Total pages in book: 107
Estimated words: 98418 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 492(@200wpm)___ 394(@250wpm)___ 328(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 98418 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 492(@200wpm)___ 394(@250wpm)___ 328(@300wpm)
My gaze drifts across the room and finds Theo's tall frame stood at the bar amongst the crowd. His black t-shirt clings to his broad muscular shoulders, making my mouth water and my mind wonder to less than innocent thoughts. He turns his head and I find myself staring into his startling blue gaze. I can't help but smile at him. He flashes a devil may care smile at me and winks before turning back to the bar. I swear that man could melt underwear with his thoughts alone.
Molly and Hugo are chatting loudly. Hugo seems like a nice enough guy, but he is a dirty dog.
You get players like Theo, now players like a challenge, they like the game. An easy lay is of no interest to the player. He likes to manipulate and inflate his ego with his own seduction abilities. Then there are dogs. A dog will stick it anywhere, the easier the better. Hugo, is a dog. Molly see's through it as easily as I do though, calling him out on some of his more predictable lines.
"I give up!" Hugo finally shouts. "There is no impressing you." He smiles weakly at me, feigning hurt.
"Oh you can impress me...but it certainly won't involve talking." She cocks one eyebrow and smiles wickedly at him. I burst out laughing at Hugo's shocked and then amused face.
“So where are the rest of your friends?” I ask Hugo.
“Theo told them to fuck off when he heard you were coming. He doesn’t want the guys seeing you.” He smirks.
“Um…okay.” Shit, I ruined their guy’s night.
“Don’t feel bad princess, the guys are cool, but you two would provide them with a year’s worth of wank bank material. I’m cool with it, but he’s…well he’s Theo, and you’re not a normal casual fuck.” His eyes flick down to my chest as he raises an eyebrow. “…at all.”
“So, he wouldn’t let the other guys come, but you’re here.”
“I’m special, and fucking the friend that brought you here. I’m not that bad, I promise. We’ll be besties before you know it.” He grins like a naughty little boy. I chuckle at him. He is endearing in a really strange way.
"What's so funny?" Theo asks, quietly sliding into the seat beside me.
"Nothing." I whisper, smiling at the weird high I have from his presence, like a buzzing energy that thrums through my body. Its strange being out with him like this, as though he were just another friend, one I have sex with...which would make him awfully close to a boyfriend. That’s a scary thought which I completely asked for by coming here. Why do I have to make life so complicated for myself? He pours me a glass of wine from a bottle he's brought over, before pouring Molly one.
"Well ladies, it would appear that you owe us a game of pool. I think you two should play Theo and I." Hugo has a boyish charm that I can imagine could be very hard to resist.
"You're on." Molly stands, unfolding her lengthy frame from her chair. "But I only play for gain..." Molly flashes a seemingly innocent smile at Hugo. I know better. The girl’s got game.
"Oh sweetheart, I’m sure we can arrange something." Hugo winks at her before snaking an arm around her waist and guiding her toward the pool table.
"Okay, I’m going to apologise in advance for him..." Theo says sheepishly before standing, he offers me his hand pulling me to my feet.
"Molly can handle herself Theo. She's a big girl." I run a hand over his defined forearm and smile at him. He exhales and shakes his head.
"Come on." He shocks me by grabbing my hand as we walk over to Molly and Hugo. "You play?" He asks.
"Oh, I play." I cock an eyebrow and he laughs lightly as he squeezes my hand tighter.
The first game is won by the boys and the second by Molly and I. We're now on our third and the gloves are off so to speak. Molly and I are winning. I've just sunk two balls in a row and am going for a third. I line up my shot and just as I pull back my arm to strike Theo gently brushes his fingers over the exposed skin of my lower back, where my top has ridden up.
“Do you remember the last time we were near a pool table sugar?” He says in that dripping in sex tone of his. Heat surges through me and I miss my shot. This is the third time he's done something like this. I turn around and lightly slap his chest.
"Violence is totally uncalled for." He smiles wryly at me, looking devious and good enough to eat.
"Oh, you haven't seen violence. Your turn." I say quietly. He smiles arrogantly before picking up his queue. He bends over the table to reach a long shot. I wink at Molly and Hugo before walking up behind him and pressing my hips against his arse.