Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 84334 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 422(@200wpm)___ 337(@250wpm)___ 281(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 84334 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 422(@200wpm)___ 337(@250wpm)___ 281(@300wpm)
“What the fuck do you want?” I ask annoyed that she’s anywhere near me when Ella’s around
“Just wondering if you wanted some company,” she asks me, and I quickly look at Ella, and I can see she’s embarrassed, she looks away, and I instantly miss her eyes on me
“I have company already,” I tell Candy, but she giggles looping her arm around my waist
“You know what I mean Summer Lila, and I would love to join you in bed tonight.” I grind my teeth getting really fucked off
“No,” I tell her pushing her off of me
“But you love having the three of us,” she whines, and I narrow my eyes at her, and I feel her stiffen a little
“Oh god, don’t you know what no means or would you prefer absolutely not, most certainly not, of course not, not at all, nope, nah no way, naw or nay or maybe in another language Afrikaans Nee, Albanian Jo, Cantonese m hai, French non, German Nein maybe Japanese lie do you need to know more, he said NO so go away” Zoey says, and Ella Saint and I stare at her as Candy gets up and the three of them storm out “What?” Zoey says as we all stare at her
“That was amazing, do you know how to speak all those languages?” Saint asks her impressed, and she smiles shakin’ her head
“No, Simone and I had this weird thing we use to do in college, we’d learn a word in every language once a month.”
“Why?” he asks
“Because we were nerds, and what else did nerds do other than study,” she tells us and Saint laughs
“Baby you're one sexy as fuck nerd,” he tells her, and I watch Ella blush, but Zoey just blows him a kiss as Ella stares at her phone like it has the mysteries of life on it and I smile (I love her shyness).
Chapter Twenty
Ella
After Zoey and Saint went up to bed, I stood up putting my phone away “Well, I think I might head up to” I tell Blaze, and he stands up
“Stay, have a drink with me or how about a game of pool” I shake my head, knowing I’m bad and that everyone keeps letting me win because they feel bad for me “Ok something else than,” he says, and I shake my head again
“No, I’m just going to head up” I walk to the kitchen door when I feel his hand on my elbow, and I turn looking up at him (god he’s so cute)
“How about a ride?” I bite my lip, thinking about the vibration of the large engine exciting my lady bits, but I shake my head
“Another time,” I tell him, and he frowns “How about a game of cards,” he says, and I smile, giving in not liking the frown on him and he smiles at me, and I swear I almost combust
“Cards” he nods
“Just cards,” he says, and I see a sincere look on his face
“Sure, why not,” I tell him
“Poker,” he says, and I shake my head having no idea how to play that game
“Um, what about snap?” I tell him, and he looks surprised but smiles
“Snap,” he says, and I smile, nodding, Grammy, and I use to love playing it as well as gin rummy. “Snap, it is then baby, come on.” We walk into the main room and notice a few of the guys, fucking the club-whores, and I look down not wanting to watch. “How about we play in my room?” he asks me, and I look up at him concentrating on his face and not everyone around us
“Your room” I almost whisper, feeling nervous to be alone with him
“Yeah, come on.” He takes my hand, and we head towards the rooms, his huge hand holding mine tightly. We walk past Saint and Zoey’s room, and I hear her moaning making me blush even more (god get a grip woman, it’s not like you don’t know people have sex). Blaze stops looking at me shaking his head and I wonder what he’s thinking about (did he hear Saint and Zoey to) of course he did he has two working ears who wouldn’t hear them.
“What?” I ask him
“Nothin’ baby come on my rooms just up here.” I follow him up the hall, and he stops pulling out a key and opening the door. I step in, and his cologne surrounds me calming me, and I blush. Why do I always blush around him (um because he’s gorgeous) I tell myself as he looks down at me as I walk further into the room?
“So, the cards,” I ask him, and he walks in closing the door and going to his closet, I sit on the bed, sliding my ballet flats off and he takes his Cut off and hangs it up in the closet