Page 11 of Mr. Big Mistake
Karina took my hand. “Whatever. Get up. Don’t make a pregnant woman work, either. That’s not a good look.”
With a roll of my eyes, I stood to my feet. I slid my hands down the skin-tight dress I had on for the evening and shifted around in my heels. They were new, courtesy of a belated birthday present Mom sent me. And while the red-backed, stiletto-black heels looked spectacular, my ankles were already screaming for mercy.
And I was pretty sure one of my toes was already bleeding.
“I need more alcohol for this,” I murmured.
“If you play your cards right with Clint, that’s exactly what you’ll get,” Roxy said.
Karina slid her arm around mine. “Besides, I hear he’s really a teddy bear beneath his gruffness.”
I paused. “Wait, gruffness? No one said anything about gruffness. Why is he gruff? Is he mean?”
Roxy took my other arm. “Not like it matters since it’s no-strings-attached. Right?”
My eyes widened. “Of course, it matters! It matters to--.”
Karina interrupted me. “Hey! Clint! Can you come here for a second!”
“I’m going to kill you both,” I murmured.
Roxy giggled. “If Clint’s cock doesn’t do you in first.”
Karina hissed. “Roxy. Come on. Don’t scare the girl.”
“All I’m saying is I’d love to take a ride on it myself. Just a little test drive.”
I felt myself blushing. “I’m going to slaughter you both.”
Clint walked over to us. “What’s up?”
The girls looked at me as if I was just supposed to blurt it out. But, as I gazed up into his face, I saw what the girls saw. I mean, older men weren’t my kind of deal. Anything more than two or three years, and it felt weird to me. But, he was handsome for an older guy. A strong jawline. Sizzling eyes. A piercing stare that made my core shiver. In a good way, though, if that was possible. The cologne he had on smelled outstanding, too. It smelled familiar. Like home, almost.
Where have I smelled that before?
“Kelly? You going to say something?” Karina asked.
Roxy sighed. “I always have to do everything. Okay, here’s what’s up, Clint. My sister here is a--.”
I cut her off. “I’m not very confident in the dating world because I don’t have any sexual experience.”
Clint blinked. “Okay.”
“And the girls here apparently think that if I obtain said experience, I’d be more confident in my dating prowess.”
He blinked again. “Okay. I can understand that.”
“And, I guess what they want to try and do is ask if you’re willing to…”
Roxy wiggled her eyebrows. “Offer up your expertise in the matter.”
I smiled curtly. “You can kill me now. I’m good.”
Clint’s eye twitched. “My expertise.”
I sighed. “It’s stupid. I know it is. And the girls really seem to think--.”
Karina leaned forward. “It’s no strings attached. No dating, no togetherness. Just two people, enjoying one another while one of the parties learns the ropes. So to speak.”
