bare belly. “Look at this! I shouldn’t have put whipped cream on my waffles. Now we know what I’ll look like three months after Alex knocks me up.”
Sunny pops out of the water, catching only the end of the comment. “You’re pregnant?”
“What? God, no! I’m not having Alex’s pretty little babies. Not yet, anyway. First we have to do the wedding thing. Then I need to be a wife for a while. Then babies. In that order. With years between all those things.” She pushes her stomach out further. “I’m just pointing out how much stress this damn engagement party is causing. Now I’m sporting this gross dairy belly.”
Charlene pats Violet’s tummy, and Violet pushes her in the water, but not before she seizes Violet’s hand and yanks her in too. Before I get in, I hit the pool house and grab a bunch of noodles so we can float. I drop my robe on a chair with one of those heating lamps beside it, then sit down on the edge of the pool.
“Seriously. How is this fair?” Violet motions to me.
“How is what fair?” I look down at myself.
“You ate just as much as me. Where’s your food baby?”
I run a hand self-consciously over my tummy. “Food baby?”
“Yeah. Food baby. You don’t have one.”
“Um … ”
“Don’t listen to her. She’s bitchy because of the engagement party.”
“And Alex wouldn’t put out last night. Don’t forget that part.” Violet swims over to take a pool noodle. Except she stops right in front of me and grabs my knees. “Holy shit!” She wrenches them apart. “Is that a hickey?”
High up on the inside of my thigh is a large reddish-purple mark. I totally would have brought my bathing suit with the skirt if I’d been thinking. “It’s a bruise.” Made by Randy’s mouth.
“Liar!” Violet sticks her head between my legs and pokes at it. “That’s totally a hickey! Did Balls lick your beaver? Did you let Balls ball you?”
“Oh my God! You’re the worst!” I’m laughing even though I’m embarrassed, because Violet is the most ridiculous human in the world. I put a hand on her forehead, intending to push her away.
“Uh, Violet?” Alex’s deep voice makes us both turn.
Darren’s hands are tucked into his pockets, and he’s wearing a secret smile. He looks over at Charlene and raises an eyebrow. She does the same in return. What is that about?
Miller’s expression is priceless. His mouth is hanging open. “What the shit do you girls do when we’re not around?”
“Stop being a pervert, Buck! She has a h—”
I clamp a hand over Violet’s mouth.
“I can’t watch this. I feel dirty right now. I’m waiting in the car.” Miller turns around and walks back into the house.
“Baby, c’mere.” Alex crooks a finger and beckons her over.
Violet doggy-paddles to him, and Alex crouches to meet her. His eyes immediately dropping to her floating boobs. His gaze shifts back up. “Is there anything you feel you need to tell me?”
“About what?”
“I don’t know; maybe you did some experimenting in college?”
“Oh my God, you’re as bad as Buck! Lily has a hickey! Near her beaver!”
“It’s a bruise!”
Violet looks over her shoulder at me. “Fine. It’s a bruise. Made by Balls’ balls slapping on your thighs!”
Alex glances in my direction, his brow furrowed. I take the opportunity to slip into the water and avoid looking at him. I don’t need him to know anything about what did or didn’t happen with Randy’s balls.
Charlene comes to my rescue. “Don’t listen to her, Alex. She’s giving Lily the gears. And she likes to say balls, although I’m sure you’re familiar with her mouth. On yours.”
“Nice, Char.” Violet turns back to Alex. “Gimme kisses and then go hit some balls with sticks with fat heads.”
Alex puts his hands under her arms and lifts her out of the water to her waist. It’s impressive. He whispers something to her.
“You can slide your monster cock between them later if you pet my
Sunny pops out of the water, catching only the end of the comment. “You’re pregnant?”
“What? God, no! I’m not having Alex’s pretty little babies. Not yet, anyway. First we have to do the wedding thing. Then I need to be a wife for a while. Then babies. In that order. With years between all those things.” She pushes her stomach out further. “I’m just pointing out how much stress this damn engagement party is causing. Now I’m sporting this gross dairy belly.”
Charlene pats Violet’s tummy, and Violet pushes her in the water, but not before she seizes Violet’s hand and yanks her in too. Before I get in, I hit the pool house and grab a bunch of noodles so we can float. I drop my robe on a chair with one of those heating lamps beside it, then sit down on the edge of the pool.
“Seriously. How is this fair?” Violet motions to me.
“How is what fair?” I look down at myself.
“You ate just as much as me. Where’s your food baby?”
I run a hand self-consciously over my tummy. “Food baby?”
“Yeah. Food baby. You don’t have one.”
“Um … ”
“Don’t listen to her. She’s bitchy because of the engagement party.”
“And Alex wouldn’t put out last night. Don’t forget that part.” Violet swims over to take a pool noodle. Except she stops right in front of me and grabs my knees. “Holy shit!” She wrenches them apart. “Is that a hickey?”
High up on the inside of my thigh is a large reddish-purple mark. I totally would have brought my bathing suit with the skirt if I’d been thinking. “It’s a bruise.” Made by Randy’s mouth.
“Liar!” Violet sticks her head between my legs and pokes at it. “That’s totally a hickey! Did Balls lick your beaver? Did you let Balls ball you?”
“Oh my God! You’re the worst!” I’m laughing even though I’m embarrassed, because Violet is the most ridiculous human in the world. I put a hand on her forehead, intending to push her away.
“Uh, Violet?” Alex’s deep voice makes us both turn.
Darren’s hands are tucked into his pockets, and he’s wearing a secret smile. He looks over at Charlene and raises an eyebrow. She does the same in return. What is that about?
Miller’s expression is priceless. His mouth is hanging open. “What the shit do you girls do when we’re not around?”
“Stop being a pervert, Buck! She has a h—”
I clamp a hand over Violet’s mouth.
“I can’t watch this. I feel dirty right now. I’m waiting in the car.” Miller turns around and walks back into the house.
“Baby, c’mere.” Alex crooks a finger and beckons her over.
Violet doggy-paddles to him, and Alex crouches to meet her. His eyes immediately dropping to her floating boobs. His gaze shifts back up. “Is there anything you feel you need to tell me?”
“About what?”
“I don’t know; maybe you did some experimenting in college?”
“Oh my God, you’re as bad as Buck! Lily has a hickey! Near her beaver!”
“It’s a bruise!”
Violet looks over her shoulder at me. “Fine. It’s a bruise. Made by Balls’ balls slapping on your thighs!”
Alex glances in my direction, his brow furrowed. I take the opportunity to slip into the water and avoid looking at him. I don’t need him to know anything about what did or didn’t happen with Randy’s balls.
Charlene comes to my rescue. “Don’t listen to her, Alex. She’s giving Lily the gears. And she likes to say balls, although I’m sure you’re familiar with her mouth. On yours.”
“Nice, Char.” Violet turns back to Alex. “Gimme kisses and then go hit some balls with sticks with fat heads.”
Alex puts his hands under her arms and lifts her out of the water to her waist. It’s impressive. He whispers something to her.
“You can slide your monster cock between them later if you pet my
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