Fake Boyfriend by Avery Adams

Author:Avery Adams
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: C Cowles
Published: 2020-11-16T00:00:00+00:00

13

Ronnie

His cheeks are flushed and his eyes sparkle. Oh, yeah, he’s buzzing. I hesitate, ever the gentleman, “You sure you don’t want to wait until after dinner? These drinks can sneak up on you.”

“So can those Hot White Russian coffee drinks J makes me. I’ll be okay. One more won’t hurt.”

I nod and mix two more. Handing his to him, I offer, “Ready to continue with the tour?”

“How about a game of pool first?”

“I’ll warn you— I’m not very good.”

“You have your own table… you can play whenever you want,” he protests, teasing. “How can you not be a pro at it by now?”

I lift an unconcerned shoulder, “No one to play with?”

“What about your friends?”

“They’re married,” I admit, rueful, “to each other. They have better things to do than come hang out at my house and play pool.”

“Kids?”

“Not yet, but they’re trying.” I grab a cue stick. “Wanna break?”

“Go ahead.” He bites his lip. I can tell something is on his mind.

“What are you thinking?” I smoothly pull the stick back and thrust forward, scattering balls across the table. A solid and a stripe goes in but the solid was first. I pick my next shot and take careful aim.

“Your friends. It just occurred to me I should know what their names are.”

“Donna and Ralph.” I continue, filling him in, “I grew up with Donna. We’re besties from all the way back in grade school. I met Ralph through her. She’s actually the one who pointed me toward Tryst after I received the invitation.”

“She did?”

I nod, “One of her girlfriends is signed up with them.”

“So that made her think of it?”

I scratch on my third ball and step back. That’s what I get for getting distracted. I don’t care, though. It’s just a game. He comes around and bends over the table in front of me and his pants tighten, molding around the perfect round globes of his ass. He glances back and catches me staring… and grins. Turning back to face the table, he arches his back, raising the curve of his ass higher. I grit my teeth and adjust myself surreptitiously. “Uhh, no, er, well, not just that. She’s a Pretty Woman fan—fanatic, if I’m honest. She’s obsessed with that movie, watches it at least once a month.”

“Wow.” He shoots, putting his hips into it, and I damn near drop my stick. “Crap, I missed. Your turn.”

“Huh?” As he turns to face me, I jerk my gaze up to his face and find him watching me, a tiny Mona Lisa smile curving his lips. Crap, he caught me checking out his ass… er… ets— assets— twice, in as many minutes. If I’m not careful, he’ll think all that stuff about sex not being part of the deal was a hoax to lure him in. What if he changes his mind and leaves? Resolving to be on my best behavior, I clear my throat, hoping my tighty-whities are snug enough to hide my erection. “Oh, my turn, already?”

“Indeed, it is.

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