Page 78 of Melting the Ice

I dropped my phone and let out a weird squawk.

What.

The.

Actual.

Fuck.

“What’s going on, Micah?” Tally asked, but I stared down at my phone as it vibrated again. And again.

I picked it back up.

Ray: Sorry for interrupting your sexting. Can’t wait to hear about her.

Ray: Text me tomorrow or something.

Josie: What are you wearing?

My body felt so weird right now with texts coming in from both of them. What the hell!

“Micah? You okay?” Dom asked from across the table.

I raked my hand over my face, leaving the phone on the table in front of me. Face down.

“Shit, man. You look like you’re going to puke,” Dom said.

“Get him a bucket or something,” Sin called out.

“Fuck off. I’m not going to puke.” I sucked in a breath.

“Looks like you’re going to spew to me,” Sin said.

I glared at him.

“Seriously, what’s up with you?” Tally asked.

I tapped my finger on the back of my phone, still keeping it flipped over so I couldn’t see the screen. “Uh, I just sent a message to Josie’s brother that was meant for her.”

Sin whistled. “Oof.”

“Shit. What did you say?” Dom asked.

“Fuck, man. How?” Tally asked.

I squeezed the back of my neck.

“Did you say her name?” Dom asked.

“Thank fuck, no. But I was texting Josie and Ray’s message popped up, and I didn’t realize it wasn’t Josie’s window,” I mumbled. Then took a gulp of water.

At least my dick had deflated.

“Oh, shit. Give me your phone. I want to see this.” Sin reached around Tally, but Tally swatted his hand away.

“You are not getting his phone.”

“Party pooper. At least tell us how dirty your sexting was. Also, spicy texting your girl while you’re having dinner with us. Damn, man. Didn’t know you had it in you.” Sin wiggled his brows.

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