not? Those sex scenes were amazing, and then talking to Layton…”

Oh. Fuck.

Courtney jumped and damn near knocked her chair over. “What? Talking to Layton? When in the hell were you talking to Layton?” She put her hands up to her mouth and started laughing. “Tell me you didn’t do that with him on the phone?”

What? “Oh my God! No, Courtney! I’m not a slut, for fuck’s sake!”

She slowly dropped her hands down to her sides, and the smile on her face caused me to laugh.

“What?” I said.

“Oh, don’t what me! You were talking to Layton last night? What were y’all talking about? Spill it, Whitley Ashley Reynolds. ”

I started to laugh.

Why am I feeling so giddy? You need to get yourself under control, Whitley. Now.

“Okay, will you calm the hell down if I tell you?”

She clapped her hands together and grinned from ear to ear. “No promises, but I will attempt to calm myself. ”

“Okay…well, last night, I was feeling really bad for what I’d said to him since he really was kind of like my hero yesterday. So, I sent him a text that just said I was sorry. We got to texting back and forth, and I kind of told him about—”

“About what? What!”

“The bet we made. ”

Courtney fell back in her seat. “Mother of all things good, you told him about the vibrator bet? Whitley…you damn tease!”

I couldn’t help it. I started laughing. “Well, he was in such a playful mood, and I wanted to see how far he would take it. ”

“And?” She moved her whole body closer.

The look in her eyes almost had me pissing in my pants from laughing. “He was a perfect gentleman. ”

Her face dropped. “No. He didn’t bite?”

I shook my head. “Nope. Bastard was cool as a cucumber. So, you see…he doesn’t look at me in any other way but friendship—just like I look at him. ”

Courtney shook her head. “I’m…I’m so damn confused. ” She stood and started walking over to the coffee pot. “What in the hell is wrong with these Texas men? I mean, his damn friend Reed was the same way. I think I could have pulled off my shirt and shook my titties in his face, and he wouldn’t have budged. ”

I busted out laughing again. “Oh God, Court! Hey, do you like Reed? I loved his name. It was fitting for you. ”

She smiled and shook her head. “That’s about the only thing appealing about him—his damn name. ”

I raised my eyebrows at her.

She let out a sigh. “Fine. He’s hot as hell. My God, he looks like a young Colin Farrell. I bet he’s good in bed. ” She wiggled her eyebrows up and down and grinned.

I stood and shook my head. “Come on, let’s get ready to go. You’re going to love Mrs. Pierceson. She is a hoot. ”