“Reeve.” My name is a dip in his ever-longing calmness, but this girl has him as fucking rattled as Torin. I can’t say that I’ve ever really seen them on one like they are with her. “I know her.”
I roll my eyes. “Enlighten me. What did you see in your crystal ball last night, Cairo?” I drop my voice. “You fucking nut job.”
“I mean when we were kids. I’ve met her before…in jail.”
My face twists in deliberation and absorption of any small detail he has. “And you didn’t think to mention that shit before?”
“Didn’t matter.” He shrugs as if that just brushes this off. “It was one night, and she was a kid. I stopped her from getting us in trouble with a pig, that’s it.”
“And?”
He quirks a brow. “And what?”
I motion with my hand for him to give me more because sometimes with Cairo, it’s like pulling teeth to get anything out of him. “Did you date her or some shit?”
“Never saw her again.” My chest immediately deflates with relief. “Why?”
I lift my shoulders and turn back to what I was doing before. “Because I told you. I want her.”
“You?” He’s silent for a moment before continuing with, “You can’t keep your dick in your pants for longer than a day. There’s already been three chicks who have come up to you wanting you to fuck them in the woods over there.” He points to them, and then chuckles, deep with merriment in his tone when he sees that I’m not amused.
“Have faith, brother.” I glimpse over my shoulder to wink at him. “Once I wear on her, she’ll see nothing else.”
Cairo only laughs harder, and I roll my eyes, the fucking prick. I mean, I’d have to keep my cock in my pants. Bay is the kind of girl that would take a baseball bat and a lighter to my ride.
Then she would chop my whole junk off and make me eat it.
“What are you laughing about?” Torin hands me over a numbered card to place in my window and glances over at Cairo, waiting for him to answer him. “Got you all checked in.”
“Thanks, man,” I reply. “You see Bay?”
He immediately frowns. “Why?”
“Geezus, Christ.” I go back to my laptop resting on top of the car and begin looking at the details of my last run. “Why is that the question for the last two minutes?”
Torin shakes his head next to me and fixes me with one of his famous I’m not gonna let this go and beat it to death glowers. “Stay away from that chick, man. She’s trying?—”
“To get in Emilio’s pants allegedly, yeah”—I jerk my head to Cairo— “the Italian Stallion over here just told me and you about a million and one fucking times. Still highly doubt that, bruh.”
“You’re a sick fuck,” he transmits back with a look of disgust. “Emilio is her dad, dude.”
“And apparently your family, so just drop the shit, Torin. You think she wants everything. Next, you’re going to tell me she wants you.”
“You dumbass. Are you really that fucking stupid that you don’t think she’s going to try to take us down?”
“Have you found any evidence that she has?” I steal a glance at him, still wearing his I hate the world look. Dude needs to smoke more weed. “Thought so. Stop terrorizing the girl and let it rest. I’m not going on any more of your scare runs. You keep pushin’ her, she’s gonna push back, bruh. Already has. If you haven’t noticed, you have a hole in your leg that’s still healing.”
“Regardless of what you think, I’m not taking a chance to?—”
“You.” That voice has all three of our heads turning from the impact of that fucking sexy ass tone.
I couldn’t miss it if I was deaf as fuck.
And there stands the most sultry and alluring female I’ve ever laid eyes on—Bay Astor.
I ignore the heavy glare coming off her sky blues and drop my gaze to the white crop top that shows the tiniest amount of a leopard-printed bra underneath. High-waisted jeans with holes at the knees and even higher-waisted fishnets that wrap around her belly button. Those long wavy locks stop at her perfect, rounded tits and my dick immediately comes to life.
“I thought we had a thing where we stay out of each other’s sight.” Her light blues are already transformed into a death stare, her peachy skin pinkens at how pissed she is.