Page 46 of The Lie
I moan. “Mmm…yes.” I want that too.
Hearing a sound on the other side of the room, we both sit up. I blink as I rub my eyes and see Asher sitting on a dresser on the opposite side of the room.The hell?
“What the fuck, Asher? Get out,” Hunter screams at him.
Asher jumps down as I scramble to cover my naked body with the sheet. Hunter’s not helping as he shuffles to the side of the bed.
Asher holds his hands up in mock defense and chuckles. “To be fair, I knocked a bunch of times. I tried to get Mila to wake up, but she seems to sleep like the dead. And you snore, Hunter.”
Hunter snores? Why would Asher be waking me…Oh, fuck. He’s supposed to give me a ride to his house. No, I’m giving him one. Since he wanted to drink, he got a lift here, and I promised to take him home so he could ride to training with Dad. I forgot.
“Shit, I’m supposed to drive Asher home.”
But that doesn’t seem to placate my boyfriend. Hunter’s worked up as he stands on the side of the bed, naked, holding his junk.
Asher shakes his head. “It’s true, I was just trying to wake her…your version of waking her was a little nicer,” Asher says as he cocks his head and winks at me.
Hunter grits his teeth and glares at Asher. He turns to me to get back into bed when Asher decides to speak again.
“Next time, a heads-up about the early morning sex show would be good…I wouldn’t have jerked off in the shower earlier. I would have waited for the show.” Asher grins.
My mouth drops open. I swear, he has a death wish right now. Hunter’s no longer getting back into bed or holding his junk. He’s rushing toward Asher. For fuck’s sake, boys are so dumb. Asher’s just riling him up, and I have no idea why.
Hunter and Asher are so alike, it’s not funny. Maybe that’s why I find Asher attractive…because he reminds me of Hunter at times. But right now…this is all Asher.
“Fuck no, if I have to see your dick, I’ve changed my mind about the show.” Hunter has his hand on Asher’s throat and he lifts him a little.
But that doesn’t deter Asher in any way. “Oh…I’m part of the show too?Kinky.” He winks at Hunter, who drops him and looks back over to me, wearing a myriad of expressions.
I let out a breath and throw myself back down. “Asher, stop riling Hunter up with your early morning bullshit. I’m getting up once you’re out of here.”
Asher makes a strangled sound. “No fair, Mila. You’re ruining all the fun.” He chuckles, and I hear the door slam close.
Opening my eyes, I look over to Hunter, who is staring at the closed door.
“Ignore him, he can be a dick. Just like you.”
Hunter turns on me and, with a gleam in his eye, he charges at me, pounding his chest like a caveman. He jumps onto the bed and laughs as he wraps me in his arms and twirls us. The bedding is all caught around me, and I’m pinned.
“My little burrito.” He kisses my nose. “I need to leave, but I’ll come see you later?”
I nod, and he kisses me quickly before jumping up and reaching for his jeans. “Hey.” I wiggle in the sheets.
“Hey, what?” He smirks over at me, and my heart flips.
“I love you.”
He stands, his jeans on, a smile beaming over his gorgeous face. The little bit of dark stubble on his chin in the early morning sunlight makes butterflies dance in my belly.
Slowly crawling across the bed, he helps to unwrap me, never taking his eyes from mine. “I love you.” He kisses me, and I wrap my arms around his neck.
I don’t want to let go. But I don’t want him to be late, and Dad is waiting on Asher to come home so he can drive them both to training.
“Call you later.” He jumps up and grabs his tee and other clothing and rushes through the door.
When it closes, I melt into a happy puddle in the bed. I quickly put my clothes back on. I’m glad too, because the quiet in the room doesn’t last long.
The door opens and Asher stalks in with a cocky grin, Walker just behind him. “Please take him home, Mila. I love ya, girl, but your boy here is driving me crazy.”
