Frayed (Torn #2)(27)

I immediately stood up, as did Lindsey. Taylor was across the hall, arms folded against his chest with an amused expression on his face. He cocked his head at us, directing it towards the patio. He even had the gall to wait until we silently moved away from the holy hotness of the Bass f*ukery. Until the day I die, I will remember that image in my head. Emma was one lucky lady.

Go get it doll, I cheered in my head.

Once we were outside, Lindsey and I shared a look, a-barely-contained-excitement kind of look. “Shit. Was that the hottest thing you’ve ever seen or what?” Lindsey wondered out loud, matching my thoughts.

“Hell to the mother-f*uking yeah!!!”

“Did you see that ass?” We both exclaimed, swooning.

I was a little annoyed when Taylor cleared his throat, breaking our concentration from thoughts of sex and mental images of the sensual play we’d just seen. We were so caught up with our own thoughts that we forgot about him, standing there on the opposite side of the patio, watching us fawn and daydream about what we had just witnessed. I wasn’t sure what he thought about us daydreaming nasty thoughts about his best friend’s buns of steel and I wasn’t quite sure I cared because it had definitely been the show of a lifetime.

“I think five minutes is enough replaying it in your dirty heads, no? Those two will be joining us soon, once they’ve realized we have arrived. It would be awkward if Bass came out here and you girls looked all flushed.” Taylor tried to hide the smile. He was definitely making fun of us.

Lindsey grinned at him as she started to walk towards one of the chaise lounges then sat, facing him. “Come on, dude. I’m sure this thing always happens to you.”

He gave her a humorous laugh. “It does, and it never gets old.”

“So, did you guys ever like the same woman? I’m sure that’s happened before. I mean, you guys are both exceptionally good looking,” Lindsey said as she stared at Taylor, waiting for him to answer her direct question.

He looked thoughtful a moment, pondering Lindsey’s question with consideration. “Nah, Bass and my tastes are different. He has a thing for exotic beauties with accents. On the other hand, I prefer brunettes.”

Lindsey frowned at that. “That’s interesting to me. Emma’s not an exotic beauty with an accent. Why do you think Bass is with her then?”

f*uking good question there, Doll, and what’s with Taylor’s thing for brunettes? Was he trying to tell me something? f*uktard!

Taylor didn’t even look worried about Lindsey’s suspicions. “The only one that could answer your question would be the man himself. Anyone with eyes, though, could see how crazy he is about her. In the end, I guess a person can’t really control what they feel towards someone, even if that someone is not what one expected them to be. We don’t do the choosing, our souls do.”

The last few sentences made Lindsey frown. “Well, that’s a f*uked up thing to say, Taylor. You totally just screwed with my head. I say we need some hefty margaritas in our systems.” She stood up and left the patio, heading straight to the bar inside. I knew Taylor’s words made her think of Brody.

That would definitely pissed her off. If Lindsey could ease up on her thoughts of Brody for a little bit, she could breathe easily. Then again, Lindsey was one stubborn-headed bitch. Not only that, but she has a notoriously vindictive personality to boot. Ever since our small weekend jaunt in Tahoe last year, Lindsey was bitchy when it comes to Cece. And that includes ALL the men Cece slept with, including the men who she was in love with since middle school.

Emma, Bass and Lindsey all came out at the same time, bringing drinks and snacks with them. Bass was only wearing his ripped, stained jeans. I blushed when he gave me a smile. Yeah, I was a little embarrassed because I was admiring his ass while he was having sex with my friend a little over half an hour ago. If he had known that, I wondered if he would still smile at me. Emma, on the other hand, gave me a happy kiss on the cheek. Her torso-hugging dress flared loosely from her hips to her ankles. It showed off her amazing body in an understated way. Yeah, Emma’s one of those girls that appears as if they popped into this world looking like a damn super model. I caught Bass cupping her ass before he moved past Emma; he was trying to be subtle, but had failed miserably. The gesture made it obvious that he couldn’t get enough of Emma. If he wasn’t in love with her already, he was on his way there. I was glad that she finally found a man who adored her like mad. It wasn’t hard to see the happiness that radiated off her.

We were discussing our trip in Ios when a slight knock on the glass made us look up. All five heads turned to watch a blue-eyed, dark haired, Greek piece of perfection walk towards our table. Holy shit, this island harbored all the hot males.

“Good evening. I let myself in after a few knocks. I hope you guys don’t mind.” The Greek man spoke with a husky, accented voice.

“Girls, this is Dimitris. We’ll be staying at his place in Athens tonight.” Bass introduced him to Lindsey and me. It was obvious that Taylor already knew him since they greeted each other like long, lost buddies.

“You’re an actor as well?” Lindsey asked him as Dimitris settled himself across her. To other observers, she might look nonchalant and blasé, but I knew better. Lindsey’s eyes sharpened, her “come get me boys” look was in place. Sultry Doll was definitely ready to play.