Page 38 of Best In Class
Fuck my life!
CHAPTER 10
Luna
“Stop it.” Rose smacks the back of my head.
“What?” I ask innocently.
“Using my fuck buddy to make Dom jealous,” she retorts.
I’ve known Rose for years, just as I’ve known Stella and Gabe. Rose Dixon is the coolest. She turned away from her family business, as I did, and started her own (now) successful real estate company. Like her, I invested in a business, Savannah Lace. So, we’re two similar women in Savannah society, which inevitably makes us friends. We’re notclose,but we know about each other’s lives.
Rose is gorgeous. Blonde with luscious hair. Beautiful. Slender. Feminine. And Oh, so Southern.
“I’m not doing that,” I say belligerently.
“That dog won’t hunt,” Rose insists and glares at Devon. “And shame on you.”
“I don’t mind kissing a beautiful woman,” he says as helies down on his lounger, puts his straw hat on his face. “I’ll kiss you anytime of any day, Luna.”
“She’s taken.” Rose whacks him on his thigh.
“Ouch, woman! What’s with all the physical violence? It’s one thing to know you use a whip in bed, but we’re not?—”
“Shut it,” Rose snaps.
Devon chuckles and relaxes.
These two have the weirdest non-relationship. They’re good friends who fuck, and genuinely do not get jealous when either of them is with someone else.
I can’t share like that.
My eyes fall on Dom, who’s talking to Lev.
He’s in a linen shirt and linen pants. He looks like he just stepped out of theGQedition of Summer Man.
“I heard that you both made out at that charity thing.” Rose settles into a lounger next to me, arranging her swimsuit so her boobs are mostly covered.
“It was just a kiss.” I tuck my knees to my chest and rest my cheek against them.
Stella strolls toward us. “Itwashot and heavy,” she announces.
“And then she bolted like the hounds of hell were on her heels,” Nova calls out from two loungers over, clearly incapable of minding her own damn business.
I swallow against the lump in my throat. “He said he didn’t cheat on me and that he hasn’t been with anyone for two years.”
“Well, Dom isn’t a manwhore like Devon.” Rose sits up a little and waves a hand to get a server’s attention.
“I’mnota manwhore,” Devon complains, hat still covering his face.
A server shows up and we all order drinks.
A party at Aurora and Gabe’s is all about eating, drinking, and relaxing. They keep it informal…or as informal as you can get with a world-class chef cooking the food and servers making sure everyone’s drink is topped off.
“What’s the problem between Dom and you?” Rose asks after our drinks arrive.
“He cheated on her,” Stella informs her.
