Sexcapades by Christine d'Abo

Author:Christine d'Abo [d'Abo, Christine]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: (¯`'•.¸//(*_*)\\¸.•'´¯)
Publisher: Carina Press
Published: 2013-06-02T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

Restraints and whips and ball gags and sex tape...anything you can find to shut a man up will work in your favor.

—PC, Sexcapades — sex advice for women

Guys, there comes a time when you need to cut your losses and make a break for it. When they come at you with the gag, that’s the international symbol for RUN!

—D. Williams, Mantastic — advice for REAL men

Darcy hadn’t wanted to leave Petra’s place, but there was no way he was going to meet with the web awards committee dressed in the same outfit he’d been wearing the night before. He also wanted a chance to meet with Danny to find out what the rules of this competition really were. Plus he desperately needed a coffee.

And a shower. It took more than a little hot water and soap to get all that wax off his skin.

He couldn’t help but think the committee and the media had blown this thing way out of proportion. It was a little competition. It’s not like they were competing in the Olympics or the Oscars. They had sex advice columns on the internet—the internet. The idea that people were even remotely upset about all of this only served to reinforce his theory that they were all crazy. Including himself.

The doorbell rang, forcing Darcy from his mental ramblings. He didn’t bother to check to see who it was, knowing there was only one possible visitor at that time of day. Opening the door, he stood aside while Danny marched into the condo.

“Dude, what the hell did you do to ruin my site?”

Danny was his junior by five years, and still had the same look he wore in university. Brown hair long enough to come down to his eyes and cover his ears. Loose-fitting shirts that hid his model-perfect body and jeans so tight Darcy knew he’d never be an uncle.

Closing the door, he padded back into the kitchen and poured Danny some coffee. “I did nothing.”

“Then what the hell was your voice mail about? You might withdraw from the competition? I fucking busted my ass to get us nominated.”

He hadn’t been looking forward to this conversation. “Sit down and we’ll talk.”

Danny spun the chair around and straddled it, for once ignoring his coffee. Shit, that meant he was actually taking this seriously. Leaning up against the counter, Darcy swallowed down his own drink while he tried to figure out where best to start.

“I met PC the other night.”

Danny sat up straighter. “Was she an ugly cow?”

“You are an asshole. No, she’s the furthest thing from ugly.” He still carried with him the image of her stretched out naked on the floor, her body covered with wax.

“Okay...” Danny cocked his head and slowly smiled. “Did you screw her?”

“No wonder she has to write half the shit she does on her site. There are too many jerks like you out there.” Darcy rolled his eyes before leaving his brother and going into the living room.

“Oh come on. I remember you getting riled up more than once about the things she said on your site.

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