Page 10 of Little Did We Know
Reese blew out a breath.“Pizza.I need pizza.Then we’re switchin’ places.”
Lord, don’t have mercy on me, thank you.We were going again.After pizza.
* * *
I woke up the next morning, sore as fucking hell, with the sunshine pouring into my bedroom.
Make it stop.
I squinted and rolled over, for some reason immediately aware of my two guests being gone.Probably because it’d been a tight fit with three grown men in a queen bed.
What was—oh.True to his word, Reese had left a note.It was attached to my alarm clock.
Let’s meet up again, West.
You’ll hear from us when we’re back in town.
I mustered a drowsy smile before I rolled out of bed to close the blinds.
I wasnotdone sleeping.
ONE BY ONE ONLINE
You are now friends with Nap Oleon
You are now friends with Drivein Rain
I scratched my head, wondering who was River and who was Reese, but my confusion didn’t last for long.One of them was quick to send me a private message.
Hey, West.As promised, we got Facebook just for you.We don’t use our real names, and that goes for anyplace online.If you’re wondering who I am, I’m the one who can drive in the rain, unlike any other person in this forsaken town, and I railed your throat pretty damn good the first time we met.Then I took your ass.
I smashed my lips together and scowled at my computer screen.
Reese, that fucker.
For the record, I could drive just fine in the rain.
CHAPTER 2
A few months later
Reese Tenley
Christmas in July just wasn’t my thing, even when the celebration took place at a kink party—and I loved Christmas.Granted, I looked hot as fuck in a Santa hat, but even I had limits.
This party was weird.Some rich guy West knew hosted it in his giant backyard, and everyone was required to wear a Christmas-related decoration or outfit.Hence my hat—and River’s two Sharpie’d ornaments on his hand that just looked like a pair of balls.He’d drawn them on the way over here.
That was where Christmas ended.The cocktails were flowing and ranged in hues of pink, blue, and orange.The pool was packed with men in skimpy briefs in bright colors.Thefood…
River returned from the buffet with two paper plates and a scowl.
I’d snagged us a high-top table close to the bar.Because of course this guy had his own tiki bar.
“This is some bullshit,” Riv muttered.“Only an insane person would cut their pizza into squares.”
“Or someone from Chicago.”
“We’re sayin’ the same thing.”
