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I opened the door, glaring at him. “That was not what we discussed.”
“You said to make it sound real. There’s only one way I know to do that.”
He offered me a hand to help me up from the floor, but there was no way I was taking that bacteria-ridden piece of flesh and putting it anywhere near my body. I stood on shaky legs, which would havemade sense if I’d just fucked two women. Instead, it was from lack of blood flow from the way I was sitting.
“Ladies, let me escort you out,” Brock said with all the charm of James Bond.
I followed behind them, unable to stay in my room with the disgusting display of passion. As I walked down the stairs, I saw Laura turn and give me a grin and wave, turning my stomach even further. She was fucking happy for me.
As for me, I was traumatized. I wasn’t sure I could ever look at Brock again without wanting to vomit. I’d seen way more of him than I ever wanted to.
“So, how’d it go?” Laura asked, her face brimming with happiness.
“It was…”
“That good, huh?”
I couldn’t look at her. The fact that she was so happy for me only made things worse. Then she finished it with the very thing that made my heart sink even deeper into my chest.
She punched me in the shoulder.
30
LAURA
There wasno way I was sleeping in that house tonight. How could I? I was insanely in like with Dash and he just brought two women home to fuck. I could hear them down here even with my earbuds in. And then to see Brock walk downstairs with them? What exactly were they doing up there? Whatever it was, it wasn’t for me. I was not into kinky shit like that. Any hopes I had of making things work with Dash flew out the window the minute he walked through the door.
And I had to pretend I was totally cool with it. I even gave him a thumbs up!
I made some excuse about going to meet Edith at the house and ran out of there as fast as I could. There was no way I’d be sleeping in the same bed as Dash. It was probably infected with cooties. I couldn’t stop the shudders of disgust that kept rolling down my spine every time I thought about what happened up there. What was I going to do now?
Maybe I’d just camp out in the new house. Sure, it wasn’t ready, but I could get a sleeping bag and be fine. Besides, it would be good for me to get away from Dash. I was becoming way too dependent on him. I loved the way he held me at night, and the way I woke up to himsniffing my hair. I thought it was a sign that he wanted me, but maybe I just really smelled. I’d have to change my shampoo and conditioner.
I pulled into the driveway and was a little surprised to find Edith’s car here. Maybe she was going over something with the contractor. I hurried to the door, knocking once before entering and calling out to her.
“Edith?”
I thought I heard her in the back, so I headed that way, only to be paralyzed in place by what I saw. Edith was on the counter, her legs wrapped around a man as he plowed into her. Her head was tossed back in pleasure and her shirt was missing, showing me something I thought I’d never have to see until she was old and living with me, and I had to take care of her.
“Ew!” I finally squealed when the shock wore off. I spun around, slamming into the door frame and knocking myself out. I fell to the floor, just conscious enough to catch myself before I knocked myself out a second time.
“Laura, what are you doing here?”
I looked up just in time to see Edith pulling her dress up over her breasts and the man she was with hiking his pants up. I shook my head, sure that I had a concussion and was imagining the whole thing. The man rushed over to me, holding out his hand, but I would rather stay on the floor forever than touch that man’s hand.
“I’ve got this.”
“Are you sure? You look like you hit your head pretty hard,” the man said, his voice low and sexy. Leave it to Edith to find a younger man that was insanely attractive and wanted to take her home and do unspeakable things to her.
“Definitely.”
I shoved to my feet, using the wall for balance. Lights flickered overhead, illuminating the space. I took my time admiring the construction in the recently gutted house. They’d come a long way in only a few weeks. I could see how beautiful it would be when it was done.
“Darling?” Edith smiled at me. “Aren’t you going to say something?”
“About the house? Absolutely. I love what they’re doing.”
“I meant about what you walked in on.”