Page 39 of A Love That Broke Us
Fine. Three blow jobs in the next week, and I’ll ask my mom. Final offer.
I shake my head. I know how these group chats get, they’ll go on forever. Dragging my ass out of bed, I head to the bathroom and start the shower.
Matt
Christ, you two. Ever heard of a separate text? I don’t tell you about my sex life, and we don’t need to know about yours.
Megan
We don’t need you to tell us. Friday night? Fucked Jessica. Saturday night? Fucked Jordan. And lemme guess, last night? Brought home some girl from a bar who gave you the best blow job of your life.
How close am I? For real, I wanna know.
I laugh. She’s spot-on, I’m sure of it. Megan is possibly the most vulgar woman I know, and I’m damn proud to call her my sister.
Matt
Nailed it, Megs. Except Friday night was a girl I met a few weeks ago. Her name was Shannon.
Megan
WAS? What, did she change her name for you? “Oh, Matt, I’m yours. Call me whatever you want. Anything for you.” Insert dick in her mouth and a gag in mine. #PUKE
Matt
You’re so funny Megan.
I peel my shirt off and step out of my pants, brushing my teeth while the shower heats up. These two are always the comedic entertainment. They’ve bantered like this since we were kids. Megan used to kick Matt’s ass, until he outgrew her. She was a mean older sister when we were little.
K guys, getting ready for work too. Thanks for being excited for us. Megs, I’ll have Alley text you when she wakes up… if you’re serious about Chicago.
Megan
Serious as a coroner.
Deeply unsettling, but okay.
Megan
Love you. Happy for you.
Matt
Yeah, love you both, brother. Give Alley a hug for me too.
Come give her one yourself. She doesn’t go into work until noon today.
I set my phone down and step into the shower, closing my eyes as the hot water streams over my face. I relish the heat pelting against my skin, soaking in the joy of the moment. I’ve got my dream girl, my best friend and siblings hyping me up, and a hell of a lot to look forward to.
Damn, life is good.
When I open my eyes, Alley’s staring at me through the glass, grinning. She lifts her shirt over her head and slides her shorts down her legs. Desire surges through me, my cock instantly hardening. I’ve seen her naked hundreds of times, yet she still has this effect on me. She hooks her thumbs into her underwear, dragging them down, and as she steps into the shower, it feels like this next chapter is going to be the best goddamn one yet.
Chapter Fourteen
ALLEY
THEN
