bite she says, “That was hot.”
“You better be talking about that pizza you just stuck in your mouth.”
She shakes her head, then nods toward my bedroom, still grinning like the fucking Cheshire cat. I’m gonna beat her. I take one of the pizza boxes and carry it to the front door. “Night, Lexi.”
She laughs, and with an eye roll says. “Oh hell, Brenna, I went to the bathroom, and I only saw him lift you, and your legs go around his waist. Calm yourself.”
She stands and walks to the door, placing a big, smacking kiss on my cheek as she passes by.
I let out a laugh as I shut the door behind her. Leaning against the wood, I close my eyes and take a deep breath, blowing it out slowly. When I open my eyes, Tucker is standing in right front of me.
Chapter Eleven
Tucker
I sit on the edge of Brenna’s bed. No way am I going out there in front of Lexi with an erection. I hadn’t intended to take things so far just yet. I need to make Brenna mine, but not till she’s ready for more. I want forever with her, not just this weekend.
I can hear her talking with Lexi but can’t make out their words. Whatever they are doing, Lexi is laughing. The door closes and I hear silence. I guess Lexi went home. Taking a deep breath and slowly releasing it, I stand up to head into the living room.
Brenna is leaning back on the door with her eye s closed. I step as lightly as possible, which isn’t really easy when you’re my size; a little over six foot two inches tall, and weigh two hundred pounds. I stop in front of her, just as her eyes open. I can see in her eyes that she wants me as much as I want her. I just need to know that it’s more than physical.
“Hi, ” Brenna says shyly, slightly blushing.
“Hi.” I step forward and run my fingers across her cheeks.
I should have known she’d be a little embarrassed . This is new territory for us. Before today we had held hands, hugged, and kissed, but nothing more. She was too young back then, and by the time she was old enough to want more, Wesley entered the picture.
I grit my teeth at this thought . We must have this conversation, and I’m not sure how she’s going to react. Taking her hand in mine, I lead her to the couch where I take a seat and guide her down beside me.
She asks, “Do you wanna watch some TV while we eat or would you rather just talk?”
“Depends on what we’re gonna talk about.”
“Wesley,” she says softly.
“Oh.” If I hadn’t been sitting so close to her I wouldn’t have heard her response.
“I guess we could eat and talk. You want something cold to drink?”
“That’d be great . Thanks.”
Brenna stands and watch her backside as she makes her way to the kitchen. What can I say? She has a great ass and I’m a guy.
A few minutes later she enters the room, giving me a big smile. Then she takes her seat beside me again.
This really isn’t a conversation I want to have with her, but I need to make sure he is finally out of her life. She needs to know about all the things he told me while they were tog ether. He’s such a dick. I’ll never figure out what she saw in him.
I say, “I know what Wesley told me, but I want to know your version of those two years.”
“Okay , I guess I’ll start at the beginning. I met Wesley on my sixteenth birthday. I rode to the Shell station with Angie, you probably don’t know her, but she was at my party and didn’t want to ride alone. Anyway, he was in the parking lot talking to another guy and was just watching me. When we came back outside and Angie said my name, his friend hollered ‘Hey are you Brenna James?’ I nodded my head at them and Wesley walked over.”
Grinding my teeth hard I knew that fucker lied to me.
She continued, “He introduced himself and we stood there and talked for about thirty minutes or so before he asked me out. I agreed. We exchanged numbers and then a few weeks later we started dating. I didn’t know y’all were friends
“You better be talking about that pizza you just stuck in your mouth.”
She shakes her head, then nods toward my bedroom, still grinning like the fucking Cheshire cat. I’m gonna beat her. I take one of the pizza boxes and carry it to the front door. “Night, Lexi.”
She laughs, and with an eye roll says. “Oh hell, Brenna, I went to the bathroom, and I only saw him lift you, and your legs go around his waist. Calm yourself.”
She stands and walks to the door, placing a big, smacking kiss on my cheek as she passes by.
I let out a laugh as I shut the door behind her. Leaning against the wood, I close my eyes and take a deep breath, blowing it out slowly. When I open my eyes, Tucker is standing in right front of me.
Chapter Eleven
Tucker
I sit on the edge of Brenna’s bed. No way am I going out there in front of Lexi with an erection. I hadn’t intended to take things so far just yet. I need to make Brenna mine, but not till she’s ready for more. I want forever with her, not just this weekend.
I can hear her talking with Lexi but can’t make out their words. Whatever they are doing, Lexi is laughing. The door closes and I hear silence. I guess Lexi went home. Taking a deep breath and slowly releasing it, I stand up to head into the living room.
Brenna is leaning back on the door with her eye s closed. I step as lightly as possible, which isn’t really easy when you’re my size; a little over six foot two inches tall, and weigh two hundred pounds. I stop in front of her, just as her eyes open. I can see in her eyes that she wants me as much as I want her. I just need to know that it’s more than physical.
“Hi, ” Brenna says shyly, slightly blushing.
“Hi.” I step forward and run my fingers across her cheeks.
I should have known she’d be a little embarrassed . This is new territory for us. Before today we had held hands, hugged, and kissed, but nothing more. She was too young back then, and by the time she was old enough to want more, Wesley entered the picture.
I grit my teeth at this thought . We must have this conversation, and I’m not sure how she’s going to react. Taking her hand in mine, I lead her to the couch where I take a seat and guide her down beside me.
She asks, “Do you wanna watch some TV while we eat or would you rather just talk?”
“Depends on what we’re gonna talk about.”
“Wesley,” she says softly.
“Oh.” If I hadn’t been sitting so close to her I wouldn’t have heard her response.
“I guess we could eat and talk. You want something cold to drink?”
“That’d be great . Thanks.”
Brenna stands and watch her backside as she makes her way to the kitchen. What can I say? She has a great ass and I’m a guy.
A few minutes later she enters the room, giving me a big smile. Then she takes her seat beside me again.
This really isn’t a conversation I want to have with her, but I need to make sure he is finally out of her life. She needs to know about all the things he told me while they were tog ether. He’s such a dick. I’ll never figure out what she saw in him.
I say, “I know what Wesley told me, but I want to know your version of those two years.”
“Okay , I guess I’ll start at the beginning. I met Wesley on my sixteenth birthday. I rode to the Shell station with Angie, you probably don’t know her, but she was at my party and didn’t want to ride alone. Anyway, he was in the parking lot talking to another guy and was just watching me. When we came back outside and Angie said my name, his friend hollered ‘Hey are you Brenna James?’ I nodded my head at them and Wesley walked over.”
Grinding my teeth hard I knew that fucker lied to me.
She continued, “He introduced himself and we stood there and talked for about thirty minutes or so before he asked me out. I agreed. We exchanged numbers and then a few weeks later we started dating. I didn’t know y’all were friends
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