Page 70 of Pretend Girlfriend

Me: LOL, I was already in bed when you sent the first text. Sorry I didn’t wake you up with a blowjob.

Me: Maybe tonight?

Theo didn’t respond, so I assumed he was still sleeping. He’d sent the last text at one in the morning, after all. I finished my breakfast then returned to my room, using the keycard to let myself in.

Landon was standing in the middle of the room. He was completely nude, facing me, in the middle of putting his swim trunks on. Both of us froze. My eyes, moving against my willpower, swung down to his crotch.

Oh, wow.

“Hey!” Landon tried turning around, but he only had one leg in his trunks. He fell backwards, landing on the floor with a loud THUMP.

“Shit! Sorry!”

“What the hell are you doing?” he asked, getting up and facing away from me.

Trying not to stare at his bare ass cheeks—and failing—I sputtered, “What the hell are you doing! We agreed to change in the bathroom!”

“I thought you were at the beach already!” Landon finished pulling up his swim trunks, and turned to scowl at me directly. His cheeks were bright red.

“I just came to get my Kindle and the sunscreen.” I snatched them off the table. “Okay… bye.”

I felt embarrassed as I sat on the beach, replaying the whole event in my head. It wasn’t my fault. He just picked a really unfortunate time to change clothes.

I couldn’t get the image of his dick out of my head. Even flaccid, it was big. Sure, it had felt sizable when we were spooning in bed yesterday, but not that big.

He texted me soon after.

Landon: I’m going to sit by the pool instead of the beach

Me: You don’t need to be embarrassed because I saw your little weenie.

Landon: I’m not embarrassed. I’m just hanging out with my brother.

Landon: Also, you damn well know it’s not little.

Me: This is true.

A shadow appeared over my shoulder. “Hey gorgeous,” Theo said.

I smiled up at him. Theo was wearing pink swim trunks with little white sharks on them, and he already had a frozen red drink in his hand. “That looks yummy.”

“Strawberry daiquiri.” He took a long sip. “It’s even better than a strawberry martini! Seriously, how have I missed out on all these delicious girly drinks?”

“Better late than never.” I gave his muscular body a long eye-fucking. “I enjoyed your drunk texts.”

“Stoned texts. The weed here is legit. No pressure, but you know who to call if you want some.”

I gave a noncommittal shrug. “I don’t know. I tried weed once when I was in college and it just made me anxious.”

“It’s all good. No pressure.” He tossed me a plastic room key. “But it makes for a great excuse if you end up visiting my room.”

I smiled and picked up the room key. “On second thought, smoking some dope doesn’t sound like a bad idea.”

Theo snorted. “Dope? That’s what my parents called it. Thirty years ago.”

“Sorry I don’t know all the cool lingo, unlike Teddy the super fun party animal! Seriously, I can’t get over the way everyone treats you. You’re a dentist! For the Blackhawks! Don’t you want to brag about it?”

“I’m actually enjoying having a vacation from my serious life of dental hygiene,” he replied.

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