Page 107 of Playing With Secrets
My face is on fire, and my cock is about to rip through my pants. I have one evil little temptress on my hands and she’s only getting better with practice. I’m a dead man when it comes to her.
Shit, as far as I know, they had a full-blown conversation about how Hunter and Isabella know each other. I wouldn’t have heard any of it because I was stuck visualizing Dori’s message playing out in my head.
“It’s nothing. I just got a text and didn’t know how to respond.” I shift forward and down half my Jack and Ginger.
“Hand me your phone and I’ll answer for you.” Melanie throws her open hand across the table and wiggles her fingers.
“We’ve been through this, Melanie. You aren’t allowed to touch my phone anymore.” I glance at Dori, who’s laughing under her breath.
She’s enjoying this too much, so I think she needs to be taught a lesson. “Isabella, how are you with answering text messages?”
“I can handle anything. Give me your phone.” She pats the space on the table between us.
With my hand outstretched to give her the phone, Dori shrieks, her voice tight with panic. “Don’t do it, Jami! I will never forgive you if you do.”
“Why, Dori? What do you know about the text I received?” I cock my head and raise my brows, telling her I’m better at this game.
Before she can answer, Mel grabs Dori’s phone off the table. “What’s going on between you two?”
Melanie turns on the screen and taps something on it. My jaw practically slams against the table as it falls open.
“She knows the code to your phone, Dori?” I did not think this through.
Of course, Melanie knows Dori’s code. She’s a pushover when it comes to Aiden and Melanie.
Dori wrestles Melanie for it as Isabella sits back and watches the chaos unfold. I stand and snap the phone out of Melanie’s hands.
“Dori, change the code on your phone.” I hand it back to her. “Jesus Christ, Mel. You need to learn when to stop. Not everything is meant for you to know.”
I sit back down and Isabella laughs hysterically. Dori and Melanie trade glances and then bust out laughing.
I think they’re all out of control, so I just roll my eyes and shake my head. Whoever thinks going to dinner with a group of females when you’re the only man would be fun is out of their mind.
“What’s the matter, big guy? Can’t handle the heat?” Melanie asks through her snickering.
“I’ve got to see the message you sent. He’s seven shades of purple.” Isabella throws her head into her arms and snorts.
That only spurs them on. I figure I’m better off joining them than being the butt of the joke, so I jump in on the mayhem.
While waiting for the sushi, we playfully tease each other with lighthearted jokes and jabs. Dori and I keep exchanging looks of promises we can’t keep.
“You two are adorable together.” Isabella pinches a piece of fish between her chopsticks. “Do you have any influence over Hunter?”
My mouth is full of food, so I can’t answer. I’m chewing and swallowing as fast as I can.
Dori beats me to it. “Why? What do you have in mind?”
“Maybe you could put in a good word for me. Then we could set up a double date.” Isabella shoves a piece of sushi into her mouth.
The room falls silent. Melanie turns to Dori at a loss for words, which I’m thankful for. I’m still working the food down my throat.
Dori leans toward Isabella. “I thought you and Hunter shared a past. Why would you want to go out with him again if it didn’t work out the first time?”
I motion to Isabella, who’s trying to swallow her fish. “We shouldn’t pry. Let her eat in peace.”
Melanie studies Isabella for a second. “That’s a good question. Why try again?”
“Look at Dori and me. We’ve tried a few times and still can’t get it right. Maybe their story is the same. But again, we should respect their privacy.” I reach for another piece of sushi, hoping to move on from this topic.
