The Casanova Experience: A Friends to Lovers Romance (Ballers Book 2) by Mickey Miller

Author:Mickey Miller [Miller, Mickey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-04-28T05:00:00+00:00

Seventeen

Chandler

I took Jess for a quick walk while Amy was prepping for the night. When I came back and fed Jess, low and behold Amy was still getting ready in my room. I showered, shaved, picked out my clothes for the night, and then sat out on the couch with Jess while Amy finished up.

She walked out of the room—my room—and I was happy I was sitting down so I wouldn’t fall over. She looked hot as fuck.

“You look good,” I said in my best Anchorman imitation voice. She wore an all black leather dress with a scoop neck to display her ample cleavage, which was like a magnet for my eyes. I swear, they’d gotten bigger in the last five years and I didn’t mind that fact. The dress fit snugly around her hips and the hemline reached maybe her mid thigh, if that. Her heeled black boots came up to just above her knee.

As for myself, I wore fitted dark blue jeans, lightweight black boots, and a black button-down shirt. I got up and walked over to her.

“Well,” she said, smiling wryly as she matched my Will Ferrell impersonation, “I don’t know if I should be telling you this, but I’m kind of a big deal.” She sighed and ran a hand on my chest. “Ah, I love that you get my movie jokes.”

I nodded, trying to focus on what she was saying and not her body, and what I wanted to do with that body. I darted my eyes off her chest when she glanced over at me, and they landed on her legs. “I like the boots,” I commented, sounding winded. This was going to be the longest night ever.

“Oh these?” she said, demurely. “You mean my fuck-me boots?”

My cock swelled in my jeans at hearing Amy say the words fuck me. I tried to play it cool, but I realized I was licking my lips as she turned around to grab a jacket.

“Yeah.” I coughed. “Your ‘fuck-me’ boots. They’re nice.” Nice?! ‘Nice’ was my least favorite word. It doesn’t describe a thing at all. I arched my eyebrow. “I mean, they’re hot. Are you trying to get lucky tonight or something?”

“Maybe.” She flashed a smile my way.

“Maybe?” My eyes went wide, as I imagined all of the possibilities for her maybe getting lucky.

And none of them had to do with a guy picking her up in the club tonight.

“I have to tell you Chandler, it’s been a while,” she added. “By the way, you don’t look so bad yourself.”

“Thanks. Wait—did you just say it’s been a while?” I asked, knowing this conversation was about to get unwieldy. “I thought you just got out of a relationship. Did you not have sex with him?”

She turned her head and sighed. “Oh, we did. And even when we did have sex,” she said, so conversationally, “it was always off, you know? I thought it might get better, but it never did.”

I swallowed and nodded because I knew what Amy was talking about without her having to add anything else.

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