“Don’t ignore me, Malcolm Wallace. I’ve carried your dirty little secret and I get to hear all the juicy details cause Ashley claims y’all are just . . . well you’re um . . . how do I say this?”
“Fucking?”
Adaline made a dramatic gasping sound. “Not in front of the baby!”
“Oh yeah, cause he totally understands what fucking is.”
“Oh my gawd! You did it again!” she cried out as Landon started laughing.
With a glance up toward the kitchen where Emmit still was, I shook my head. “I haven’t seen her in a few weeks. We decided to call it quits.”
Adaline fell back and clutched her chest. “Oh thank goodness. I was so afraid Emmit would find out.”
“Yeah well, no need to worry anymore; she found Jon.”
She leaned forward as she narrowed her eyes at me. “Does that bother you she found someone she likes?”
“No! I’m honestly happy for her. Surprised, but happy none the less.”
“Are you sure? Maybe the old Malcolm is getting tired of all the sleeping with women.”
Now it was my turn to gasp. Why did everyone think I was ready to settle down and be a one-woman kind of man? It was starting to piss me off. “Bite your tongue.” I handed her Landon and stood. “Speaking of.”
“Wait! Malcolm, seriously. You’re not ready to start looking at maybe settling down? Find someone who will be there when you fall asleep and when you wake up?”
An image of Casey flashed through my head as I tried like hell to make it go away. “I’ve got to go. I’ll show myself out. Tell Emmit I said thank you for dinner and I’ll talk to him soon.”
Her disappointed look made me feel guilty, but the last thing I wanted to talk about was my sex life.
“How about dinner on Sunday?” Adaline called out.
Lifting my hand, I gave her a wave. “I need to ease into this friendship thing with Emmit. Bye sweet, Addie. Thank you for dinner.”
As I opened the door, I heard Adaline laugh. “Bye, Malcolm!”
I spent the rest of the night trying to forget how I felt being around Emmit and Adaline. Trying desperately to ignore the pain in my chest as I longed for what they had. Trying to forget as I fucked some girl in the back seat of my truck who I picked up at a bar.
TREY HAD SLIPPED OUT OF bed earlier and took a shower while I laid there and stared out my oversized window. The guilt of last night washed over me like a wave of nausea. I rolled over as the sheet slipped down, exposing me more than I wanted.
Trey turned and smiled. It was a beautiful smile and I wished like hell it did something more to me, but it didn’t. I read in all those damn romance books how your heart is supposed to fall or stupid butterflies flutter in your stomach.
Bullshit.
None of that had ever happened to me.
When he dropped the towel he had wrapped around his waist, something did happen. My lower stomach pooled with heat as I licked my lips.
“Good morning,” he softly spoke.
My eyes lit up at the sound of his voice as I pulled the sheet down, exposing my naked body to him. “Not yet it isn’t.”
His smile grew as he crawled onto the bed and kissed me sweetly. I wasn’t used to guys hanging around the morning after. Not like I had a revolving door of men coming and going. I’d slept with about six different guys my entire life. None of them I shared any kind of relationship with.
All men wanted the same thing.
Sex.
Of course I had had plenty of fun with plenty of guys. If they were willing to get me off in the corner of a club, or in my car, I was more than up for it. Anything to numb the emptiness I felt in my heart. Sex was saved for when I really needed to forget life.
Wrapping my arms around him, I pulled him on me and quickly forgot about my guilt as my legs hooked around the back of his.
“Condom,” I spoke against his lips as he grabbed one off the side table and sheathed himself.
He pushed in as we both let out a moan. Slowly he made love to me. It was different. It was nice. It was something I could learn to like. And that scared the hell out of me.
With his forehead leaning against mine, our breathing slowly returned to normal.
“I need to tell you I don’t normally go home with women like this.”
With a smile, I chewed on my lip. “I don’t normally bring guys home like this either.”
His amber eyes shinned a bit brighter as he kissed the tip of my nose; a sweet gesture that did nothing. I was positive it should have made me feel some kind of swoon moment.
Trey pulled out of me and removed the condom before lying down next to me. “Will you have breakfast with me?”
Pressing my lips together, I had to keep the panic feeling rising in my chest down as I rolled over on my side to face him. “Breakfast?” I asked with a smile.
“Yeah. And maybe after practice, dinner?”
My fingers moved lightly over his huge arm. Damn this guy was built like a rock. “What kind of practice?” His face pulled back in shock before it was replaced by a look of sheer bliss. His grin caused me to chuckle. “What’s with that smile?”
“You don’t know who I am?”
My heart dropped. Oh shit. Am I supposed to know him? Oh hell. Shit. Shit. Shit. What have I got myself into?