Page 23 of Our Secret to Keep

He blushes. “Shut up.”

“I bet you’d sext with me.”

His cheeks get even redder. “Nate, stop.”

I type a text to River to see how he’ll respond.

Nate

What are you wearing?

River slips his hand into his pocket and sighs when he sees the message. “Really, dude?”

“Come on,” I say to goad him. “Play along.”

He tilts his head to the side, a strand of hair falling onto his forehead. I get the urge to push it away but stop myself. Because that’s just fucking weird.

“Are you scared, Riv?” I get in his face and smirk. “Hmm? Are you afraid of the big, bad wolf?”

“God, you’re annoying,” River mutters, fingers flying across the keypad of his cell phone. “Remind me why we’re friends.”

River

Nothing. I hate clothes.

I laugh. “If a girl texted me this, I’d be on my way to her place.”

“Yeah.” He chuckles. “Doubt that. You’re too fucking lazy.”

“Meh. Not lazy. I just prefer the pussy delivery service.”

River shakes his head. “Fucking idiot. I’m done playing this game.”

“Wanna see some of the pics Samantha sent me?”

He stuffs the phone into his pocket. “Nah, I’m good.”

“You don’t like her?”

He stares down at my navy blue sheets and shrugs. “She’s fine.”

I lock my phone and toss it on the mattress. “That sounded real convincing.”

River snaps his head to me, hugging his knees to his chest. “You miss her, don’t you? Are you going to ask her to be your girlfriend?”

“Fuck, no,” I fire back at him. “I don’t missher. I missfuckingher. Big difference. I’m bound to our stupid one-woman rule. God, I’m so horny. I’d hump your leg to get off if you would let me.”

River laughs, and his shoulder bumps mine. The simple human contact sends a shiver down my arms and legs, straight to my aching cock. I really would hump his leg right now like a dog in heat. Hell, I might even fuck him with enough drugs in my system.

River’s expression turns grim, and then he says, “I can’t live not knowing when the next sex tape is going to pop up and ruin our lives.”

I nod. “Yeah, yeah. I know. I’m behaving myself for you.”

“I don’t care for her. There’s just something about Samantha that… I don’t know… I can’t place it. But something is off with her.”

“She signed an NDA, and we film everything,” I remind him. “If she ever tries to use it against us, she’ll look way worse than us.” I show him my phone. “Look at what she sent me in the past five minutes.”

River doesn’t even glance at her, which is crazy because she’s hot. “I don’t think we should trust her.”

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