He moved his kisses up my body. When he put his lips to my neck, he whispered, “I love it when you come and hearing you call out my name, Whit. ”
I finally came back to Earth and looked into his eyes. “I don’t know what came over me. I’m so embarrassed. ” I pulled the pillow over my head.
He laughed and pushed it out of the way. “Whitley, that was one of the hottest fucking things I’ve ever seen. You can do that anytime you want!”
I felt the heat in my face as he moved the back of his hand down my face.
“Nothing is more beautiful than your face…with that rose color in your cheeks. ” He jumped up and adjusted himself. “Now, I’m going out to your car. Behave while I’m gone. ” He started to walk off.
I called out, “My clothes are in a pale blue gym bag in the trunk!”
The moment he opened the door, both dogs came running in, and they jumped on the bed before he yelled and told them to follow him.
I laid there for a minute or two before remembering Courtney.
“Fuck!” I jumped up, wrapped the blanket around me, and set out for my phone.
I had twenty-seven missed calls, thirty-two text messages, and five voice mails—all from Court.
Oh shit. I took a deep breath and hit her number.
“Where in the fuck have you been? Do you know how worried I’ve been, you bitch?”
“Lollipop, I’m so sorry!”
“Oh, oh, don’t you even Lollipop my ass. I’ve gone mad, wondering what in the hell happened to you. You better start talking, and you better tell me you got laid, or I’m going to be even more pissed!”
I walked back into Layton’s bedroom and sat down on the bed.
Where in the hell do I start?
“Courtney…”
“Oh. My. God. Is he big?”
“What? That’s really what you’re gonna ask me, Court? If he’s big?”
“Um…hell yeah, that’s my first question. I bet he is. He looks like he is well-off in that area. I mean, from the bulge I’ve seen in his tight-ass Wranglers. ”
My mouth dropped open, and I let out a sigh. “Okay, first off, you’re never allowed to look at that again—ever. Off-limits. Second, yeah, he is. ”
“Ah hell! I knew it! How many times?”
“Um…I don’t even remember. But I had wall sex…in the shower!”
“You cunt! I hate you. ”
“Oh my God, Court! That was so mean. I can’t believe you just called me that. ” I giggled.
“Really, Whit? You swear off men, and then you go off and have mad, passionate sex with one of the best-looking guys I’ve ever laid my eyes on. I’m totally hating on you right now. I just want to have sex. I’d take bad sex at this point. Maybe I should ask Reed. ”
I lost it and laughed. “Courtney! You’re so mean. Reed is a sweetheart. ”
“He’s a pussy. Do you know what I found out this morning? He’s a horticulturist. He screws around with flowers and shit!”
Wow, I didn’t see that one coming.
“See? Even you’re in shock. He should be like a cop or something with that hot body of his. He didn’t take it too lightly this morning when I called him a tree-loving, cultivating-plant pussy. ”