Page 30 of Honey Undone
“He can probably hear you, you know,” Adeline huffed, walking toward them out of breath.
“Good,” Kaia said quickly, “I hope he hears every slutty thing we say about him, he deserves it…”
“I need you to find out if those tattoos areeverywhere,” Sunday purred and tied her long blonde hair back into a ponytail.
Adeline snuck a small glance at me through the hair that had fallen out of her bun and rolled her eyes. “Pretty sure he got them for attention,” she grumbled.
“Well they have my attention,” Sunday giggled.
“Are you two going to work out with me or metaphorically suck his dick all morning?” Adeline snapped and pushed a medicine ball around with her foot.
“You’re a human chastity belt,” Kaia whined.
“I don’t know, I think the whole playing hard to get thing is working…” Sunday’s eyes flickered over to me, a smiling curling on her lips.
“Don’t stare at him,” Adeline hissed and threw the medicine ball at Sunday.
“It’s so hard not too…” she took the ball into her arms with a grunt.
“Honestly, him working out without a shirt on is such an attractive red flag,” Kaia added and I tried not to smile.You aren’t supposed to be able to hear them, idiot.
“What exactly makes up anattractivered flag?” Adeline asked.
“That,” Sunday swooned, her chin tilted toward me, nearly dropping the ball that time. I chuckled, tossing her a wink and watched as she turned beet red. The sound she made was something between a gasp and moan as she clumsily handed off the ball to Kaia and walked away to get some water.
Adeline looked pissed as Kaia threw the ball to her and she slammed it to the ground before spinning on the mat and coming straight toward me working on my flies.
“Cut it out,” she kicked the metal of the bench and vibrated the entire thing beneath me.
I let go of the machine and pulled out an earbud as I looked up at her. “What?” I pretended not to hear her without missing a beat.
“You’re distracting them,” she scowled, the wrinkles between her eyebrows were the cutest thing I’d seen yet.
“I’m just working out,” I feigned innocence.
“You’re peacocking!” Adeline snipped and I couldn’t help but laugh.
“Did you just refer to me as a bird?” I chuckled again, leaning forward on the bench to get closer to her. I wanted the warm, spicy smell of her perfume in my nose and her soft olive skin beneath my fingertips.
“I did, because you’re parading around the gym like an animal,” she said, her tone was tight and vicious.
“I parade around for you all the time,” I clipped smoothly back to her.
“That’s— you're infuriating,” she huffed. ‘That’s different’almost rolled off her lips and it lit a fire in the pit of my stomach. It might as well have been a‘just for me’because of the way my body reacted. “Behave, and put a shirt on!”
“Unfortunately, both of those things are out of character for me, so I’ll be doing neither,” I smirked at her. “It was cute that you thought they’d act as a buffer,” I said to her quietly, my tone low to hide how needy I was.
“They asked to come,” she lied, I could tell because her fingers flexed at her side.
“No,” I whispered and slid forward on the bench some more until I had to tilt my chin all the way up at her and I could feel the heat pouring off her skin through her clothes. It took everything in me not to hook my finger into the damp elastic of her shorts to force her even closer. “They’re here because you thought it would keep me at a distance,” I whispered only for her to hear. It wasn’t about embarrassing her, it was about reminding her who’s turn it was in the game we were playing. “But you should know something,” I said, and did it anyway. She hissed as my finger hooked into the band and pulled her hips toward my chest.
“What’s that?” The next breath she took was shaky and it gave away how nervous she was.
“I see you,” I said, daring to explore how far she’d let me go. I ghosted my thumb over the small bit of exposed skin at her hip.Fuck, I loved that little piece of her. So soft…I swallowed, trying to keep myself together, I moved my hand downward and let it fall tracing two fingers against her inner thigh just to feel her tremble, “and no amount of buffer will keep me away.”
I looked around her at Sunday and Kaia who were laying across machines with wide eyes.
“No matter howcutea buffer,” I smiled at them and they both scrambled to pretend they weren’t listening with their mouths wide open.
