Total pages in book: 31
Estimated words: 28709 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 144(@200wpm)___ 115(@250wpm)___ 96(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28709 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 144(@200wpm)___ 115(@250wpm)___ 96(@300wpm)
“Yeah, and it was incredible,” I reiterate again, getting a dreamy look on my face. “Seriously, he’s so endowed, and incredibly handsome too. I can’t even describe it.”
“Oh, I’ve seen him around town and he’s hot,” Raelynn says quickly. “I mean, everyone’s seen Brant Harrison and your mom doing stuff together. Everyone talks about it, and feels so bad for your dad too. But what’s going to happen next?” my buddy asks. “I mean, okay, so you seduced Brant Harrison last night, and had a great time doing it. But is he going to stop seeing your mom now? What if he starts seeing both of you simultaneously? Oh my God, that would be so dirty and everyone in Oakdale will be buzzing with gossip.”
I frown, thinking it over, before heaving a huge sigh.
“Good point. Yeah, I don’t know,” I conclude in a glum tone. “I mean, I can’t exactly let on to Brant that I know all about him and my mom. I’m using a fake name and a fake back story too, so he has no idea that I’m even related to Monica. But I guess I just have to keep doing what I’m doing. I need to turn on the charm and keep Brant so busy that he forgets about Monica altogether. He has to,” I state in a firm tone. “Otherwise, all this will be for naught.”
Raelynn nods, her pretty features supportive.
“Of course he’s going to ditch Monica now,” she says. “I mean, you’re basically Monica but twenty years younger! What guy wouldn’t prefer you to her?”
I shrug.
“I don’t know. Men are strange sometimes. I mean, why even date a forty-five-year-old woman in the first place when you look like Brant? Obviously, this guy can get any woman he wants, so I have no idea how he ended up with my mother.”
Raelynn just shrugs.
“Your mom’s super-flirtatious whenever she’s with him, and Monica’s even popped her boob out in public for him to suck. Oh yeah, it happened at the Oakdale Library,” she confides. “They thought no one could see, but my buddy Harley was on shift, and she saw what they were doing over in the carrel by the back. It was rancid.”
I pause for a moment because in fact, Brant and I engaged in some public boobie-sucking ourselves at the Red Rooster. Is this a coincidence? Is this something he does with a lot of women? But I shake my head and dismiss the concern because sucking tits at the library is just too strange, even for me. My mom is obviously into some fucked-up shit, and clearly, I inherited some of that myself, but I’m not that fucked-up. At least, I don’t think I am. Okay, maybe I am, but in a good way, right? I’m doing this for my dad, after all.
Still, I sigh again and smile ruefully into the camera screen.
“Yeah, so like I said, I have to keep Brant busy,” I remark. “In fact, I’m going over to his place again tonight, and I plan on getting super-raunchy so that I basically erase Monica from his memory banks.”
Raelynn squeals.
“More raunchy that what you’ve already done? How is that even possible?”
I smile slyly.
“You’ll see. Brant’s getting a surprise, trust me, because I’m going to show him how a saucy younger woman likes it. He’s going to come so hard that his brains fry right there in his skull because I haven’t really brought the heat yet.”
Raelynn shrieks with laughter while practically spitting out her soda.
“You go, Peyton. Oh my God, this is going to be so awesome and I can’t wait to hear what happens. Seriously, you’ve brought some much-needed energy to my life.”
I grin.
“Happy to be of service. But what about you, Rae? How’s it going with you and Trig?”
My friend blushes for a moment and looks down. But then she peers back into the screen while smiling sunnily.
“It’s good,” she says. “Trig is amazing. He’s the best boyfriend ever, and I’m so lucky to have him.”
I nod.
“Yeah, and he’s cute too. At least, if he still looks the way he did during high school.”
“Oh, he’s filled out a ton and bulked up a lot,” Raelynn scoffs. “Trig is a man now, Peyton, and he makes me feel so good. It’s a dream being with him. It’s just that …”
Her voice trails off and I wait.
“But?”
“But nothing!” she exclaims.
I grin.
“There’s a ‘but’ in there,” I say. “I can feel it.”
Rae sighs then while pushing a lock of curly hair back.
“But sometimes I wonder if I’m a bad person,” she admits while looking down at her hands. “I mean, I’ve been with Trig since high school, so it’s been years now. And I’m twenty-one, so we’ve been dating for basically my entire adult life. But there has to be more, right?”
I shrug.
“It depends on what you want. I mean, my grandparents never dated anyone other than each other, and they were together for sixty years before they passed. It worked out.”