Page 53 of Dozer

Romeo: You’re a dick. First thing she asked was where is he?

Romeo: You said she never smiles when you’re around. This is why.

Hana: What happened with Pip?

Blade: Fuck, fix your shit. Hana is on my ass.

Pippa: Do you still want to come with me today?

Pippa: I’m sorry for whatever I did to make you leave. Please call me.

And the last text that just came in.

Pippa:I’m on my way to the MC. Can we talk?

I didn’t reply to any of them. I grabbed my towel and headed for the shower. Her scent clung to me. The memory of her kiss, of her mouth, sucking my cock…fuck.

In the bathroom, I stepped into the shower. Cold water, like needles to my flesh, couldn’t ease the pressure in my dick. Turning the water warm, I imagined her on her knees, her fingers wrapped around my length as she curled her tongue around the head.

I rubbed one out, shooting my load into the drain, but it did nothing to settle the tension stiffening my shoulders. I couldn’t pretend that jealousy wasn’t festering in my gut and rolling into my life like a wrecking ball of destruction.

Words didn’t mean shit. I’d seen the way Pippa looked at Romeo, heard her laugh, and watched her eyes sparkle like the sun.

I wasn’t even the moon. I was the eclipse, wishing I could be part of her but only taking away her brilliance.

With my towel wrapped around my waist, I headed back to my room. I paused when I entered. Pippa sat on the end of my bed.

I checked the hall for Romeo.

“You shouldn’t be in here.”

One brow lifted. “Are you expecting someone else in your room?”

I shut the door and crossed to my dresser. “No. I never have girls in my room.”

“Except Levi,” she mumbled.

I couldn’t look at her, couldn’t be a dick if I was staring into her eyes. I’d thought I wanted to knowhow she felt about me. Not anymore. Not when I could glean the truth myself. I needed a reminder on who started this. I did.

She sank her teeth into her lip. Her eyes brightened with unshed tears. “What did I do wrong?”

I grabbed a pair of boxers, turned to her, and dropped the towel.

A little gasp escaped her slightly parted lips. My dick hardened. I wasn’t responsible for my involuntary responses to her. My gut tightened, my mouth watered, and yeah, my dick wanted in on the decision.

I tugged on boxers, tucking my dick to the side, and then stuffed my legs into a pair of jeans.

“You didn’t do anything wrong. I just figured out I can’t do this, not with you. You should get Romeo to go with you today.”

She stood and crossed her arms in front of her. Silent tears slipped onto her cheeks. “I must have done something.”

Fuck. “Pip, don’t.” Fuck. I pulled her close and wrapped my arms around her. She rested her wet cheek against my chest.

“You didn’t do anything wrong.” I tipped her chin to look at me. “I can’t fuck my best friend’s girl. I can’t be your backup.”

The fucked up part…I would let my best friend fuckmygirl. But I’d have to know she was mine. Pippa wasn’t.

“You’re not. I need you.”

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