Page 72 of Ruthless Savage

I roll my eyes. “Whatever. Just give it to me.”

I grab it from her, not hating it, though I’m not one for crop tops.

“Did Devlin stay the night?” Her gaze zeroes in on me intently, a curious sparkle in her eye.

Does she know? How can she? Was she spying on me?

“Why would you ask that?” I raise a brow, my pulse doing a frantic dance in my throat.

“Well…” She inclines her chin inquisitively. “I saw him come into your building after I dropped you off at your dorm, and I have a sneaking suspicion he never left until the next day. Am I wrong?” Her mouth curls.

“Ugh! You’re so annoying.”

She gasps, her eyes enlarging. “Oh my God! I’m right, aren’t I?” Tugging me to the corner of the store, she grabs my shoulder. “Tell me everything.”

I shake my head and pinch my eyes to a close for a moment. “Fine. But we have to make it quick, and please don’t overreact.”

She gets all giddy. “Oh my God, did you fuck? Please tell me he fucked you!”

“Shut up!” My gaze grows as I peek at Devlin behind her, standing by the entrance watching us.

She zips up her lips, but can barely contain her excitement.

I drag her behind an array of evening gowns and take a harsh breath. “Okay, so remember the guy from the club you met the first time who didn’t talk?”

“Yeah…?”

“Well…he kinda gave me an orgasm.” I grimace and pinch my eyes closed. “Twice.”

“What? Oh my God!” she shrieks.

“Shh!” I smack a hand over her mouth. “Quiet!”

“Okay, okay, sorry! Shit, so twice the same night. Damn!”

“Uh, no…just once last night and once that first time.”

She stares, open-mouthed. “And you never told me?”

“I was kinda in denial that it even happened. Then I felt super guilty because it wasn’t Devlin and it was like I was cheating on him.”

She gives me a sympathetic look. “You weren’t cheating on him. Because you’re not with him. So, good for you! But what does this have to do with Devlin?”

“Oh, right. That…” I scratch my temple. “So, he did come over last night and I asked him to stay because I was sad about the thing that happened at the club, and one thing led to another and…”

“He fucked you?” She grins.

“No.”

“Ugh!”

“But…”

Her face grows with excitement.

“He gave me an orgasm too.” I slap a hand over my eyes.

“Oh my God!” she whispers. “Two men in one night! I’m so proud! Did he use his fingers or his mouth?”

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