Page 37 of Girls Night
He jerks his head toward the bed where Daniela and Inez are still on their backs.
“Pick one.”
I don’t understand what he wants me to say right now since I wasn’t aware that I should have been keeping a scorecard.
As I walk back toward the girls, I maintain eye contact with him. I can see the grin spreading across his lips, and I can’t help but smile in return.
This one is different.
He’s dangerous and doesn’t attempt to hide it.
Once I’m at the foot of the bed, I tilt my head to the left and look at the twins again. Neither of them seems to be aware of how they’re being judged right now. Especially not since Daniela has pulled her sister close and started to play with her clit.
It’s all for show, though.
I know I fucked them both to the point of exhaustion, and she makes my decision easy.
“That one,” I say, nodding at Inez.
El Gringo moves quickly as he walks by me, pulls Inez out of her sister’s arms, and hoists her over his shoulder.
“What are you doing?” I ask him as I place my hands on my hips.
“Making sure that you keep your promise,” he replies with a shrug. “If this one is your favorite, then you’ll come looking for her.”
I turn my face away for a moment, trying to figure out what his game is until he steps closer to me and leans down into my face.
“Now,you’ll see me around,” he states in a low, thick tone.
I look up into the eyes that I envy so much and hold them for a moment. He takes a step back, smacks Inez’s ass, and I shake my head as a smile begins to form on my face.
“Be nice to her,” I say, taking a step toward him and running a hand gently over the flesh he left his handprint on. “I don’t want that pussy bruised when I find you again.”
“Then you’d better move fast.”
Before I can say anything else, he brushes by me with the girl. I catch a glimpse of the look on her face and almost feel bad when I can see how excited she is.
Maybe this is the first time someone has picked her over her sister.
“Hey,” he calls to me when he reaches the door.
I turn to face him and arch an eyebrow.
He uses his thumb to wipe away a new bead of blood that drips from his nose before he inhales deeply and grins.
“To us.”
And a moment later, he’s gone.
