Page 42 of Mr. Hotness


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“I was actually busy this weekend.”

Sofie narrowed her eyes, her suspicion making Alana feel guilty.

“Doing what?”

It wasn’t like she could’ve called her bestie in the middle of back-to-back orgasms. That would’ve been cruel.

Moans and screams were all that would have poured from Alana’s mouth.

Nope.

She chose to wait until she could see her friend in person, to tell her what all she’d been up to. Not that Alana was the type to kiss and tell, but there were some things a girl had to share with her bestie.

“Let’s just say the dry spell is over,” Alana whispered, keeping her eyes on her plate when Sofie shrieked.

“Are you kidding me?” she cried, bursting into laughter. Alana tried to keep from smiling, but lost the battle. Grinning, she danced in her seat while Sofie dabbed at the corners of her eyes. “Okay, that was not what I was expecting. He kept you occupied the entire weekend? Who was the lucky guy, and you better not tell me it was Danny.”

Alana snorted. There was no way in hell she’d be this happy about having sex with Danny. That man was no longer in her memories after her weekend with London.

“Nope. Not Danny.”

“Look at your face. That’s the expression of someone who was dickmatized,” Sofie giggled at her own joke. “Don’t leave me in the dark. Who was it?”

Alana took another sip of her drink, trying to buy some time, but Sofie’s wide eyes and foot tapping under their table wasn’t going to allow her to wait any longer.

“It was Mr. Hotness.”

Sofie froze. The woman didn’t bat an eye or breathe. Had they been on the phone, Alana would’ve checked to see if the line had been disconnected.

“Earth to Sofie.”

Blinking, Sofie leaned back in her chair.

“Did you say Mr. Hotness? The guy who lives across the hall from you?”

“I did. London and I—”

“London?” Sofie crowed. “I guess you and Mr. Hotness are now on a first name basis?”

Of course her friend would tease her.

“I mean, after the things that man did to me…”

“Okay. He must give good dick if he’s got you looking like that.”

“Sofie!” Alana looked around with wide eyes, praying no one around them heard her friend. The restaurant was busy with the lunch crowd, but everyone seemed to be ignoring the two of them.

“What?” Reaching for her drink, she took a sip and winked at Alana over her glass. “So was he any good?”

Alana knew what her friend was fishing for, but she didn’t want to share the intimate details of what passed between London and her.

“London’s actually a great guy.”

The time they had spent together had allowed her to get to know the real London. He was open with her, playful and sweet.

The sex.

Dammit, it was going to take a while for her to forget that.

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