Tyson (Broken Hill Boys 4)

I creep out of the bathroom and don’t hear a sound, so I go as quietly as possible I glance around with an ashamed cringe, utterly disgusted in myself. Though I regret it with every fiber in my body, I can’t deny that it was explosive. Just the memory of how he makes my body come alive is enough to satisfy me until the end of time.

Now, where the hell are my clothes? I begin creeping closer to the couch, searching as I go when I realize that Tyson is nowhere to be seen. Relief floods me. “Oh, thank God, he’s gone,” I sigh, letting my shoulders droop.

I walk forward and scoop my clothes up off the floor, no longer bothering about being quiet. I pull my shirt over my head and am just straightening my skirt when I hear the sound of a mug being placed down on the kitchen counter.

Oh, fuck no. That better not be Tyson.

My eyes widen in horror as my head whips towards the kitchen to find a very smug Tora staring back at me. She leans back against the counter, crossing one leg over the other as the corner of her lip curves up into a grin. Her eyes glisten with laughter.

Shit. She knows exactly what I got up to last night and I don’t doubt that the way she worked it out was from seeing his naked ass staring up at her from her couch.

I avoid looking at Tora at all costs as I collect my things and start beelining for the door. “I don’t want to hear a single word about it,” I grumble, scrunching my face up while knowing that by tonight, all my friends will know about this. Though maybe they already do. I told Courtney about my screwed up non-relationship with him nearly a year ago, and Elle and Jackson kind of fumbled into a paintball shed and got front row tickets to the show.

“Wasn’t going to,” Tora says casually but there’s more than enough laughter in her tone to let me know exactly what she thinks of this.

“Good,” I grunt, pulling the door open and stepping through. “Love you.”

I close the door behind me but it does nothing to block out the sound of her howling laughter on the other side. This is so not good.

I turn my phone around to see the screen and with a resigned sigh, I bring up the one number I really don’t want to call right now.

It rings twice before the call gets accepted. “Hey, Bry. Where have you been? You didn’t come home last night.”

“Hey, mom,” I say as the embarrassment nearly gets the best of me. “Can you come and get me? I’m at Tora’s new place.”

Mom agrees with a laugh of her own and I start making my way down the road, wanting to put a little distance between me and that couch.

Mom shows up ten minutes later and I climb into her car while doing my best to avoid eye contact. She’s not stupid, she knows that was a walk of shame, and I don’t doubt she clocked the love bites on my neck the second I opened the door. Luckily for me, she chooses to keep quiet about it. She’s all about me being an adult and learning from my mistakes.

Mom pulls away from the curb and takes me home as I try to rid the memories from my head. We get home in no time and as soon as I step through the doors, I race up to my bathroom, more than ready to scrub myself clean in a hot shower.

It’s not until I’m stepping out and wrapping my wet hair in a towel that I realize I never took a second to search out evidence of a condom.

Chapter 6

Tyson

Chilled water pours down over the back of my head and I suck in a breath as I scramble off the couch. I blink hard, trying to force myself awake. “What the hell?” I demand, looking at Tora who’s watching me with an impressed amusement on her face.

She grins wide as her eyes drop down my body. “Dude, your junk is hanging out.”

My head snaps down and sure enough, there’s my dick wiggling around, loud and fucking proud. My eyes bulge out of my head as I do my best to cover myself up, but it’s really not that easy. I’m not going to lie, I’m working with a fucking beast down there. “Sorry,” I say with a grin, realizing that with the way I shot up off the couch, my dick would have been windmilling around. “It was a big night. I guess I crashed on your couch.”

“I guess you did,” Tora replies. “Tell me, did your night happen to involve screwing over any of my best friends?”