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I turned down the driveway to OPS and rolled down the window, waving Bowie over. “Damn, that man is sexy.”
“I thought we were here to see Brock,” Sarah said in confusion.
“Girl, there is nothing wrong with keeping my options open.”
“Yeah, I’m pretty sure he’s still sleeping with Laura’s step-mom, or whatever she is.”
I hissed at her to shut up right as he strolled up to the car, leaning on the window. My eyes roamed over his muscular forearms, licking a path over the sexy tattoos etched into skin. Man, I could eat him up.
“Ladies, how’s everything today?”
“Better now that you’re here,” I winked at him.
“You’re just saying that.”
“Tell me, what are you doing later tonight?”
He knew I was shamelessly flirting with him, but it wouldn’t go anywhere. “I have plans with my woman.”
“That’s a shame. I have something on underneath this that would drive you insane,” I grinned, letting off the gas slightly. He stepped back, chuckling as he shoved his hands in his pockets to hide the noticeable bulge.
“You’re terrible,” Sarah sighed. “Have you no shame?”
“Hey, until there’s a ring on this finger, he’s on the market.”
“You just dragged me out of the salon to win your man back, and the moment we pull onto the property, you’re hitting on a totally different man!” she shrieked.
“What’s your point?”
“My point is you need help.”
“That would be accurate. Do you know how long it’s been since I got laid? My pussy is drying up.”
She pressed her hands to her ears and grimaced. “I really don’t need to hear about your pussy.”
“Since when are you such a prude?”
“I’m not. I just have a healthy amount of respect for my ears. They can only handle so much bleeding in one month.”
I chuckled as I pulled up to Dash and Brock’s house. It was a little weird to me that they lived together, especially considering Dash had a girlfriend—or was married. I wasn’t sure at this point and hadn’t bothered to ask.
“Are you even sure he’s home?”
“That’s his truck,” I pointed out.
“Yes, but that only means it’s here. What if he’s on a job or still at work?”
Sighing, I shot her an irritated look. “One, he’s not on a job because I keep tabs on him and I know things. Two, why are you worried so much about this?”
“Because normal people don’t just show up for sex! And they definitely don’t bring a friend along.”
“It’s not like I was going to mount him in front of you.”
“You could have dropped me at my house.”
“Could have, but you’re my backup.”
“Backup to what?” Sarah grumbled.
