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“Easy babe,” Hunter pulled me into his chest from behind, his big arms protectively going around me. Brandi’s eyes darted back and forth as the line cleared paving the way for her to head inside.
“Just go,” I mouthed. Tank had Brandi, not letting her go into the ladies’ alone.
“What’s going on?”
“Your girl is a lying slut.”
“Hello, my name is Mirror. You must be looking at your own reflection.” Snickers erupted around as. “Let’s go, babe.”
Taking me by the hand he pulled me behind his back before turning back to blonde bitch and her girls. “Your boy had her pinned against the tree trying to rip her shirt off while she was yelling for him to get off her. You’re lucky she didn’t press charges.”
“And you’re lucky he didn’t.”
“Keep him away from her. Do yourself a favor and ditch him too.”
“Savvy, baby, I can’t leave you for three minutes and trouble finds you,” his lips brush against my ear, causing my heart to beat all kind of crazy.
I stop in the midst of honking horns, kids spilling popcorn as they run, and groups of haters watching the two of us.
Some with envy.
I don’t care if they stare or decide to take videos to watch later.
On my tiptoes I go, brushing my lips against his. ‘Thanks, babe.” My palms lands on his firm ass with a loud smack. The look in his dark eyes promise payback.
But hey, I had to keep the big hero in check. I’m an independent woman who can handle my own shit.
Most of the time anyway.
‘Thanks, I had fun tonight.”
“I bet you did,” Brandi snickered.
“Shut up you slut.”
“Hoe.” I unclicked my seatbelt; tried crawling over to get to her, my hand going for her fake hair.
“Easy!” Tank, pushes me back.
“Relax, we were just fucking around. Thanks for the ride.”
Hunter didn’t say a word as he shut off the engine. I rolled my eyes. “Not again.”
“But we stocked you up with food. I’m hungry.”
“You’re always hungry,” Hunter replied climbing out.
And just like that, I found myself with a house full of company for the second night in a row.
After the four of us split two bottles of wine and polished off the cheese platter Tank put together, I announced I was going to bed.
“Correction. We are going to bed,” Hunter announced, following me up the stairs. My palms sweat with each step I take. “You can have the bathroom first.”
“It’s my house. Of course I’m going first. You… are going back down to the couch.”
“Scared of my mad love making skills?”
“Ugh, I’m so no sleeping with you.”