Peyton: An Heirs Novella by Brandy Munroe

Author:Brandy Munroe [Munroe, Brandy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Pure Passion Ink
Published: 2022-07-07T23:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 12

Peyton

Unlocking the front door of the Shake Shack, I debated my next move. What happened at Chloe’s last night was unexpected. She hadn’t pushed me away when I invaded her space.

Had her friend not interrupted, how far would we have taken it? Chloe was not a one-night stand type of woman. And I would never treat her like a fuck buddy as I had Nancy. But that didn’t stop me from fantasizing in the shower when I got home.

I adjusted the chubby in my board shorts, remembering my fantasy from last night. Chloe on her knees. Her big blue eyes staring up as I pumped my cock in and out of her luscious mouth. Hand gripping her long chestnut hair.

Before I could continue down memory lane, a high-pitched squeal had me turning towards the front entrance.

“Oh my god, Peyton, I missed you so much.” I was thrust backward as Nancy threw herself at me. I had to wrap my arms around her waist, and brace us against the counter to keep from toppling.

Nancy took that as an invitation, because she wrapped her long legs around my waist and buried her head in my shoulders.

The loud gasp had me whipping my head to see who was behind us.

Oh fuck. Of course, it had to be Chloe. I watched in horror as Chloe backed away as if she hadn’t been seen and was trying to sneak out. It would have been laughable had I not caught the disappointment in her glacier blue eyes.

Chloe left, and I hadn’t said a word. What could I say? I had no fucking clue what the hell Nancy was doing here. Or why she behaved as if we were still fuck buddies.

I extricated myself from Nancy’s clutches and walked around the counter to put some space between us. “What do you want, Nancy?” I crossed my arms and gave her a disapproving glare.

“I missed you.” She smiled sweetly, as if that explained her behavior when I last saw her.

“You called me a loser, Nancy, and then walked off with another man,” I reminded her.

“Okay, so maybe I was a little harsh the last time we spoke.”

I laughed at her attempt to downplay our last encounter. Nancy came around the counter and ran her hand up my biceps.

“Since I’m going to be home for a while, I thought maybe we could pick up where we left off.”

I stood stunned.

“Nancy, you can’t be serious,” I huffed. “What is this little performance about?” I questioned.

“Fine,” Nancy conceded. “Oh my god, Peyton, Ralph was a scholarship student. He’s spending the summer working on his uncle's pig farm. And he presumptuously assumed I would follow him.” Nancy placed one hand on her hip and flipped her long bleached blond hair with the other. “Do I look like the kind of girl who wallows in the muck or shovels manure?” Nancy raised an eyebrow. If she was expecting an answer she was going to be waiting a long time. I wasn’t foolish enough to give my honest option.

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