“Just hurry the Hell up!”
I’m itching to spend more time with Karma. The more I get to know about her, the more I like her. She’s seriously the whole package. She’s beautiful, sweet, funny - annnd I sound like a little girl.
I have my eyes narrowed on Jude. I swear, he’s eating slowly on purpose. It’s pissing me off! “Jude, if you don’t hurry up and finish, I’m going to cram that shit down your throat.” He’s being an asshole!
“Chill the fuck out! What’s your hurry, anyway? That shit’s not going anywhere. Hell, maybe if the girls have to do some of the work themselves, they’ll be more appreciative of our help.”
Jude waggles his brows at me, and I have to resist the urge to bitch slap him.
“Whatever. ”
I push away from the table and walk over to the couch. I pull the blinds up, to make sure the girls haven’t started without us. Nope, I don’t see them. Damnit! I was kind of hoping to see Karma, bending over. This sucks!
I’m tempted to go over there without Jude, but I don’t want Karma to know that she was me wrapped around her pinkie – not yet.
Yeah, I definitely have a dick, but I’m not so sure where my balls have gone.
I pull my phone out of my pocket, and check my messages. I have a text from Dave. I roll my eyes at my phone. What in the hell does he want?
Dave: Hey. What’s up man?
Me: What do you want?
Dave: A couple of girls were asking about you the other night.
Me: So ?
Dave: So nothing . I just wanted to let you know.
I don’t bother saying anything else. Fuck him! Fuck all of them! They don’t give a shit about me. I don’t give a shit about any girls, except for Karma. She’s all that matters.
CHAPTER 20
KARMA
I’ve barely cleared the doorway, when Anna starts in on me. “So, you and Trent, huh?” She’s stretched across the sofa, with her Kindle in her lap.
I shake my head at her.
“It’s not like that.”
“Then why don’t you come over here, and tell me how it is.”
She pulls her knees up against her chest, and pats the cushion.
Great! Here we go. Let the interrogation begin.
“We’re just friends.” I say, flopping down next to her.
She nods her head a couple of times, and studies me.
“Yeah, it looked like you two were ‘just friends.’” She puts air quotes around the last part. She’s beyond annoying.
“What are you talking about?”
She turns around and puts her feet on the floor. “Oh please, Karma. You two were undressing each other with your eyes, all last night . I’m not blind. You like him.”
I shake my head ve hemently. “I’m not going there,” I assure her. “I don’t care how hot the guy is, it isn’t worth the aggravation. Aaron has scarred me both physically, and mentally.”
She sighs, and pulls one of her legs beneath her.
“Trent isn’t Aaron. He seems like a really nice guy. Hell, the way he looks at you, it practically set my underwear on fire.” She fans herself with her hand, dramatically.
“Speaking of hot looks, how about you and Jude?” It’s time to steer this conversation into a better direction. He’s definitely into her.
“Oh please, I wouldn’t touch him with a ten-foot pole. He’s a total player.” She waves her hand in the air, dismissing the mere thought.
“You didn’t seem to mind that when you were gawking at his ass, last night.” I point out. I saw her checking him out more than once.
“Of course I checked him out. He’s hot! But I’m not going to spread my legs for him - just because
I’m itching to spend more time with Karma. The more I get to know about her, the more I like her. She’s seriously the whole package. She’s beautiful, sweet, funny - annnd I sound like a little girl.
I have my eyes narrowed on Jude. I swear, he’s eating slowly on purpose. It’s pissing me off! “Jude, if you don’t hurry up and finish, I’m going to cram that shit down your throat.” He’s being an asshole!
“Chill the fuck out! What’s your hurry, anyway? That shit’s not going anywhere. Hell, maybe if the girls have to do some of the work themselves, they’ll be more appreciative of our help.”
Jude waggles his brows at me, and I have to resist the urge to bitch slap him.
“Whatever. ”
I push away from the table and walk over to the couch. I pull the blinds up, to make sure the girls haven’t started without us. Nope, I don’t see them. Damnit! I was kind of hoping to see Karma, bending over. This sucks!
I’m tempted to go over there without Jude, but I don’t want Karma to know that she was me wrapped around her pinkie – not yet.
Yeah, I definitely have a dick, but I’m not so sure where my balls have gone.
I pull my phone out of my pocket, and check my messages. I have a text from Dave. I roll my eyes at my phone. What in the hell does he want?
Dave: Hey. What’s up man?
Me: What do you want?
Dave: A couple of girls were asking about you the other night.
Me: So ?
Dave: So nothing . I just wanted to let you know.
I don’t bother saying anything else. Fuck him! Fuck all of them! They don’t give a shit about me. I don’t give a shit about any girls, except for Karma. She’s all that matters.
CHAPTER 20
KARMA
I’ve barely cleared the doorway, when Anna starts in on me. “So, you and Trent, huh?” She’s stretched across the sofa, with her Kindle in her lap.
I shake my head at her.
“It’s not like that.”
“Then why don’t you come over here, and tell me how it is.”
She pulls her knees up against her chest, and pats the cushion.
Great! Here we go. Let the interrogation begin.
“We’re just friends.” I say, flopping down next to her.
She nods her head a couple of times, and studies me.
“Yeah, it looked like you two were ‘just friends.’” She puts air quotes around the last part. She’s beyond annoying.
“What are you talking about?”
She turns around and puts her feet on the floor. “Oh please, Karma. You two were undressing each other with your eyes, all last night . I’m not blind. You like him.”
I shake my head ve hemently. “I’m not going there,” I assure her. “I don’t care how hot the guy is, it isn’t worth the aggravation. Aaron has scarred me both physically, and mentally.”
She sighs, and pulls one of her legs beneath her.
“Trent isn’t Aaron. He seems like a really nice guy. Hell, the way he looks at you, it practically set my underwear on fire.” She fans herself with her hand, dramatically.
“Speaking of hot looks, how about you and Jude?” It’s time to steer this conversation into a better direction. He’s definitely into her.
“Oh please, I wouldn’t touch him with a ten-foot pole. He’s a total player.” She waves her hand in the air, dismissing the mere thought.
“You didn’t seem to mind that when you were gawking at his ass, last night.” I point out. I saw her checking him out more than once.
“Of course I checked him out. He’s hot! But I’m not going to spread my legs for him - just because
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