Blind Curve: A Curvy Girl Instalove Romance by C.L. Cruz

Author:C.L. Cruz [Cruz, C.L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2021-11-14T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 5

Billy

A little bird dropped this magazine by my house after you left last night. Zelda thinks you look absolutely edible.

Underneath Dizzy’s latest text message, a picture appears. It’s that damn British Vogue cover, but it’s clear that she literally means edible, because a cat is gnawing intently on the corner of it. Zelda, I assume, though I was much too busy last night to even notice a cat wandering around the house, much less pay it a bit of attention.

Is the little bird your mother? I ask. She seemed pretty excited when I told her you and I were going out again.

Mom’s nosy and lives for drama, Dizzy shoots back. She would have been just as excited if I threw a glass of champagne in your face and told you to get out of my sight.

My fingers fly across the screen as I tap out my response. We can still do that. I’m not an actor, but I’m very dedicated and willing to learn.

Dizzy responds instantly. I’ll think about it. Lucky for you, I’m a very good and very sexy teacher.

“Will you stop fookin’ flirting with your girlfriend?” Fiona snaps. “I’m trying to personally assist you here.”

I set my phone aside and will my semi-erect dick, stirring with interest after reading the phrase sexy teacher, back into flaccid compliance. “Sorry,” I say quickly. “What was that again?”

I don’t bother to correct Fiona about the girlfriend bit. If Dizzy wants a conversation about it or to be asked, I’ll do whatever she wants and needs, but as far as I’m concerned, this is done and dusted. Dizzy is my girlfriend, my future wife, the mother of my children, the gasoline in my tank, the final chapter in my dating history, the end. I knew it on some level the night we met, but when she sang that old Irish song to me last night before I made her come on my tongue, I knew it on every level, from my skin down to the marrow of my bones. Dizzy is it for me.

“Meg D’Amato,” Fiona says. “Her publicist called me to see if you could step in as a date for the Mercury Awards this weekend.”

“No,” I say automatically. “I’ve got plans.”

Not technically true, but I will have plans. I have to be at the track on Saturday, and then I’ll drag Dizzy to my house and into my bed even if I have to kidnap her to do it. It took every ounce of my self-control not to fling her down and fuck her silly last night when she asked me to stay, and I might burst into flames if I don’t sink into that perfect pussy soon. And it is perfect—I remember it in perfect detail, the way it fluttered around my fingers as I—

“Jesus, Billy. Focus.”

I blink again and meet Fiona’s peevish expression. “I’m here. No to Meg D’Amato. I’ve got some training laps at the track this weekend and I want to keep everything clear for next week.

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