Talkin' Trash by Lani Lynn Vale

Author:Lani Lynn Vale [Vale, Lani Lynn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-10-01T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

Dating Conleigh sometimes requires you to answer questions like ‘What’s the name of the guy that played in that movie from before I was born?’

-Linc to his father

Linc

A thousand thoughts were zipping through my head, and not one of them didn’t center at least a little bit around the woman that I loved.

Yes, that’s right. The woman that I loved.

There was no denying that fact.

I’d loved her since she was sixteen and in a perpetually bad mood.

Now, at the age of twenty-four, I only loved her more.

It was a deeper, purer kind of love that I knew could withstand the test of time.

Anything could be thrown at us, and we’d persevere.

What I felt for Conleigh was like a homing beacon in my soul. It told me that I was going in the right direction, as long as Conleigh was in my sights and my destination.

“Yo,” Joe said, interrupting my thoughts. “Are you going to use that machine, or just lay on it?”

I flipped Joe off and started to bench press the set and stopped when Joe leaned over and pushed his crotch into my face.

“God.” I shoved the weights up hard. “You’re such a dick.”

Joe started laughing and jumped back just in time to miss having his dick and balls hit with three hundred and fifty pounds.

Once I racked the weights, I sat up and offered him my best glare.

I was able to hold the glare for all of two point five seconds before I burst out laughing.

That was just another example of why Joe was never going to grow up.

I didn’t think it would ever be possible for him either, to be honest.

He’d forever be a kid at heart, and kids were still fascinated with things like fart jokes and their wieners.

Joe bent over to laugh. “You should’ve seen your face.”

The door to the weight room slammed shut, signaling someone entering, but neither one of us turned around to welcome the newcomer.

“You wouldn’t have been saying it was funny when I took off your dick with the bar.” I tossed my sweaty towel at the little shit.

“Why would anybody be taking a dick off while y’all are lifting weights?” Conleigh asked from behind me.

I looked at the woman—my woman—over my shoulder and grinned. She was all hot and sweaty and I wanted to lick every single drop of it off her body. Slowly.

Today she’d come to the players’ gym with me and alternated between running and power walking around the track while I got some weights in. Since I wasn’t supposed to be more than an hour, she’d agreed to hang around and work out—though she said that she might very well combust, and I might have to peel her remains off the track once I was done.

She was wearing these tiny little skin-tight black short-shorts, a black tank top that had PINK in cursive stretched across the boobs, and her hair was up in a messy ponytail. Hell, even her sneakers matched her outfit.

She had a bead

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