Page 31 of Indecent Lies

“She’s cute,” Snake smirked looking his way, his hands shoved deep into his jeans pockets, rocking back on his biker boots. Texas recognized the look on his face.

He’d seen it often enough when he was about to rip into a brother for liking a chick.

Texas cut him off before he got revved up because once he got going, there was no stopping Snake. He wasn’t known for being the joker for nothing.

“She is, and there’s nothing between us, so drop it.”

“Me thinks you protest too much. You’ve never had a chick living with you. Hell, did you even let them stay overnight?”

“It’s nothing. She was in trouble, I helped her out. That’s it.”

“That whole buying her shit, that was fucking hot, got a little tingle over it. Don’t tell my Winter I said so.”

Fucks sake, it had been hot, the bold way she announced it too, like she was proud to belong to him.

Not that he was admitting shit to anyone, least of all Snake or Poppy herself.

Reloading his brush, he started painting the last wall.

He couldn’t avoid her forever, and that’s what all these projects were for.

“You gonna keep her, seeing as you bought her?” Snake kept right on ribbing him. “She’s got stars in her eyes for you, Tex.”

Yeah, he knew that. She didn’t hide it well.

Before he took her up on her silent, little girl offer and mounted her down to the floor.

Already he hungered for that fucking mouth.

The one she kept bare other than the tube of cherry balm she slathered on them making them all glossy and inviting.

“She was engaged, Snake. I’m not poaching on someone’s turf; she’s going back soon. Not that I’m interested.” Fuck.

Snake just barked a laugh.

“She doesn’t look very engaged to me. Not the way her eyeballs slop you up like biscuits and gravy.”

He kept his own eyeballs on the wall in front of him, turning the color from garish butter to brilliant white.

He’d have to be a corpse in the ground being eaten by the worms not to notice her eyes following wherever he went. It was like being transported back years ago with a gapped tooth kid following in his shadow.

Only now it was a whole fucking lot hotter.

Never in his life had Texas needed to jerk off twice in the shower just so he could face a woman without a risk of sporting wood.

Never in his life did he lie awake on the sofa while he listened to a woman roll around his bed in the other room and wish like hell he could crawl in there with her.

The attraction came faster than he realized and now with every breath he took inside his own apartment, she was there, soaking his lungs in that sweet stuff she slathered herself in. He knew this because she did it on the couch, one bare leg up on the foot stool, she went up and down with the lotion like a damn sex show.

Turning him on hard enough that Texas had to rush off to the bathroom and take his own dick in his hand to calm the fuck down.

This was not good.

He thought she was cute that first day. Worried about her state of mind.

And then the shit just exploded in his gut.

Now he was lost in what to do about it.