Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 86422 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 432(@200wpm)___ 346(@250wpm)___ 288(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 86422 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 432(@200wpm)___ 346(@250wpm)___ 288(@300wpm)
All three of us are suddenly on alert.
“Is everything okay?” I ask.
“Oh yeah,” Cammie assures us. “Chase and I are fine. It’s just…” She sighs. “I love him, and I love living with him, and I love our sex life, but sometimes my vagina just needs a break and it’s hard to give her one when Chase is around, looking sexy all the time, always ready to offer himself up for a dick ride.”
“It’s a hard life,” I say cheekily.
“Oh, I’m not complaining. Chase is an awesome boyfriend. He’s always up for trying new things and he’s very, very generous in bed, but I have a hard time saying no. Especially when we’re testing scenes for the sake of story authenticity. But then one thing leads to another, and suddenly I’m behind a week on my fic updates, and my vagina is literally crying from overuse.” She motions to us. “I really need this kind of girl time.”
“Amen to girl time and giving your girl parts a rest.” We clink our glasses and take a drink.
The door opens again, and this time it’s Chase and Mac.
My stomach turns into a butterfly conservatory as a warm smile lights up Mac’s gorgeous face and his dimple makes an appearance.
“Hey, babe. Hey, friends.” Chase wraps his arms around Cammie, buries his face in her neck, like he’s scenting her. Which I guess is fairly accurate.
“Hey, Fee.” Mac crosses over to me and smiles at Tally and Enid. “Hey.”
“Hey, Mac,” they say in unison.
He wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me in for a hug, burrowing through my hair until he can press his lips to my neck. He lifts me off my feet for a moment and I hug him back, enjoying the casual affection.
“I got you something,” he whispers after he sets me back on my feet.
I pull back. “What kind of something?”
“It’s actually two somethings, but they’re both small and one thing is from my closet.” His dimple is dimpling hard.
“Did you bring me your favorite T-shirt?” I tease. He has a Terror one that was made by an artist I admire.
“Actually.” He sets his backpack on a chair and unzips it.
“Seriously?” I slept in it when I spent the night at his place.
He pulls the shirt out and I grab it from him, bring it to my nose, and inhale deeply. “You wore it, too.”
He grins. “All day.”
“You’re the best.” I throw my arms around his neck.
“I want it back after you’ve slept in it, though,” he murmurs in my ear.
“We can pass it back and forth.”
“I have one other thing. It’s kind of silly,” he warns.
I smile up at him. “I like silly.”
He pulls a stuffed mascot out of his bag. They’re available at campus stores, and this one has TILTON BLAZE HOCKEY on the front and MEYERS 76 on the back. “For you to snuggle with when I’m away.”
I hug it to my chest and kiss his cheek. “It’s perfect.”
“You two are so cute.” Enid makes a heart with her fingers.
“The cutest,” Chase agrees, then turns to Cammie, blinking innocently. “I just gotta grab my bag. You want to come with me to make sure I have everything I need?”
“Yeah, sure. We’ll be right back.”
They disappear down the hall.
“Does anyone want to place bets that they’re gone for more than a minute?” Enid asks.
“Chase is already packed,” Mac says.
I pat his chest. “She’s not checking his bag.”
“At least not the one he packed,” Tally adds. “I bet a slice of cherry chip cake from Just Desserts she comes back with puffy lips.”
“And I bet she’s walking like she rode the D,” Enid chimes in.
“I think option two is more likely. Cammie will have a dazed and confused look and Chase will be all smiles and strutting,” I toss in my two cents.
Mac’s brows furrow adorably. “You think they’re going to have sex?”
“Absolutely,” we say in unison.
“At least we’re not playing until tomorrow morning,” he grumbles.
They return seven minutes later and I’m the winner.
Mac gives me a chaste kiss goodbye and the guys leave.
“So much for staying off the D,” I tease.
Cammie shrugs. “I have no self-restraint.”
“Can we talk about how cute you and Mac are, though?” Enid sighs.
“So cute! I love that he bought you a stuffie, and gave you his shirt to sleep in.” Tally side-hugs me.
“And I love that it started as this whole fake-dating thing and now it’s finally real,” Cammie adds.
“I want to ask about the sex, but I’m not going to ask about the sex,” Enid declares.
“Thanks, because I wasn’t going to share.” I wink. “But I’d be just as curious as you if I were in your shoes.”
The girls laugh, but let it go, which I appreciate.
“LoTR movie marathon?” Cammie asks hopefully.
Tally perks up. “Does that mean you’ll finish the next chapter soon?”