Page 53 of Toxic Wishes
“I know you and Josh said you never dated, but did you and Blake, or were you just friends?”
“Just friends.” I lied. This one I counted as half a lie. The only thing we did was kiss, but I would rather Colt not know that. I didn’t want Colt to look at me as another person who put a knife to Blake's heart.
“Thanks for your time.” He slapped his legs.
“Wait, what about your breakfast?”
“I need to head out. Don’t worry, you can have my plate of food.” He winks, and if he only knew how hard it was for me to eat a regular serving of restaurant food, let alone two.
“I hope this doesn’t make you feel you owe me anything. I’m happy to find a place that-”
“Nonsense. I know I don’t owe you anything.” He gives a strained, slight smile, and my heart drops. I didn’t know if I enjoyed this or I’m dreading going to his lake house, because I still didn’t know if I could go through with all this.
He takes a couple of steps before turning around. “Thanks again, Abigail Asher.”
For the first time I heard a slight southern drawl from his voice. I don’t know why my heart fluttered, but panic set in as he walked away. I wasn’t sure if I wasn’t done talking about Blake or if I didn’t want Colt to leave. All I know is I had to think of something quick to get him to stay a little longer.
“Why are you playing my cousin?”
He stops abruptly, and it’s as if he had to think about it before turning around since he’s hesitant. I stare at his ripped back as he turns to face me and then walks back toward the table. A slight sense of satisfaction ripples through me the closer he gets.
“I’m not. I meant what I said, Naomi and I aren’t together. So, therefore, I’m not cheating or as you say, playing her.”
“Then why were you at Jenna’s braby shower with Naomi?”
“First off, can we just call it a baby shower? That Braby word irks me.”
I shrink slightly in my seat as his bright blue eyes burn into me. “Ok, baby shower.”
“Troy and I are friends and Naomi and I happen to have kept a civil relationship after we broke up.”
“Do you still have sex?” Oh my God, Abigail, shut up. Why would you ask that? Just stop talking.
His lips run into a thin line before one of his ends curls slightly at the end.
“That’s really none of your business. I can ask the same of you and my cousin.”
“You know we aren’t. I just told you that.”
“How do I know that you never have, though? Besides, you're a grown woman just like Naomi. And if she and I end up fucking it’s because she wants to, not because I made her, or I’m trying to manipulate her.”
“That means you guys have,” I say as a statement not a question.
He doesn’t say anything.
He just continues to look at me like he wants to strangle me.
“Don’t you think that will give her the wrong message?” I press on anyway.
“This is not why I wanted to talk with you today. But if you must know, yes, we have hooked up since our break up. We both cum, and she gets her brains fucked out by someone familiar. We both go home happy. So if you’re done asking me where I put my dick, then I would like to be on my way and take my dick to the shower since I promised my son I would take him to the ranch today.”
My thighs clenched together as a vision of Colt fucking the shit out of my cousin pops in my head. My core tightens as my clit throbs.
“No, uh, sorry. I don’t mean to hold you up.” I shift in my seat, grabbing my silverware, trying to do something to distract the problem I have going on in between my legs.
The waitress places the food on the table, smiling at Colt the whole time.
“Enjoy your breakfast.” And at that, he turns around and starts walking towards the door.