Page 89 of No Place Like Home

“I can’t concentrate,” she pouted.

Fuck. I pulled out and walked to the door.

“Simba, out, boy,” I instructed him.

“You can’t kick him out!” Jess exclaimed as she covered herself with the covers while my dick was out and about.

Ignoring her, I slammed the door as soon as my dog walked away.

“I feel like shit now,” she said.

“No, I feel like my dick will fall off if I don’t get a release soon.”

She just glared, but didn’t protest when I pulled her toward me.

“Are you listening to me?” Leo snapped.

“Yeah. Documentary. Got it,” I repeated because those were some big words, and they added a shit load of pressure.

“Now, don’t get in trouble. Good press only from now on. We can’t let anything taint your image.”

I hung up. Leo didn’t need to worry. I knew I had fallen off the face of the earth, but it wasn’t going to stay that way for long. And I knew the media was going to be all over this, which put everything I did now under scrutiny.

Dropping down on my knees, I knelt under my bed and pulled out the team duffel bag. It had been a while. There was a shirt that needed washing and a change of clothes I never got around to wearing. Ignoring all of that, I went for the inside pocket and let out a relieved sigh when my hands contacted the ornament.

“Let’s do this shit,” I said.

Simba, thinking I was talking to him, woofed.

* * *

Rosie’s partywas taking place at Prescott’s house. Juliet lived a little further down, so she didn’t have her own lakefront. Sucked for her; she should have waited until these houses were done to get a better one.

The weather was hot, so I threw on a pair of shorts and a white tee. Simba trailed alongside me.

“Yay! Simba is here!” one of the kids yelled, and the mob of them rushed toward me.

This town was really keeping me humble. Too bad I couldn’t say the same for my dog. His tail wagged; he was loving the attention.

I spotted Jess immediately. She sat on the edge of the table, and even though it was full of people, she still managed to look lonely. I didn’t like the feeling it gave me. As if she could feel me staring at her, she turned around until our gazes locked. She got up, and I held my breath.

Her dark hair gleamed against the sun, and her tan skin was starting to get a golden hue. Those pink lips were begging to be kissed.

“You made it,” she greeted me.

“You did invite me,” I replied.

Jess licked her lips, and my cock hardened.

“You came to our party!” Rosie welcomed me excitedly.

I raised my brows in confusion.

“Ours?”

Rosie looked between her sister and me.

“Jess’s birthday is at the end of the month, and since she hates birthdays, they make a two for one. That way, they know she won't bail.”

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