Page 204 of Wrong Pucking Jersey

“We’re coming. Need to make a pit stop.”

“Where?”

“The forest.”

“Should I even ask?”

“Nah,” I reply and laugh a little. “There’ll be photos. That’s all you need to worry about.”

“Alright,” Maddox doesn’t even seem concerned. “Hurry up. We have everything set up. Damien finished the deal.”

Excellent.

“Make sure she doesn’t catch on to what we’re planning.”

“My specialty,” I tease with confidence. “We’ll see you guys in a bit.”

“Cool. Bye.”

“They’re waiting for us?” Mikayla asks when I hang up.

“Yup.” I turn on the Jeep, and it roars to life. Putting my seatbelt on, I can’t help but take a moment to admire her. “Ready for a day of adventure?”

“As long as it’s filled with laughs, drinks, food, and loads of pictures, I’m down,” she exclaims.

“That and more, Sweet Mickey.”

A pit stop before our picnic surprise.

A Blessing And A Curse

~MIKAYLA~

“Now I feel like this is utterly embarrassing,” Ace shyly admits as he moves away from the open hood of the car after inspecting the engine for a third time.

“Why is it embarrassing?” I question as I continue taking photos of ‘mechanic Ace,’ who looks so fucking hot with his white sleeves rolled up to display his muscled biceps.

Your girl just had to be blessed with multiple love interests that enjoy the gym as much as I do, especially when it comes to weight training.

“I was bragging about my ride being all new, and here she is, having engine failure in the middle of the forest after our photoshoot,” Ace points out and looks my way to give me an apprehensive smile. “If it’s not due to overheating, I think I gotta call someone to come pick us up.”

“That’s okay,” I reply with a shrug. “You haven’t driven this car for a few years, right?”

“Yeah,” he admits as he stretches his arms upward.

I don’t hesitate to check him out, my eyes trailing down to see the way his shirt lifts while his shorts have dipped low enough to show hints of muscled V-line that dips to the ‘forbidden rod.’

God, imagine me being an author and calling one of my boyfriend’s cocks the forbidden rod? The BookTok community would ruin me.

“Like what you see?” I blink, only to realize Ace is now in front of me, giving me the full view of those forbidden lines while I remain crouched down with his camera in my hands.

I speak before I think.

“I do, but calling your cock the ‘forbidden rod’ would get me crucified on social media,” I sum up. “Particularly the Booktok community.”

Ace laughs hysterically, the mirthful sound echoing through the forest.

“For the girl who’s barely on social media, I’m surprisedly insulting the Book community with your unique cock terminology would bother you.”

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