Page 24 of Fragile Hearts (Hibiscus Hearts #3)

I burst out laughing, shaking my head at Daisy’s comment. “We’re better than cute, Daze,” I say, kissing Sloane once more before grabbing some dinner.

Daisy grins as I take a seat at the table with them. “So, tell me about the weekend,” she asks, smirking at us. “Don’t spare any details.”

Chuckling, I glance at Sloane, who is smiling, before turning back to Daisy. “Like I said, it was epic. What’s been happening with you?”

Daisy rolls her eyes at my answer, spooning some rice into her mouth as she sighs and says, “Yeah, really detailed answer there, Owen. Thanks.”

I grin, throwing an arm around Sloane’s shoulder. “What exactly do you want to know?”

Daisy turns to Sloane, an evil smirk on her face as she waves her fork at me and says, “Soooo, does this mean you’ve actually got a visual on the twelve-inch dick? Maybe tried it out even?”

“Oh my god,” Sloane says, burying her face in her hands. “Daisy!”

I chuckle, shaking my head as I say, “Daze, what the fuck?”

“I remember that day at school, Owen, the stupid bet you and Miles had. We all saw it, and well, rumor has it...” She trails off, her brows lifting as she looks at me.

“Seriously,” I mutter, shaking my head at her.

“Seriously,” she says with a nod before turning to Sloane. “So, verdict. Is it...?” She holds up her hands, maybe eight or so inches apart before slowly pulling them wider as she waits for Sloane’s confirmation.

“Daisy!” Sloane squeals, her cheeks flushing a little.

“Oh, I know,” Daisy suddenly says, jumping in her chair. “We should totally watch Boogie Nights. Maybe you can check out Dirk Diggler’s for a visual and see how it compares. That’s the level of detail I need here.”

Sloane groans, half laughing as she falls into my side. “Help me,” she pleads.

“Come on, Sloane,” Daisy says, laughing. “I only saw him in a pair of Speedos. I just need to know if it lives up to the hype.”

I snort out a laugh, tightening my arm around Sloane’s shoulders.

“Oh, it lives up to the hype, Daze. Don’t you worry about that.

” Daisy looks pointedly at Sloane, whose blush is only getting darker as she tries not to laugh, her hands on her cheeks, her head on my shoulder.

I can’t resist leaning in, pressing a kiss behind her ear as I whisper, “There’s that blush I love. ”

Sloane grins, glancing up at me as she says, “Not helping.”

I laugh as Daisy squeals, clapping her hands together as she says, “We’re totally watching it.”

“In that case,” I say, dropping a quick kiss on Sloane’s lips. “I’m totally out of here. Enjoy your dick movie, ladies. Babe, love you,” I add, giving Sloane another kiss.

“Ahhhh, so freaking cute!” Daisy shouts as I stand from the table, taking my bowl with me as I head out to the back deck.

“Way more than cute, Daze,” I call, pulling my phone from my pocket.

I pull up the group chat I have going with the guys, knowing I’m going to need to get the hell out of here if those two are seriously thinking about watching that movie and making comparisons with my dick.

I already know I don’t have a twelve-inch dick, and while I am totally fine with that, I am not about to discuss it with Daze.

Or anyone really, besides Sloane.

Me: Anyone up for a drink?

Kai: Yep, me and Miles are in. Where?

Flynn: Sorry guys. Still on Oahu. Me and Alana head to Cali tomoz. Catch up when we get back next week?

Me: Dude, EPIC surf at Pipe Masters on the weekend. Must have felt so good??

We only caught bits of the Pipe Masters during our weekend on Lanai, but we managed to see the finals, and both Sloane and I had been beyond excited when Flynn had placed second. Given the years he took off surfing after his accident, it was an epic comeback.

Alana getting another third place had made the whole thing even sweeter, and we’d sent them both a bunch of congratulatory texts.

Flynn: Yeah, was fucking awesome. Felt so good being back out there.

Me: I’ll bet.

Nate: Your board looked pretty sweet too

Flynn: 100%...anyway, gotta go, see you guys later.

Me: Later. Nate you up for a drink?

Nate: Sorry guys can’t, busy with Sage.

Kai: Hitting up the shower...again?

Nate:

Me: LOL, ok, just us then – I’ll swing by your place yeah...Daisy is over here.

Miles: Yes, come here.

I finish up my dinner, heading back inside to say goodbye. The girls are already in the living room, on the couch with Mochi between them as Daisy scrolls through the TV looking for the movie.

“I’m heading over to see Kai and Miles. Be back later,” I say, leaning over the back of the couch, my hand cradling Sloane’s chin. “You good?”

“Ah, found it!” Daisy squeals.

Sloane rolls her eyes, smiling as she says, “Yeah, I’m good.”

Chuckling, I drop a soft kiss on her lips. “Enjoy your movie, ladies. Babe, I’ll give you the real thing when I get home, okay?” I tease, giving her a wink as I stand.

Daisy bursts out laughing as Sloane smiles, shaking her head at me.

I walk over to the house Miles and Kai share, which is only a block away from our place. I don’t bother knocking as I walk in to find the two of them on the couch, a beer already waiting for me.

“Boys,” I say, slapping the hand they both hold up as I grab the beer and flop onto the couch.

“Dude, what’s up? How was your dirty weekend away?” Kai asks, a huge grin on his face.

Chuckling, I shake my head as I take a long pull of my beer. “Weekend was awesome.”

Kai laughs. “So what, you guys are together now?”

“We were together before we went away,” I tell him.

He smirks now as he glances over at his brother before turning back to me. “But you sealed the deal this weekend, am I right?”

“Holy fuck,” I say, exhaling a laugh. “Why the hell is everyone so obsessed with my sex life? Fucking Daze is all over there telling Sloane they should watch Boogie Nights because of my supposed twelve-inch dick, and now you’re asking me this.”

“Twelve-inch dick,” Kai says with a laugh at the same time as Miles says, “Daisy hasn’t seen your dick.”

I turn to him, shaking my head. “No, she hasn’t. But thanks to that fucking bet in high school, that’s the rumor that’s been going around.”

“Worse things they could be saying about you,” Kai says with a laugh as he props his feet on the coffee table.

“How is Daisy?” Miles asks, and when I glance over, I see that same sad look on his face every time he mentions her name.

Shrugging, I reply, “I don’t know, she seems good, same as always.”

“Bro, maybe you gotta take a leaf out of twelve-inch dick boy’s book and actually try letting her know how you feel about her,” Kai says, leaning forward as he looks at his younger brother.

I flip Kai off as Miles says, “I don’t feel anything.”

Kai and I both scoff as Kai says, “Now that’s a bunch of bullshit. You fucking love her. You always have. Things got fucked up between you two, and it’s high time you fixed it.”

“It wasn’t just me that broke things,” Miles says sullenly.

Kai groans. “Dude, fuck, for the last time, Isaac is a dick, and we all wanna punch him in the face. But the longer you let Daze hang out with him, the worse it’s gonna be.

Shit, one day the asshat might wake up and actually start legit caring about her, and then where will you be?

” he asks. “I’ll tell you, you’ll be well and truly fucked,” he adds.

“The past is the past, bro. Now is the time to focus on.”

I raise a brow at Kai, impressed at this pretty solid advice he’s giving his brother. Kai nods, giving me a cheeky grin.

“You know he’s right,” I say, turning back to Miles.

Miles blows out a breath, taking a long swig of his beer as he shoves a hand through his hair.

“For real, bro,” Kai now says, suddenly serious. “Are you still in love with her?”

We both watch as Miles sits at the end of the couch, not saying anything as he drinks his beer, his eyes firmly glued to the TV. Eventually, he gives the tiniest of nods as he says, “I never stopped.”

“Well, halle-fucking-lujah,” Kai shouts, both arms raised. “So now, you tell her that.”

Miles looks over. “And how am I supposed to do that when she’s seeing that fucking asshole?”

Miles never refers to Isaac by his name, always as “that fucking asshole”.

Considering the guy was pretty much one of his closest friends before he moved in on Daisy, I kind of get it.

None of us actually like him anymore, not just because of what he did to Miles, but also what he continues to do to Daisy.

Dude’s a dick to her, and for whatever reason, she just keeps going back to him.

Kai grins, tipping his chin at his brother. “You should write her a song. Something sappy and romantic and shit, and then sing it to her in front of everyone.”

“Daisy would fucking hate that,” Miles scoffs.

“It would make a statement though,” Kai says.

“Whatever,” Miles says, rolling his eyes. “Can we change the subject?”

“Whatever,” his brother mocks back. “You’re the one who brought her up.”

When I get home, it’s late, and I’m a little buzzed on the beers we had. I glance in Sloane’s bedroom, but she isn’t there, so I walk down to mine, smiling when I see both her and Mochi curled up and fast asleep. I fucking love that she’s come to my bed. I want her in here all the time.

“Come on, dude,” I whisper, picking Mochi up and walking him over to the bed he now has in the corner of my room. He gives me a look that makes me laugh. “You know the rules. You’re in here when we’re in there,” I tell him, and behind me, I hear Sloane giggle.

“Are you trying to reason with him?”

Grinning, I turn, pulling my T-shirt off before shoving my shorts and briefs down my legs. I walk over to the bed, naked, loving the way Sloane watches me as I throw back the covers and crawl over her, pushing her tank up to press a kiss to her stomach before I rest my head on her chest.

“You talk to him all the time, babe.”

Sloane’s fingers start to move through my hair, and I smile, closing my eyes at her touch. “Maybe.”

“You do,” I reply, sliding my hand up to cup her breast. “How was the rest of your night?”

Sloane laughs. “Oh god, a million questions from Daisy. She actually paused at the scene where Mark Wahlberg pulls his dick out to ask me for an inch-by-inch comparison.”

Grinning, I lift my head, my eyes meeting hers. “And?”

She smirks now, her fingers brushing the hair back from my face. “I told her there was no comparison because yours was fucking perfect.”

I burst out laughing, sliding up her body to press a kiss to her lips. “Perfect, huh?” I whisper.

“Mmm hmm,” she murmurs.

“So,” I start, pushing her tank the rest of the way up and over her head before I throw it on the floor, “you wanna take a ride on my perfect dick?”

She smiles, a playful look in her eyes as she says, “I could be tempted, yeah.”

“Tempted,” I say with a laugh as I slide my hand lower, pushing her panties down her legs. “You know you may as well just come to bed naked, babe. It’s how we always end up.”

“This is true,” she says, grinning, her bottom lip between her teeth as she shuffles her panties off.

“And,” I whisper, moving so I’m lying on top of her, my hips falling between her legs so my dick is pressed against her, “I think you should also move all your stuff in here too,” I add, flicking my eyes around the room. “Or I can move to yours if you prefer.”

Sloane’s eyes widen at my suggestion. “You want to live together?”

Chuckling, I kiss her again, slowly sliding my hand up the side of her body, over her thigh, her hip and to her breast. “We already live together, babe,” I tell her, shifting a little so the tip of my dick is pressed against her pussy.

I can feel how wet she is. “What I want is to know I’m coming to bed with you every night. ”

She gasps as I slide an inch or so in, moving her hips in frustration when I don’t go any deeper. “You do come to bed with me every night,” she breathes out.

I pinch her nipple, my thumb brushing over the hardened peak as I lower my mouth to hers, kissing her deeply as I push another inch inside her. “I know, but I want you in my bed, Sloane. For real, for always.”

I sink another inch deeper as Sloane’s breathing starts to grow ragged, her hand moving to my ass as she tries to push me deeper. I resist though, despite every cell in my body screaming at me to just bury myself inside her.

“Will you move in here?” I ask, sinking in another inch.

“Owen, fuck,” she breathes out, and I can’t help but smile.

“I am gonna fuck you, gorgeous. But first, I want an answer to my question.”

Sloane’s eyes open, her gaze finding mine as she smirks up at me. “So now you’re using this perfect dick of yours against me?”

Grinning, I give her another kiss as I sink further inside her. “I’m gonna use this perfect dick to make you come as soon as you give me an answer.”

She huffs out a laugh, shaking her head as she grabs my ass with both hands and says, “Yes,” before pulling me all the way inside.

“Good girl,” I whisper before kissing her hard.