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Diesel
The next morning,I wake up to Hollywood’s arm draped across my abs. The only way this could be any better is if Tink was here with us. She needed the girls’ night though. Hollywood and I needed a night alone together, too. Everything about last night was better than I ever could have imagined it being. Hollywood stretches his arms out.
“Good mornin’,” I say to him.
“Yes, it is a good mornin’.” He glances up at me. “Have you heard from Tink?”
“I haven’t even looked at my phone yet,” I say. I grab my phone off the side table. One new text. I unlock the screen and open my messages.
From Sketch:Yo! Baby is here! Come visit anytime today.
“Wren had the baby,” I tell him.
“Better let Tink know. You know she’ll want to go see them as soon as possible.” Hollywood chuckles. I shoot Tink a text.
To Pixie:Good mornin’, Pixie. You awake?
“I’m gonna go shower and change.” Hollywood climbs out of bed. His sweats sit low on his hips, showing off his defined abs and the sexy v that leads to . . . “If you keep eyein’ me like that, we won’t be goin’ anywhere today.”
My eyes snap to his. “Tink wouldn’t be too happy with us.”
“Oh, she’d be more than happy because I’d make her stay in with us, too.” He gives me a devilish smirk.
“Go. Shower. Before I change my mind.”
“I’ll see you in a few.” He laughs, walking into the bathroom.
I shake my head, smiling. Checking my phone, I have a new message.
From Pixie:Yup! The girls and I are making breakfast if you and any of the guys want to come eat.
To Pixie:Be there soon.
I head to my room and hop in the shower, going through my routine as quick as I can. The whole time, I replay last night’s festivities. Living in the clubhouse, I’ve seen many men in various states of undress. I have the same parts as Hollywood, but I’ve never looked at another man the way I do him. I may have a cock, too, but now knowing what’s he’s packing and how well he uses it, I can’t get him out of my head.
When I’m done, I step out, dry off,and wrap the towel around my waist. I brush my teeth before walking back into my room to get dressed.
I walk outside to head up to Minx’s house, but I’m stopped by Clutch sitting at the picnic table.
“Diesel, my man. I feel like we haven’t talked in a while.”
I sit on the bench across from him. “It has been a while, huh?”
He nods his head. “I noticed you, Tink, and Hollywood are all finally talkin’ again.”
“Oh, it’s been more than talkin’.” I chuckle.
“Diesel, areyoukissin’ and tellin’?” he teases.
I shake my head with another chuckle. “Nah, but things are good. Really good.”
“I’m happy for you. I’ve seen a change in Hollywood’s attitude as well.”
“I’ve never been so happy before. The three of us fit together perfectly,” I admit. “Hey, are you goin’ up to the house to get some breakfast?”
“I was thinkin’ about it, but no one else has gone up there yet.”
