Four Week Fiance (Four Week Fiance #1)(13)

“Girl, you have to go ahead with it,” Sally said and dropped down on the bed next to me. “Do you think Cody is going to bring someone as well?”

“I don’t know.” I sighed and turned to face her. “Are we the biggest idiots in the world?”

“Maybe.” She grinned, her smile a little sad. “We’ve been crushing on these guys forever and, well, I just don’t know that either of them have even noticed us.”

“I know.” I chewed on my lower lip. “I feel like, in their eyes, we’re always going to be the immature little girls that they remember from high school.”

“Yeah,” Sally said. “But at least you have a plan. Oh yeah, I wanted to tell you what I did with Troy.”

“What do you mean what you did?”

“Well, I—”

BANG BANG.

“Girls, you in there?” TJ interrupted us as he banged on the door.

“Yes,” I said and Sally and I just lay on the bed and waited for what he was going to say next.

“I’m hoping you can tell me what room I should give Barbie.”

“Isn’t she sleeping in your room?” I said cattily.

“No,” he said simply and I sat up, my eyes bright.


“No?” I shouted back, grinning down at Sally.

“That’s what I said. Mila, can you please come and open the door?” TJ said, his voice annoyed.

“Coming.” I jumped off of the bed and ran my hands through my hair, trying to make it a little bit more presentable. I looked at Sally and grinned as I walked towards the door. “How can I help you, TJ?” I asked softly as I opened the door and looked at him with a blank expression.

“Take me to my bed,” he said softly with a small smirk on his face.

“What?” My heart started beating fast as I gazed into his devilish green eyes. Was he finally coming on to me? Without me having to wear my sexy suspender get-up? “You want me to what?” I said again, nervously licking my lips. Yes, I wasn’t in my right mind. If I were thinking straight, I wouldn’t have actually thought TJ was asking me to take him to his bed and ride him like the cowgirl I knew I could be.

“Take me,” he leaned forward and said even softer. His lips were a mere inch from mine and I could see the brown speckles in his green eyes as they danced in glee.

“Now?” I gulped.

“Yes, please,” he said and I swallowed hard. “I’m ready to go now.”

“Ready to go now?” I said and I jumped as I felt his finger on my cheek, lightly running towards my lips. Oh, my God, I swear I nearly came at his touch.

“Yes, please, Mila.” He grinned and stepped back. “I’d like to know where I’m sleeping tonight and so would Barbie.”

“Oh?” I said, feeling like a fool as I realized what he was saying. “But you know where to sleep.” And then I frowned. “And why aren’t you sharing a bed with Barbie?”

“I don’t want to be presumptuous,” he said as he stepped back, his eyes searching mine. “I’m not sure your parents would appreciate Barbie and me sharing a bed.”

“Yeah, most probably not,” I said, though I wasn’t sure they would care. It was only me they seemed to worry about being proper.

“Okay, that’s good,” he said softly, bending down to whisper into my ear, “I wouldn’t want to keep anyone up too late.”

“Huh?” I said, my face burning. “What do you mean?”

“I mean the sounds of the mattress squeaking and the screams of passion and lust.”

“I don’t need to know about what you and Barbie will be doing,” I said with a frown and moved away from him.

“Who said I was talking about Barbie?” he said quietly and I gulped as I felt his hand on my lower back. “I could be talking about any one of us, right?” he continued.

“Uh huh,” I said and walked ahead of him, swinging my hips from side to side and hoping I looked sexy. I was going to show TJ Walker that he wasn’t the only one who could be a tease. Before this weekend was done, he was going to be begging me to take him in more ways than one.





Chapter Five

TJ

Friday, One Week Ago

I followed Mila down the corridor, but my mind was on her lips and her swinging hips. I was letting her get to me and I knew that I had to ignore her innocent flirting. She had no idea what she was doing by flirting with me. She had no idea that she was playing with fire. And that I had promised her brother that I wouldn’t let her do that. He knew as well as I did that I would burn her if we were to ever get involved. Not that that stopped the bulge in my pants from hardening. Fuck, she was sexy. I wasn’t sure at what point she’d become a woman, but even with her loose jeans and baggy T-shirt, I could see her voluptuous figure. She had perfect-sized breasts, a nice little ass, and long legs that could drive a man wild. And the way she kept flinging her long hair around was driving me crazy. All I could think about was the feel of her hair across my chest and face as she rode me. She needed to stop with her lip-biting and little moans. When she’d fallen on her bed and started going on about her ‘boyfriend,’ I’d wanted to fall onto the bed next to her and show her how loudly a real man could make her moan. But of course, I’d resisted. I couldn’t do that, not to her—but man, did she even know what she’d done to me as she’d rolled around on the bed, messing her sheets up?