Page 88 of Barefoot Dreams
“That’s because I didn’t act like a pubescent boy on a first date with Grace.”
“Sure, you just spoke in caveman most of the time, hauling her over your shoulder.”
“Trust me, it wasn’t as spectacular and noteworthy as your show.” He wiggles his eyebrows, and I groan, falling into a chair opposite his.
“How many people saw that last night?”
“What? You feeling up your best friend’s little sister?” Luke asks with a barely restrained evil smile. “I’d be surprised if Callum hasn’t already heard about it.”
“He’s in the middle of the ocean,” I state.
“Exactly.” Luke wiggles his eyebrows again and lets out that smirk.
“Oh, fuck. I messed up, didn’t I?”
“Wellllll, I wouldn’t necessarily say messed up, but what the hell happened to just having a nice dinner? Why was your hand on Julie’s breast the whole time?”
I groan again and then shift in my seat to fix the hard-on I’m now fighting because the mere reminder of how it feels to hold her heavy, gorgeous tits in my hands is killing me.
And don’t get me started on sucking them.
Fuck…
“It went to shit,” I deadpan and give up on being subtle, fixing my situation right in front of Luke. He’s been around me long enough to have seen it all.
“You don’t say…” The asshole laughs.
“I got nervous. And then drunk. And so did Julie. And then we went to the beach.”
“Oh, we all heard aboutthe beach.”
I groan, “When you say you heard…”
“I mean, weheard. Good for you, man, and for her. I’m assuming it was a mutually beneficial exchange.”
“Fuck my life.” I slide down the chair, pinching the bridge of my nose. “And what is wrong with you all, listening to someone’s private life?”
“I’m guessing the same thing as with those who are having their private life not ten feet away from the bar.”
“Ten feet?” I whisper in horror. Okay, maybe I don’t rememberallthe details from last night. “Fuck my life again.”
“Yeah, yeah, you have Julie for that now, so stop being dramatic.”
“Dramatic!?I’mbeing dramatic? It wasn’t you and Grace half the town heard having sex.”
“Nope, just her mom walking in on us. Please continue.” The asshole waves me on, clearly enjoying my meltdown. Before I can indeed continue, two new voices filter in.
“Oh man, they started without us!” Trouble and trouble-two walk into the station, beelining for Luke’s office.
“Hey, brozinski.” Alec winks at Luke, jumping to sit on his desk.
“What are you doing here, you untrained puppy?” Luke sends a scowl at his little brother, but we all know he’s all bark and no bite.
But it’s Jacob who has me worried because he’s in my space. Like, very in my space. Like, the tip of his nose is almost touching mine and normally this Viking is the most lovable teddy bear but not right now.
“You okay, man?”
“State your intentions with my Julie bean.”
