Baby Daddy Roomie by Tilly Pope

Baby Daddy Roomie by Tilly Pope

Author:Tilly Pope [Pope, Tilly]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Tilly Pope
Published: 2019-09-19T16:00:00+00:00


6

Ayden

Skylar’s looking at me, puzzled, as if she can’t understand why I’m glaring at her.

“Dude?” Chad claps me on the arm and I remember that I’m not alone. “What’s up with you?”

I incline my chin across the room so that Chad can see what I see.

Chad leans in and asks, “Is that your chick?”

I turn, glaring at him. He knows full well that it’s ‘my chick’- he’s just trying to push my buttons – and he’s succeeding quite well.

“Why don’t you go up there and rescue her from his nefarious clutches then?” Chad laughs. I glare at him, letting him know by my expression that I don’t see the amusement.

The smiling hostess comes up to us to ask if we need anything else. Chad declines but I pull her close so I can whisper in her ear above the noise of the music, knowing full well it’s wrong. “Do you know who that guy is?” I point across the dancefloor at Skylar and the man. She follows my finger, clearly trying to be helpful.

“Er, no I don’t know him, Mr. Morrison. Would you like me to ask?”

“No. Send them a bottle of whiskey, with my compliments.”

Yeah, I’m passive aggressive. Sue me.

My hostess - whose name I should really ask - goes to do as she’s told as I stand and fume. Skylar and the man are allegedly dancing - if that excessive grinding on each other they’re doing can be called dancing. She keeps flicking me angry glances and I wonder if she’s still mad about the Pad Thai or if it’s something else.

I tear my eyes away from her, looking around at the single ladies. Two can play this game. There are plenty of girls looking my way, just waiting for a sign. A lifted eyebrow, a smile or the crook of a finger to run to me.

Somehow, Chad got twins to sit on his lap. Just going by their peachy asses, it’s a miracle they fit on Chad’s thighs. They’re making the best of it though, grinding against him and pushing their boobs into his face. I shake my head, surprised to find that I’m over the shallowness of it all.

It’s meaningless.

My eyes trail back toward Skylar. She’s listening to the asshole as he says something to her. I guess it’s funny because she laughs. What could he say that is so damn funny?

“Dude, you gotta stop staring,” Chad says. I’m surprised he has the brain cells to notice what I’m doing while trying to juggle the stripper twins.

“I’m not staring.” I deny it even though we both know it’s a lie. The thing with male friendships is that it’s all about keeping up appearances. If I say I’m not staring even though my eyes are glued to Skylar, then I’m not staring. She spares me a glance before going back to feeling up the asshat’s muscles. If it’s muscles she wants, I got plenty.

I lean over to Chad. “Hey, man. I’m going over there. Make sure her cock-blocking friend is taken care of?”

Chad lifts his eyebrows at me in disbelief.



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