Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 91748 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 459(@200wpm)___ 367(@250wpm)___ 306(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 91748 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 459(@200wpm)___ 367(@250wpm)___ 306(@300wpm)
Okay, so that wasn’t entirely true. Forge had wanted something more last night, but it hadn’t come with deep emotions or feelings. Just pleasure. Many people had sex just for pleasure, and after the orgasms he’d given me last night, I completely understood it.
“I have to go potty,” Hawkins announced, standing up and holding on to his front, as if he may have waited too long to make this decision.
Halo sprang up from the sofa. “Let’s go!” she said, waving him toward her.
He ran over to her, and then they headed for the powder room just around the corner.
“I hope he makes it,” Winslet said, wincing. “He already had one accident today. Halo has tried everything to get him to use the potty. At least he doesn’t think his penis is broken anymore.”
“Why did he think that?” I asked, smiling already without knowing the story.
“The slit at the top,” she replied, pressing her lips together. “Halo had to get Bane to go in there yesterday and show him that he had one too. That it was supposed to be there.”
Cressida started laughing. “I’m sorry. It’s still funny, and I was here for it.”
Winslet nodded, stifling her own laughter.
At that moment, the patio doors opened, and Forge came striding inside. His hair wet, a towel wrapped around his waist and his chest bare. I met his gaze and wished like hell I hadn’t been looking his way. But I was, and he’d caught me.
“Sounds like a good time in here,” he drawled with amusement.
Winslet nodded. “It is. We were telling Elsie about Hawkins thinking his penis was broken.”
The corners of Forge’s mouth turned up. “I heard about that. Y’all laugh, but that was traumatic for the little dude.”
When his gaze shifted back to mine, the flutters in my stomach went wild.
God, why him? Why was I doing this to myself?
He seemed like he was going to say something or explain possibly when Lula Mae came sauntering in behind him and placed her hand on his bicep.
“Ready?” she asked, gazing up at him.
Forge didn’t look at her, but nodded his head once. “Yeah. Let me grab some clothes.”
“Okay, I’ll come with. I need a shower anyway.”
I dropped my eyes to my lap, not wanting to watch this any longer. Picking at a string from the rip in my jeans, I mentally fought to block out their voices. Think of anything else.
My eyes were stinging, and I refused to freaking cry. No one would know that I cared. I’d hidden this with Calvin most of my life. I should be a pro. If only it didn’t cut deeper with Forge. Which made no sense. None at all.
Thirty-Three
Forge
The sight of Elsie sitting there had distracted me, and I’d forgotten my current predicament. However, the way she had gone from looking happy to see me to staring at her fucking lap was making my chest hurt like a damn bitch. I’d told her we would go swimming today, and then I walked in with Lula Mae.
What was taking Locke so long? He’d said if I took the day shift with her, then he’d take over until tomorrow. We had games tonight, and I didn’t want Lula Mae there, messing things up.
“You can join me!” Lula Mae called from my shower.
No thanks. If that had been her plan, it was a fail. I’d put on a pair of jeans and a hoodie, and I wasn’t stepping foot in that bathroom until she was done and out.
I sent Locke another text. He needed to come get her. I knew he’d offered to help out, and I appreciated it, but, damn, why was I the one Linc had saddled with the job to begin with?
The click of a door had my head snapping back up. That sounded like it had come from Elsie’s room. Shoving my cell into my back pocket, I hurried out into the hallway. Glancing both ways to make sure I didn’t have an audience, I went down to knock and see if it had been Elsie.
When the knob started to turn, the relief came with it. She was here. I could talk to her alone. I didn’t wait for her to open it up completely, but stuck my hand inside, grabbing the edge and easing it open so that I could step inside.
“Forge,” she said, sounding surprised.
“Yeah,” I replied, turning to see her still holding the open door. “Close that.”
She looked from me to the door, and for a moment, I didn’t think she was going to, but she finally did as I’d asked or instructed. Whichever.
“Do you need something?” she asked.
The defensive bite in her tone made my cock twitch. I liked it when she got teeth.
I needed several things, but I didn’t think she was ready to hear them all right now or that it was a good idea to be so blunt with her.