Page 48 of No Summer Hotter than You

anthony

I fucked everything up.

I was sure of that.

I should have never been so adamant about those stupid little kisses last night, which led to that dirty dream. Then that quickly escalated to me jacking off and imagining it was Shoua pumping my hard cock instead of my fist.

I buried my face into my hands after I glanced at the ugly mess I made of my vanity table. She was a complete disaster with all the childish, sloppy work I did. She wasn’t in much better condition than when I got her yesterday. My poor table looked even worse than before I started working on it.

I failed her and Shoua. I should be giving both gentle, loving, patient care, and instead, I opted to make a complete fool of them by being so goddamn selfish. I shouldn’t have pressed on in refurbishing this vanity table when I wasn’t in the right head space. Nor should I have pressured Shoua into being my fake girlfriend.

Tonight was going to be the end of all this. We were not going to pretend anymore. I had already done enough damage by putting our friendship on the line and under this much strain.

No more lying. No more scheming. No more kiss practices.

It was all going to end here before our relationship burned to the ground.

I let out a long breath as I walked past the vanity table and out of the garage. After locking it up, I went over to Shoua’s place and knocked on the door before I let myself in. “Shoua?” I called out.

I could hear her upstairs. “I’m almost ready!” she answered. “I just need to put on my outfit!”

I swallowed thickly at her statement and poured myself a shot of the tequila, salt, and lime wedges I brought with me. I tried not to think about how soft her bare skin was in my dream as I distracted myself by going on my phone. Unfortunately, that did nothing to hush my mind. Shoua had taken over every single crevice of it ever since I woke up from my dream of her.

I was consumed by her, by the sound of her voice, the shape of her lips against my flesh, and the warmth of her golden sun-kissed skin.

I wasn’t sure how long I had been scrolling aimlessly on my phone, but she pulled me out of my thoughts when I heard her come down the stairs with her chunky heels. When I looked up, my eyes traveled up her legs to see her in a tiny little skirt and crop top tied in the front. Her naked legs, midriff, and breasts teasing and tantalizing. From the hair she meticulously curled to her perfect makeup down to the tips of her manicured fingers and pedicured toes, she looked absolutely beautiful.

Fuck.

I swallowed and then let out a shaky breath.

“Well?” She smiled brightly without a single clue what she was doing to me.

I let out a booming laugh as I flashed her a wobbly smile. “Cowboy boots?” I asked, staring at her interesting choice of shoes. “Is my cowgirl about to yeehaw all way to the bars?”

“While riding you?” she teased, and my cock twitched. She smiled softly. “Maybe.”

I immediately poured us shots of tequila. Maybe getting a little buzzed would keep my mind off her for a moment. I downed my shot, but Shoua held back, and I raised my brow at her.

“To be honest, I think I might go back up and change.” She bit down on her bottom lip with uncertainty. My eyes drew in on them and the way they pouted, looking almost kissable.

“Why? You look amazing.” I raised my brows, confused.

“It’s just—maybe this is too much.” She wasn’t saying it, but I could see the insecurity in her eyes. I knew it was about her body.

“Says who? You look fucking beautiful, Shoua. Wear it. Flaunt how great you look.”

“Really? I’m a little worried it might grab too much attention.”

She turned around and gave me a view of her backside. I almost groaned at the sight of the sexy dip along her spine. Her back was a gorgeous expanse of land I couldn’t believe I never took the time to appreciate until now. And I couldn’t even begin to talk about that juicy ass.

“Yes, really.” My answer was nothing but a breathy whisper.

This sweet, loving smile split across her lips, making my heart pitter-patter in ways I didn’t even know it could. As sexy and enticing as she looked, she was so beautiful wearing that smile that it made my chest ache.

I wanted to kiss her.

Not on the temple.

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