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Chapter Eleven
Brett
The last few weeks, I’ll admit have been pretty fucking awesome. I’ve had more fun with Eva than I can remember. We hang out laughing, having a good time, and end up fucking at the end of the night. We’ve still tried the wingman thing, but it just hasn’t worked. Which is fine because she’s so much hotter than any of the chicks I see. And the sex, holy fuck. This friends with benefits thing was a great idea.
Running my hands through my dark hair, I shove my wallet in my back pocket and drive over to my buddy Dave’s. They’ve all been up my ass about not hanging out, so I figured I’d stop by tonight. Parking in front of his house, I walk around to the backyard, knowing they will be out there drinking.
Sure enough, on a wooden deck with a cooler of beer, they laugh as they see me walk up.
“Holy shit, look who’s here,” Dave says, tilting his beer at me as a salute.
“Yeah, I figured you assholes could use a little fun.”
James tosses me a beer and I crack it open. “What’s new with Asher? Haven’t seen him around in a while,” James asks.
I sit down and kick my feet up on the wood rail of the deck in front of me. “Last I heard he was running around the house looking for his balls. Payton likes to play hide and seek with them.”
“He’s in love you douche. They just want to spend some time with just them,” Dave says back, running a hand over his clean-shaven face.
“Thanks for explaining that to me. Makes me want to run out and find someone to hang onto my balls.”
The next few hours we sit around bullshitting and drinking as the sun goes down. It’s been awhile since I’ve had a night with just the guys. It makes me realize that since Eva came into my life I haven’t done anything but hang out with her. We go out drinking, watch movies, go out to eat. It’s weird and if I’m being honest I don’t understand it. I just know I fucking like being around her.
My phone vibrates in my pocket and I pull it out. I swipe the screen and see a text from the one person I wish I was with instead of these guys. Don’t get me wrong, James and Dave are cool dudes, but I really wish Eva was here on my lap instead.
Eva: Hey.
Me: What’s up?
Eva: Nothing, how’s guys night?
Me: It’d be more fun if you were here.
Eva: Oh you’re still there. Go talk to your friends.
Me: I’d rather be talking to you.
Eva: Obviously, I’m much sexier than your friends.
I grin typing back.
Me: Fuck yeah you are. If you were here right now I’d show you just how sexy you are.
Eva: How would you do that Brett?
Me: Oh Eva, you want to take it there, huh?
Eva: You’re with your friends.
Me: Makes it hotter.
Eva: Yeah it does actually.
Me: Take off all your clothes and get on your bed.
Waiting for her reply, I have Dave toss me another beer as I lean back in my chair, spreading my thighs a bit. I’m going to need something to keep from busting a nut when I make her come.
“Damn Brett, who the hell are you talking to?” James asks, staring at me with his big, brown eyes.
