Drunk Girl's Fantasies Bundle: 3 Short Story Collection (Restless, Reckless & Rowdy) (The Intoxicating Trio) by Lily Evans Page B
Authors: Lily Evans
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more step back pivoting to the girls with one of his devastatingly sexy smiles that has always made anyone caught in its path forget what they’re doing or where they’re going.
“Ladies.” He nods his head like guys do in that cocky manner like ‘hey’.
Hailie stares at Jake then makes a swiping motion with her hand near her mouth with raised brows.
My hands rest on my hips and watch the whole exchange with the hint of a smile on my lips as Jake rolls his eyes and swipes at his mouth with his forearm removing some of my red lipstick from his lips.
Oh well, time to move on, unfortunately Jake has other plans.
Twisting around, he leans over and brushes a hard kiss to my lips. Lifting his eyes that are glittering in a mysterious way he says in a low voice, “Not done by a long shot .” His deep voice pulls at me and I stare at him, our eyes locked.
He winks, turns, and saunters away in a loose jointed, sexy walk with three sets of eyes glued raptly to his hard ass.
Ashley sighs.
Hailie sighs.
I let out a groan. “Fuck,” I mutter under my breath.
“Damn right, chica,” Hailie throws in for good measure and Ashley seconds.
“Fuck”
***
“He hasn’t called,” I reply into the phone that I have propped between my ear and my shoulder as I make a sandwich for my lunch the very next day.
“It’s a lost cause.” I listen to her rant and rave rolling my eyes all the while. “So he kissed me.” Blah, blah, blah. “He didn’t want anything else. He was just fuckin’ with me.”
“I just know.” It’s kinda pissing me off, because I want more.
“I don’t want to talk to you anymore, Hailie.”
“No I’m not going anywhere; I have a date with my TV and my ham sandwich and chips.”
“No I didn’t forget the pickle.”
“If you would find your own man, you wouldn’t need to try and live vicariously through me.”
“No I didn’t mean that I have a man, I only meant…” I hate it when she interrupts me. “I’m hanging up now,” I drag out in a sing-songy voice.
“I’m really hanging up now.” I pause when I hear a knock on my door. “Someone’s at the door, I really am hanging up now, Hailie. Kisses.” After disconnecting the call, I immediately sit my plate down on the counter and walk to the front door.
Peeking out the peep hole to see who is on the other side I stop dead in my tracks and stop breathing. Not a figure of speech. I mean literally for about ten seconds I stop breathing. Fuck. I close my eyes finally taking a deep breath and count to ten. As I open them, I peek out again and my shoulders immediately droop. This is real. Of course it can’t be a dream and every butterfly in the world decides at that moment to migrate to my belly, their wings fluttering uncontrollably in my stomach at this very moment.
Glancing down at my gray, baggy as hell, sweatpants, white ribbed tank top, braless boobs, and bare feet. “Really,” I mutter, my eyes lift up staring at the ceiling. Can I get a fuckin’ break here!
After opening the door, I cross my arms over my chest but not before Jake gets an eyeful of puckered nipples.
He raises his eyes and I notice the all too obvious shit-eating grin. “Nice to see you too, Georgie.” He doesn’t even wait for me to invite him in, he just steps forward and walks me backwards until he’s able to kick back with his booted foot and close the door. The next thing I hear is the sound of the lock twisting.
“Um…”
His brow lifts. “Now we’re gonna talk, darlin’.”
“No need,” I huff.
“Oh there’s a need.”
“No there’s not,” I state. “Because I’ve changed my mind. Big waste of my time going to the track yesterday.” I turn and stomp back into the living room throwing myself onto my thick walnut leather chair and slam my heels down on the matching ottoman. My arms cross over my chest as a deep frown etches across my
“Ladies.” He nods his head like guys do in that cocky manner like ‘hey’.
Hailie stares at Jake then makes a swiping motion with her hand near her mouth with raised brows.
My hands rest on my hips and watch the whole exchange with the hint of a smile on my lips as Jake rolls his eyes and swipes at his mouth with his forearm removing some of my red lipstick from his lips.
Oh well, time to move on, unfortunately Jake has other plans.
Twisting around, he leans over and brushes a hard kiss to my lips. Lifting his eyes that are glittering in a mysterious way he says in a low voice, “Not done by a long shot .” His deep voice pulls at me and I stare at him, our eyes locked.
He winks, turns, and saunters away in a loose jointed, sexy walk with three sets of eyes glued raptly to his hard ass.
Ashley sighs.
Hailie sighs.
I let out a groan. “Fuck,” I mutter under my breath.
“Damn right, chica,” Hailie throws in for good measure and Ashley seconds.
“Fuck”
***
“He hasn’t called,” I reply into the phone that I have propped between my ear and my shoulder as I make a sandwich for my lunch the very next day.
“It’s a lost cause.” I listen to her rant and rave rolling my eyes all the while. “So he kissed me.” Blah, blah, blah. “He didn’t want anything else. He was just fuckin’ with me.”
“I just know.” It’s kinda pissing me off, because I want more.
“I don’t want to talk to you anymore, Hailie.”
“No I’m not going anywhere; I have a date with my TV and my ham sandwich and chips.”
“No I didn’t forget the pickle.”
“If you would find your own man, you wouldn’t need to try and live vicariously through me.”
“No I didn’t mean that I have a man, I only meant…” I hate it when she interrupts me. “I’m hanging up now,” I drag out in a sing-songy voice.
“I’m really hanging up now.” I pause when I hear a knock on my door. “Someone’s at the door, I really am hanging up now, Hailie. Kisses.” After disconnecting the call, I immediately sit my plate down on the counter and walk to the front door.
Peeking out the peep hole to see who is on the other side I stop dead in my tracks and stop breathing. Not a figure of speech. I mean literally for about ten seconds I stop breathing. Fuck. I close my eyes finally taking a deep breath and count to ten. As I open them, I peek out again and my shoulders immediately droop. This is real. Of course it can’t be a dream and every butterfly in the world decides at that moment to migrate to my belly, their wings fluttering uncontrollably in my stomach at this very moment.
Glancing down at my gray, baggy as hell, sweatpants, white ribbed tank top, braless boobs, and bare feet. “Really,” I mutter, my eyes lift up staring at the ceiling. Can I get a fuckin’ break here!
After opening the door, I cross my arms over my chest but not before Jake gets an eyeful of puckered nipples.
He raises his eyes and I notice the all too obvious shit-eating grin. “Nice to see you too, Georgie.” He doesn’t even wait for me to invite him in, he just steps forward and walks me backwards until he’s able to kick back with his booted foot and close the door. The next thing I hear is the sound of the lock twisting.
“Um…”
His brow lifts. “Now we’re gonna talk, darlin’.”
“No need,” I huff.
“Oh there’s a need.”
“No there’s not,” I state. “Because I’ve changed my mind. Big waste of my time going to the track yesterday.” I turn and stomp back into the living room throwing myself onto my thick walnut leather chair and slam my heels down on the matching ottoman. My arms cross over my chest as a deep frown etches across my
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