Sweet Persuasion (Sweet #2)(25)

“Ohhh,” Julie gasped. “The men don’t . . . they don’t do each other, do they?”

Faith dropped her face into her hands and let out a groan. “This conversation has seriously deteriorated. For God’s sake, Julie.”

“Hey, it’s a legitimate question,” Serena said.

“Thank you, Serena,” Julie said as she folded her arms over her chest and glared at Faith.

“No, they do not get it on with each other,” Faith said in a strangled voice. “They don’t even touch each other.”

“Then what’s the point?” Julie asked.

Faith sighed in exasperation. “The point is that it’s a turn-on for Gray to watch while another man f**ks his woman. He likes to f**k me at the same time. You know, different orifices?”

Serena snickered. “She said ‘orifices.’”

Faith threw a towel at Serena’s head. “I swear, I’m sorry I ever said anything to either of you. I was trying to help a friend.”

Julie rubbed her chin thoughtfully. “So you’re saying it’s a male primitive thing. Sort of like, ‘Here’s my woman. She’s mine but you can have her for a little while.’”

Faith rolled her eyes. “I guess you could say that in a barbarian sort of way. I can’t speak for anyone else, but in my situation, the men were focused solely on me. They weren’t touching each other. They were too busy touching me.”

“And f**king your brains out,” Julie added.

“That too,” Faith added with a grin.

“Lucky bitch,” Julie said mournfully.

“So, if we can direct the conversation back to me and my impending slavery,” Serena said.

“By all means,” Julie said airily. “Don’t let my fantasies about being sandwiched between two hot men interrupt you.”

Serena looked at Faith. “Do you think I’m making a mistake by letting Damon fulfill my fantasy?”

Faith pressed her lips together for a moment. “Honestly, no. I’m not sure you could ask for a better man. I’m surprised that he agreed, or offered I suppose I should say, since you didn’t exactly ask him, but I actually think he’s perfect for you. And it certainly helps that he’s so freaking hot.”

Serena watched as Julie sent her eyes toward the ceiling. “Green isn’t your color, Julie,” Serena teased.

Julie sighed. “That’s me. Jealous bitch.”

“Why don’t we take Julie out for a drink?” Serena suggested. “Maybe we can get her laid in the process and then God knows her mood would improve.”

“I don’t think you were supposed to look so hopeful, Julie,” Faith said as she choked on her laughter.

Serena discarded her towel, slid off the table and wrapped her robe around her body. “Well, come on then. Let’s get decent and go imbibe. Considering what I agreed to yesterday, I think I could use a drink or three.”

“Yeah, well, just promise me you’ll give me all the down and dirty details of your stint with slavery,” Julie said. “If I get really desperate, I’ll sign up to go a round with Mr. GQ.”

“I thought you wouldn’t sleep with guys who’d had sex with your friends?” Serena said with a raised eyebrow.

“It was very uncharitable of you to remind me of that,” Julie huffed. “It would seem that between you and Faith and the bimbo that’s hovering around Nathan, all the hunks are accounted for. It’s damn sad when I’m actually contemplating leftovers.”

“For God’s sake, Julie, shut up,” Faith said. “I thought only men objected to sloppy seconds.”

“Honey, apparently your men don’t,” Julie said sweetly.

“Okay girls, enough. Let’s go get drunk before the catfight starts,” Serena interjected.

“Drunk and laid,” Julie said as she performed a mock toast.

CHAPTER 9

When Serena, Julie and Faith walked into Cattleman’s, Julie groaned and tried to turn around and walk back out.

Sitting at one of the tables was Nathan and a blonde bombshell.

Faith and Serena each grabbed an arm and hauled Julie forward. “Never let them see you run,” Serena advised. “Walk in here like you own the place, bodacious tatas and all.”

Julie glanced down at her chest and then glared across the room at Nathan. With a quick flick of her finger, she unbuttoned the top two buttons of her shirt and arranged it so the barest hint of her lacy bra was bared. Serena had to admit, Julie had some pretty fantastic cle**age.

An evil gleam entered Faith’s eyes. Sweet, innocent Faith suddenly looked like satanic, scary Faith. She tightened her grip on Julie’s arm then stared purposefully at Serena.

“Come on, we’re going over there,” Faith announced.

“What?” Julie all but screeched. She yanked her arm back, but Faith held tight.

Between Serena and Faith, they dragged her across the floor toward Nathan’s table.

“I’m going to kill you for this,” Julie hissed just before she pasted on a bright smile.

Nathan looked up and smiled warmly. “Hello, ladies.”

His companion was not so pleased to see them.

“Hi, Nathan,” Faith said sweetly. “Early day at work?”