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Authors: Synithia Williams
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“Cute?”
“Yeah…and sexy.” Aaron thought about Kacey’s slim figure with its perfect curves. “Definitely sexy.”
“Was she wild? I mean, did she do
everything
or did she hold back?”
She’d made him come twice before he was ready to, and ridden him like an expert. Aaron’s dick twitched at the memory.
Reggie chuckled. “You’re grinning again. She must have been good.”
Aaron rubbed his chest and nodded. “She was great.”
“Whoa, wait, hey!” A frantic female voice came from the door. “Umm, my bad, didn’t know you had company.”
Aaron recognized the voice and inwardly cursed.
Why, fate, why!
He and Reggie both turned, and Aaron’s heart plummeted to his feet. Kacey stood at the door, looking even more beautiful and desirable—in a green tank top and black shorts that stopped mid-thigh—than she had naked and in the bed with him that morning.
She smiled at Reggie. A stiff, brittle smile that meant she’d probably overheard some of their conversation. Damn! Now she’d think he’d spilled all her sexual secrets to her brother.
She held up a white plastic bag. “I brought you lunch.”
“Just in time.” Reggie stood and crossed the room.
Aaron coughed again and her dark eyes turned to him. Her eyes were cold.
Ah, damn, why does this shit happen to me?
“Kacey, come in and meet my friend Aaron Henderson.” Reggie pulled her into the office.
“Aaron, this is my sister, Peanut.”
“This is Peanut?” Aaron pointed to Kacey.
“Yep, all grown up, and she doesn’t like to go by Peanut anymore.”
Kacey grunted. “I never liked that nickname.”
“
Kacey
, this is my homeboy, Aaron.”
Aaron met her gaze. Her eyes widened slightly. A clear indication to keep his mouth shut. No problem there.
Kacey is Peanut?
The little sister Reggie was so proud of. The one in college, the one who was the polar opposite of his momma, the one Reggie bragged about constantly. Reggie’s favorite. The sister Reggie would break Aaron’s arms and legs over if he learned Aaron had spent the night before making love to her over and over again.
Chapter 8
With a quick flip of her wrist, Kacey snapped the blue cotton sheet over the bed in the above garage apartment. The force of the snap caused a notepad to fly off the nightstand on the opposite side. If only she could snap the sheet and make her brother fly away. Somewhere far, far away. How could he offer up the apartment without saying anything to her? And to his panties-collecting, got-a-girl-in-every-city, eyes-are-too-sexy-for-words college friend! Oh, she’d heard the stories of Aaron Henderson, in all their debauched details.
This was why she didn’t do one-night stands. Reckless behavior always came with a price.
She snapped the sheet again, and a low whistle followed the crisp snap. Swinging around, her body went into overdrive when her eyes met Casanova’s...er, Aaron’s.
“Are you trying to knock the lamp off the table too?” he asked, a cocky grin on his full lips.
“How long have you been watching me?”
“Long enough to tell something’s got you pissed.” He pushed away from the door and strolled over to the other side of the bed. “I’m curious to know what.”
She scoffed. “As if you didn’t know.”
He straightened the other end of the sheet. “Let me guess, you forgot to set the DVR and missed the season finale of your favorite show.” He tucked the sheet at the bottom of the bed.
Kacey cocked her head to the side and pulled on her end of the sheet. “No.”
“Okay, then maybe it’s because you finally came to terms with the fact that I was right about my calls on the best wrestlers of all time and you don’t want to admit it.”
“Hardly.” She tucked the end of the sheet. “And FYI, you’re still wrong on that.”
“Hmm, neither of those. Then it must be…” He hopped onto the bed and lay on his side facing her. Leaning his head on his hand, he grinned at her. “You’ve realized that a
“Yeah…and sexy.” Aaron thought about Kacey’s slim figure with its perfect curves. “Definitely sexy.”
“Was she wild? I mean, did she do
everything
or did she hold back?”
She’d made him come twice before he was ready to, and ridden him like an expert. Aaron’s dick twitched at the memory.
Reggie chuckled. “You’re grinning again. She must have been good.”
Aaron rubbed his chest and nodded. “She was great.”
“Whoa, wait, hey!” A frantic female voice came from the door. “Umm, my bad, didn’t know you had company.”
Aaron recognized the voice and inwardly cursed.
Why, fate, why!
He and Reggie both turned, and Aaron’s heart plummeted to his feet. Kacey stood at the door, looking even more beautiful and desirable—in a green tank top and black shorts that stopped mid-thigh—than she had naked and in the bed with him that morning.
She smiled at Reggie. A stiff, brittle smile that meant she’d probably overheard some of their conversation. Damn! Now she’d think he’d spilled all her sexual secrets to her brother.
She held up a white plastic bag. “I brought you lunch.”
“Just in time.” Reggie stood and crossed the room.
Aaron coughed again and her dark eyes turned to him. Her eyes were cold.
Ah, damn, why does this shit happen to me?
“Kacey, come in and meet my friend Aaron Henderson.” Reggie pulled her into the office.
“Aaron, this is my sister, Peanut.”
“This is Peanut?” Aaron pointed to Kacey.
“Yep, all grown up, and she doesn’t like to go by Peanut anymore.”
Kacey grunted. “I never liked that nickname.”
“
Kacey
, this is my homeboy, Aaron.”
Aaron met her gaze. Her eyes widened slightly. A clear indication to keep his mouth shut. No problem there.
Kacey is Peanut?
The little sister Reggie was so proud of. The one in college, the one who was the polar opposite of his momma, the one Reggie bragged about constantly. Reggie’s favorite. The sister Reggie would break Aaron’s arms and legs over if he learned Aaron had spent the night before making love to her over and over again.
Chapter 8
With a quick flip of her wrist, Kacey snapped the blue cotton sheet over the bed in the above garage apartment. The force of the snap caused a notepad to fly off the nightstand on the opposite side. If only she could snap the sheet and make her brother fly away. Somewhere far, far away. How could he offer up the apartment without saying anything to her? And to his panties-collecting, got-a-girl-in-every-city, eyes-are-too-sexy-for-words college friend! Oh, she’d heard the stories of Aaron Henderson, in all their debauched details.
This was why she didn’t do one-night stands. Reckless behavior always came with a price.
She snapped the sheet again, and a low whistle followed the crisp snap. Swinging around, her body went into overdrive when her eyes met Casanova’s...er, Aaron’s.
“Are you trying to knock the lamp off the table too?” he asked, a cocky grin on his full lips.
“How long have you been watching me?”
“Long enough to tell something’s got you pissed.” He pushed away from the door and strolled over to the other side of the bed. “I’m curious to know what.”
She scoffed. “As if you didn’t know.”
He straightened the other end of the sheet. “Let me guess, you forgot to set the DVR and missed the season finale of your favorite show.” He tucked the sheet at the bottom of the bed.
Kacey cocked her head to the side and pulled on her end of the sheet. “No.”
“Okay, then maybe it’s because you finally came to terms with the fact that I was right about my calls on the best wrestlers of all time and you don’t want to admit it.”
“Hardly.” She tucked the end of the sheet. “And FYI, you’re still wrong on that.”
“Hmm, neither of those. Then it must be…” He hopped onto the bed and lay on his side facing her. Leaning his head on his hand, he grinned at her. “You’ve realized that a
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