“He’s one little kid, but he’s also the best kid on the planet. I figured he’d want to find a lot of eggs. I’ve been stuffing them full of all his favorite shit the last few nights.”
“You’re a good man, Kingston Pierce.” Ruby pushed up onto her tiptoes and kissed my cheek before she grabbed one of the large bags and headed out the back door.
I turned to look at Saylor, who was bent over, ass in the air, sliding a ham into the oven. Her tan legs were on full display beneath her cut-off denim shorts.
Motherfucker.
My dick strained against my jeans, and I did everything in my power to make my boner go away. I squeezed my eyes shut and forced myself to visualize my worst nightmare.
White vans.
Beehives.
Dozens of clowns.
“Um, hello? Are you okay?” Saylor’s voice pulled me from my own personal version of hell.
“Yeah. Of course. What can I do?” I asked, clapping my hands together and causing her to jump.
I’m jumpy. My dick is jumpy. My whole fucking body is jumpy.
We hadn’t been alone for more than a few minutes at a time in a while. I’d made sure of that. But now, here we were.
She was wearing a white tee, and I couldn’t pull my eyes away.
She glanced down and looked at herself. “Is there something on me? Why are you looking at me so weird?”
“What? Me? No. I’d never look at you weird.”
“Oh. Oh, you’re probably wondering why I’m so underdressed.” She shook her head as if she should have thought of this first. “Rubes and I brought clothes with us here to change into before the party starts. But I thought I’d be casual while we cooked and set up.”
I was not concerned with her attire, but I sure as hell wasn’t going to say that.
“You look great. You don’t need to change on my account. It’s a casual party.”
“Well, it’s also Easter.” She grabbed another grocery bag off the counter and handed it to me. “How about you start opening all the paper plates and utensils, and we’ll get that set up on the island. Ruby and I figured buffet-style with this size group was best.”
“Yeah. That sounds good. Thanks for taking care of all that. Ruby said my white paper plates were not going to work.” I chuckled as I started unpacking the endless crap that they’d gotten. I’d offered to pay when they’d called me to ask if they could pick everything up, but Ruby said River had insisted on covering this stuff since I’d be covering the rest.
We spent the next two hours getting the food going, and I loaded coolers full of drinks, which I set up on the patio before I helped Ruby get the rest of the eggs hidden for Cutler.
When I stepped back inside, Saylor came walking out of the bathroom wearing a short white sundress and a pair of cowboy boots.
My mouth went fucking dry.
This was it.
My dick was going to explode. Right here in the middle of my house, with no one touching him. He was ready for an epic release.
I’d either have to eventually allow myself to rub one out or reach out to one of my usual hookups and make it happen.
I couldn’t go much longer like this.
This was bordering on a medical emergency.
Saylor smiled and then spun around. The back of her dress was completely open, her tan skin glistening against the white fabric. “You like it?”
I nodded, my tongue poking out to wet my bottom lip. “Yeah. You look great.”