Page 26 of Me Three
“Then why are you upset?” I chuckle.
“I’m not upset,” he says.
“Tell that to your face.”
“I’m not. Okay? I’m just annoyed with myself,” he says as we reach my car.
“Why are you—”
“Because I went against my own rules,” he says.
“Oh yeah, forgot about ‘the rules,’” I say, unlocking the car.
We both get in, and I insert the key to the ignition.
“You might think my rules are stupid, but they’re not to me,” he says.
“If it helps, I don’t think you can count a blowjob as a repeat.” I pat his shoulder on the passenger seat and connect my phone to the speakers via bluetooth.
I can’t drive without music on.
As I look for the right playlist to put on, the ping of an incoming message echoes all over the car through all the speakers, and only a nanosecond after, so does Carter’s phone.
We look at each other for a second and then turn to our phones.
My phone flashes with a new message from Tru.
“Did you also get a message?” I ask Carter.
“Yeah, on Cinderfella,” he says.
Of course. They don’t have Carter’s number.
I unlock my phone and read their message.
I’m coming over tonight at 9 pm. You boys undress accordingly, and we’ll have some proper fun tonight. I may even let you DP me. No ifs, no buts. It’s happening. You know you want to. Tru x.
I clear my throat rereading the message, but I can feel Carter’s gaze on my face and I turn to him.
“What did you do?” he asks me.
“I didn’t do anything,” I say. “That’s all… Tru.”
“This isn’t good. And you know what’s worse?”
“That you have a raging boner already?” I ask.
“Yup. You, too?”
“Do you even need to ask?”
“What are we going to do?”
“Well, you heard the guy. No ifs, no buts. So I’d say suck it up, buttercup, you’re about to have a repeat, and there ain’t nothing you can do about it.” I wink at him and put the gear stick in reverse.
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To sayCarter spends the rest of the day in a weird mood is the understatement of the year.
