“Jake drove him,” I clarify. “Very supervised. Very safe.”
Ally sighs dreamily. “You’re like the fairy godmother of the garage.”
“I am not.”
My phone buzzes again. I flip it over before I can stop myself.
Jake
Still thinking about your mouth.
The way you suck my cock like it’s your favourite thing in the world.
I’m hard just picturing it.
I let out a strangled groan.
Emily leans in. “What did Batman say now?”
I glance at my half-empty wine glass. “I need another drink.”
“Correction,” Megan grins. “You need a cold shower, a locked room, and maybe your vibrator.”
Jake
Next time, I’m making you scream for me.
No holding back.
Nails in my back.
My name on your tongue.
Yeah. I’m going to need that cold shower.
Because at this point? I’m about three messages away from texting backCome pick me up. Now.
And honestly, I think the girls would cheer me on the whole damn way.
Jake
The boys are getting restless.
Chase wants to crash girls’ night.
Should I tell them you’re all too drunk?
Stella
We are not drunk.
Jake
Spell “responsible” then.
I glare at the phone like I can will it to behave. My brain scrambles for letters, but my fingers betray me.
Stella