Page 62 of Things Good Girls Don't Do

Steph’s eyebrow arched and she smiled. “A thing, huh? What kind of thing?”

“A big thing,” Chase said, waggling his eyebrows.

Steph’s eyes widened and she burst out laughing. “You are a bad boy, Chase Trepasso.”

Katie was covering her mouth as Chase looked at her, her eyes twinkling. She patted his arm and said, “I’m going to say ’bye to everybody else.”

Giving Steph a hug, Katie went inside, leaving them alone on the porch.

Steph’s friendly face changed to a hard-eyed stare. She looked like she wanted to put his balls in a vice and squeeze. Possibly crush.

Crossing her arms over her chest, she said, “Okay, I already apologized to Katie for my behavior, and now I’m doing the same for you, but I need to know your intentions.”

Chase didn’t actually hear an apology, but he let it go. Crossing his own arms, he said, “Intentions?”

“Yes. What are you doing with Katie? Are you just playing with her, because I swear to God, if you hurt her, I will hunt you down and castrate you. And then I will take your penis and drop it in the pit at the alligator farm.”

Chase wanted to hold his boys and tell them she was kidding. “Okay, before we get into castrating and torture, I have no intention of hurting Katie. I like Katie. We’re just hanging out and seeing where it goes.”

“I just wanted to warn you,” she said, examining her nails like she hadn’t just been threatening him. “Don’t want you to be surprised when you’re drugged and left in a pool of your own blood.”

Chase stared at the pretty brunette’s pink mouth, unable to comprehend the ugliness spilling out of it. “Has anyone ever told you that you are one scary chick?”

She tossed her hair and said, “Only people who piss me off.”

“Understood. I will not piss you off.”

He followed her inside at a safe distance. When Katie came over, she asked, “Are you okay? You look a little green?”

“Yeah I’m good, just ... can you walk on the side closest to Steph?” He moved her to his left.

“Yeah, but why?” Her brow furrowed.

He shook his head and said, “Oh, just a precaution.”

KATIE COULDN’T STOPgiggling. “She really told you she was going to feed your penis to alligators?”

She laughed harder when he said, “I don’t know why you’re laughing about this. It was terrifying. I didn’t think I was going to make it off the porch alive.”

Rolling onto her back, she held her bare stomach as she tried to control her mirth. They’d gone back to his house and made love playfully, nipping and touching until they had sunk into each other. Afterward, they’d just been talking, and Chase had told her about Steph.

“Steph’s always been dramatic. She likes to talk big.”

“Yes, because I’d really hate for your best friend to put a hit out on my junk,” he said.

That sent her into more giggles. “I’m sorry, but you saidjunk...”

He chuckled. “Are you drunk?”

“No, I just get the giggles sometimes and I can’t stop.” Katie covered her face and tried to calm down, but it came out more like a snorting laugh, which only made it worse.

Chase went up on his elbow and looked down at her with a grin, “Now that is a sexy noise. You sound like a hyena/pig hybrid.”

Gasping between giggles, she hit his shoulder. “That is mean!”

“No, it’s definitely hot. In fact, I think all girls should laugh like that.” She tried to throw another light punch, but he caught her fist and kissed it. “Be nice. I have been through so much, between being threatened and hanging out with your friends.”

She scoffed. “Oh come on, they weren’t bad. You seemed like you were getting along with Jared pretty well.”

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