Page 80 of Until Landon
Of course he made me the little bro.
“I see the resemblance. Definitely.”
There are zero things about our faces that look alike. Nothing. But it doesn’t matter.
“Are you guys models?”
Is she serious?
“Bing’s done some, but not me.”
God, it’s catchy.
“You’re good looking enough,” M says, smiling sweetly.
Everybody’s happy. Egos are stroked. Bullshit accepted. Bing has his wish granted when the cameltoe blonde makes certain he notices the upper half too.
“We are so sick of the sun. I need to shower off this sticky sunblock and have something to drink.”
The path her hand takes, over her shoulder and chest, is with purpose. She knows what she’s doing. So what? Bing gets a look on his face I recognize. His dick is being highjacked. The player’s being played and he likes the game. There’s no going back now.
“We have a big shower at the house. You girls could use it if you want, right, Hunter?”
“Kylie and I shower together, so we’d be in and out in no time.”
He will murder me in my sleep if I say any other word but ‘yes’. Why would I? No one will ever know.
“Yeah. We’ll make something to eat afterwards. There’s not much in the refrigerator, but we can put something together.”
“Great!” Kylie says, jumping up. “I’m really starved.”
“Do you have anything to drink there? Like tequila? That’s my fav,” M says.
Oh oh. The red flag warning waves in my brain for a fraction of a second, before I bury the motherfucker.
“Maybe. I’ll look when we get there. The people who own the place have boxes all around, so we don’t know what’s there or not. They’re packing for the move to their new place.”
That was pretty good.
“Well, you can always buy some,” M says. “If you wanted.”
Bing sends me a message with his eyes that says to abort that idea. We can’t show our ID’s to anyone. Shit.
Kylie digs in her bag and brings out a flask.
“Worst comes to worst, I have a little something.”
“Awesome!” Bing says.
“I’m sure we will find something at the house. The owner said we could use whatever we need,” I add like a big shot.
Crap. I’m getting in deeper. M must like the plan, because she leans over and kisses me on the cheek. A firm nipple poking through the bikini top brushes against my arm. Damn.
“What are we waiting for, ladies? Let’s go!”
Bing and I are up and grabbing stuff before the girls change their minds. This will go down as a night we never forget. I feel it. It’s gonna be epic. Nothing to be worried about. Nothing at all.
“Hunter! Wake up, dude!”
