Frayed (Torn #2)(41)

Lindsey busted out with a loud, high-pitched laugh. “Shit, fine I’m not even going to play embarrassed here. Trista and I forgot to tell you, though, that we saw you and Bass as he plowed you hard. That man’s ass was mighty fine.”

Emma was stunned, cheeks inflamed. Her blue eyes popped out of its sockets. “You didn’t! Oh my God! You guys are insane!”

“Oh, please! It’s great to know that the guy my friend is with is pretty talented. You like that nasty talk while you guys are doing the deed?” Lindsey glanced at her as she rolled her towel, both Emma and I followed in the opposite sides.

“Are you kidding me? That’s one of the hottest parts. Bass is insatiable. I think the day that he doesn’t touch me will clearly tell me that he’s done with me.” Emma looked out at the sea with a frown.

The girls were talking as my thoughts reverted back to last night. I was still in shock how Taylor and I progressed, but I wasn’t complaining. Monster Boss was pure dynamite.

“Seeing you look all dreamy and shit, so how is Taylor in the sack? The guy looks like he can throw down some serious punch.” Lindsey wiggled her eyebrows, grinning like an idiot.

“Let’s just say pretty boy is now Monster Boss. It’s that huge. Shit, I felt like I was being attacked and I was trapped. Like a true damsel, I had to surrender to it, you know.”

Emma stood up and sat next to me. “Good for you. What other way to go have fun with a guy like Taylor. Bass tells me that he’s a good guy. He also tells me that he takes women seriously. So, you’re in good hands.”

Good stud, I wanted to add, but we were distracted by multiple beeping sounds coming from Lindsey’s iPad. We both focused on Lindsey as she went through her messages. “What? Facebook and Twitter. I had to update about where we are, duh! Let’s pose and make Plastic Tits jealous.”

Cece, who else? “I f*uking hate that skank,” Emma hissed at the mention of the woman who messed up her love life with Carter. Well, one of five, anyway.

Lindsey sat in between us and pointed the camera above us. “Come on. One, two, three say monster boss!” She took a few shots before she checked them out. “Damn, Emma’s boobies are huge and so are yours, Tris. Mine look off. It sucks that I’m in the land of big bosoms. Anyway, we look hot shizzle. I’m going to put a header like ‘New actress Emma Anderson sunbathing with her sexy tatertots.’ Okay, now there it goes.” Lindsey announced as she flipped the cover back and stashed it on the side.

Lindsey started cussing when her cellphone started shrilling. Emma and I stared at her while she picked up the call, pissed off. “What? I’m still alive and breathing. I haven’t been kidnapped.” She rolled her eyes. “Where am I? If you must know, I’m taking a major shit at the moment, with the runs and all.” Her face broke out with a grin and started laughing. “Seriously, you shouldn’t be watching movies like Taken if it turns you into a paranoid man.” She frowned again as she studied her nails. “I’m in Greece, not Turkey. Well I’m somewhere in the Aegean Sea on a yacht rented out by Bass.” Lindsey sighed. “Yes, she is. No, no. Come on! Dude! Fine, fine. But I think it’s completely stupid. Okay, gosh seriously, okay.” She then handed her phone to Emma, who looked stricken. “Carter.”

Emma’s neck muscles came out as she stared at the phone, frozen in time. She then looked at me and then to Lindsey.

Ah, shiznits. “You don’t have to…” I trailed off, knowing she had a lot of questions for Carter at the moment.

Well, I was caught by surprise when she actually took the phone and strode towards the tipping point of the deck before she finally took the call. Her back was to us, giving us a nice show of her electric blue bikini-clad body. Lindsey and I sat quietly, but we could barely hear anything from her. After five minutes, she finally walked back to us.

“What do I do with your brother, Lindsey?” Emma voiced out as she handed her phone back to her.

Lindsey sighed, shrugging. “He’s in love, apparently. I don’t know why he had to f*uk up big time for him to realize just how much you meant to him. I told him that you’d moved on, Em, but he’s not listening. From what I’ve seen and heard, he’s not even screwing or seeing anyone. Now, that’s shocking. Guess he’s serious about this whole idea of winning you back.”

Emma shook her head and went to her towel. She sat there brooding.

If Lindsey ever found out how serious, I think she’d be shocked. That sapphire ring sealed the commitment aspect for me. If I were Emma, I’d be all messed up by now. Okay, Carter f*uked-up, but when they were together, they were great, too. He was crazy about his Emma. The bigger question was how could a woman ever let go of someone like Bass? It didn’t matter if both men were still in that heart of hers because Bass clearly had to step-up and f*uking claim her before they got back to LA, before Carter got a chance to weave his way in and break that barrier she had against him.

Lindsey was looking at her with concern. “He still affects you.” She concluded as a statement, a fact, not a question. “Shit!”

I suddenly came to Emma’s defense. “They were together for a while and in love at that. Even if they broke up after that boathouse incident, they still made out a few times afterwards. That was what? Five weeks ago? I don’t blame her being affected by Carter. It’s natural to feel like that towards someone you love.”