Page 81 of What Is Love
“It was one time,” Roe said.
“What was one time?” I asked.
The corner of Wyatt’s mouth lifted. “We shared the same girl.”
I looked from him to Roe, feeling very pissed off all of a sudden.
Evidently I didn’t hide it well enough, because Roe quickly asked, “What’s wrong?”
“She’s jealous,” Reid chimed in as he continued looking for a movie.
Roe’s brow scrunched up. “I’m not a virgin, Lottie.”
“I figured. I’m not, either. I don’t like that you two have shared someone before,” I said.
“That strangely makes me happy that she’s jealous about that,” Wyatt said.
Roe’s eyes narrowed. “Who have you been with?”
Wyatt sighed. “Just like that, my happiness is gone.”
I understood what Wyatt meant about being strangely happy. “Who’s jealous now?”
“I would like to know, please,” Roe said.
“I wouldn’t,” Reid chimed in once again.
I rolled my eyes at all of them. “I’ve only been with one guy one time.”
Roe and Wyatt turned pensive. Reid stopped searching for a movie to look at me, surprised.
I snatched the remote back from him. “Why do you look shocked? Care to share your body count?”
“Not particularly, no.” He pointed at the TV. “What do you think of this one?”
We all read the synopsis. “This one sounds good,” I said.
Roe and Wyatt agreed, and the topic of ex-lovers dropped.
Before I pressed play, we all got settled on the bed. Wyatt scooted over until he was on one side. I moved to the middle. Reid lay out on my other side, making sure there was a good foot of space between us. Roe climbed up the middle and lay against my chest, even though there was plenty of room to squeeze between me and either Wyatt or Reid.
The movie was very good. Full of action and comedy. The guys cracked up a few times. I became tired about halfway through. I didn’t remember closing my eyes and drifting off to sleep.
Chapter Twenty-Two
I was dreamingthat I hadn’t made the mistake of telling Roe, Wyatt, and Reid the truth. In my dream, I watched Wyatt cook even though I couldn’t see what he was making. We all sat down and ate dinner together even though I couldn’t see or taste the food. At the end of the night, I went to Roe’s room and Wyatt joined us. Things turned heated after that. They both took off all my clothes and there wasn’t a single bruise on my body. Wyatt told me to lie on the bed. I did as he said, and he followed me. He lay on my right and Roe lay on my left. Wanting to face Wyatt, I rolled on my side and Roe spooned me from behind. He pushed his pelvis against my butt, and I could feel that he was already hard. He began kissing my shoulder as his hand slid across my hip and came to a stop flat on my stomach. Once it was there, it didn’t move. Wyatt didn’t move, either. He just stared at me, watching me squirm, needing to be touched. My spicy dream was quickly turning into a nightmare. It was just a big tease.
“Please,” I begged as I moved my hips against the part of Roe that I ached to have between my legs.
Roe’s hips thrust against me.
Yes!I thought, relieved the dream was shifting in my favor.
Roe’s hand moved up until he was cupping my breast. The feel of his thumb brushing over my nipple made me gasp.
Then I opened my eyes and the dream was gone. I let out a frustrated groan as I took in Roe’s pretty face sound asleep facing me. It was still dark out, but the TV was still on and gave the room enough light for me to be able to see.
Figuring it was still too early to get up, I wiggled my body a little to get more comfortable to fall back asleep. As I did, there was a grunt behind me. My eyes shot open, and I realized my dream might not have all been in my head. My butt was firmly pressed against someone and they were hard.
