Page 73 of Faking the Book Boyfriend

“Any time. Trey said that Grammy Jane is a riot.”

She looks at me and tilts her head. “You told Layton Lancaster about Grammy Jane?”

“Of course. She’s the best, and she means a lot to you.”

She traces my lower lip with her index finger. “Remind me to tell you something later when we’re alone.”

“Okay.”

She then holds out her hand for Cheetah. “Nice to meet you too. I love it when you dance on the field.”

He winks at her. “I love it when you watch me dance. You’ll have to join me on the field this year. Maybe we’ll do a slow dance together.”

I squeeze her possessively. “Don’t flirt with my girl, dickhead.”

“Can’t help it. She’s smokin’ hot.”

Gemma smiles. “You’re a troublemaker, Cheetah, aren’t you?”

He grins as he nods. He loves pushing buttons.

“I hear you’re a romance reader.”

He looks around. “Shh. I have a rep to protect, but you’re my dirty-talking queen. And I love all the fun places where your characters have sex. Have you done them in real life?”

Val and CJ simultaneously answer, “No.”

How would they know?

She narrows her eyes at them. “You fuckers don’t know everything about me. I’ve got a scene in an upcoming book that Trey will recognize. He bent me over my—”

I cover her mouth while Layton and Cheetah chuckle.

Cheetah asks, “How about you and I create a book club? We can have monthly meetings and chat about our favorite romance books.”

She nods enthusiastically as she downs an entire glass of champagne. “I’d love that.”

I whisper, “Slow down.”

“Lighten up, Trey.” She leans back into my body. “Drink up and take advantage of me. I’m feeling very frisky tonight.”

With a tone of disbelief, CJ asks, “Did you really get your dick pierced for her?”

I nod. “I sure did. I’d do anything for her.”

Layton lets out a laugh. “Cheetah and I went with him. We both passed out cold. It was nuts. Pun intended.”

Gemma’s eyes flutter. “Sooo fucking worth it.”

Everyone laughs. Gemma is definitely in a good mood tonight. I wasn’t sure what to expect, but it wasn’t this. I suppose I should be happy.

I smirk. “I took the jewelry out for the first time the other day and the craziest thing happened. When I pissed, it came out of both holes.”

Cheetah spits his drink. “Are you serious?”

“Yep. I looked it up. It appears as though I’m going to be a messy pisser for life.”

They’re all laughing. I knew they’d get a kick out of it.

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