Play Fair (The Devil's Share Book 3)(33)
I didn’t need to be in South Carolina to figure out my future; I could do that from here. And Jacks was a good father. He’d known about Landry for less than a week; it was okay that he hadn’t figured everything out yet. I took my tea and headed back upstairs. I sat at the small desk in my room and started going through the catalogues that Lexi had left for me. There was a note with a checklist attached. Jacks’s house had five bedrooms and six and a half bathrooms. Seemed a little large for just him and Landry. But I guess one day he’d have a wife and more kids. Would that be me? We’d decided to take our friendship to the next level last night. But there were a hell of a lot of steps between making out and moving in together, right? I flipped open a huge magazine full of light fixtures and lost myself in decisions for a house I might never even see.
Chapter Fifteen
Jacks
Landry and I had been gone forty-five minutes, and the second I got home all I wanted to do was find Bryan and kiss the hell out of her. Because I could. Because we’d crossed that line, hell, we’d shot that line all to shit. I wanted her before, but now? It was a whole new level of want. “B? You up here?” I peeked my head into my room. Then walked farther down the hall. “Doll? What are you doing?” She was sitting at the desk, a pile of catalogues surrounding her and a pen stuck between her teeth.
She looked up when I walked in, a bright smile on her pretty face. She still hadn’t put her contacts in yet and seeing her sitting there with that topknot and sexy glasses about made me pass out. She must have noticed my level of want, because her smile turned wicked. She started playing with the pen in her teeth and brought one of her bare legs up to rest on the chair, causing her shorts to ride up her thigh. I growled like a dog with a bone and made it across the room in two long strides. She stood and threw her arms around my neck when I got to her. I put my hands on her tight little ass and pulled her against me, kissing her sweet mouth. She moaned, the vibrations making me lift her up and wrap her legs around my waist. I stepped forward, putting her back against a wall, grinding against her core. My hands were braced above her head, her grip on my hips with her thighs and the wall were the only things holding her up. “Tonight is date number two, right? Another date, another base, baby doll?” She grabbed me by the hair and brought my mouth back to hers, nodding furiously. I smiled against her skin, trailing my kisses down her neck.
“That’s hot. Now I’m horny.”
I pulled my mouth off Bryan’s throat and rested my forehead against her chest. I was breathing like I’d just run a marathon and I could feel her heart racing. “Is there something we can help you with, Lex?” I could hear the unusual edge to my voice. I was wound tight. That little shower session last night helped calm me down for all of fifteen minutes. About as long as it took for B to come get in bed and snuggle her perky ass against me.
I sat Bryan on her feet as Lexi walked in and took a seat on the bed. “As a matter of fact, yes you can.” She pointed to the desk. “I need to get your color choices to the painters.”
“For what? The house? Was I supposed to be picking out paint colors today?” I reached down and adjusted my dick. I was hard as f*ck and I didn’t really care if Lexi knew it.
And judging by the smirk she had on her face, she did. “Uh, yeah, you were.” She shrugged. “But I knew you wouldn’t. So I asked Bryan to do it for you.”
“Oh. Okay.” I looked over at B. That’s what she was doing in here? Picking out colors for the house I was building. Was that weird? Was that too soon for her? She wanted to take things one step at a time. I’m pretty positive that designing a house for us to live in is a step numbered in the thousands.
Bryan walked over to the desk and picked up a handful of colored squares of paper. Color swatches? Is that what those were called? “Here are two different choices.” She spread them out on the desk. “You can either go with these grays or these beiges. Then everything will be neutral and you can be bolder with lighting and furniture.”
“Uh…the beigggge—” I saw both Lexi and Bryan start to wince. “Ggggray. I choose the gray.”
Bryan smiled. “Good choice.”
“Thanks. Cabinets and countertops are next, Baby Dil.” Lexi grabbed the swatches off the desk and started toward the door. “You guys can get back to sucking face. Although, unless you are ready to announce to the family that you are now ‘more than friends,’ I’d shut the door.” She winked over her shoulder as she walked out.
“Did she just call me Baby Dil?”
I sat on the bed and pulled Bryan between my legs. “Lex loves a bad nickname.” I slid my hands up her sides, stopping my thumbs against the underside of her breasts. “Now, where were we?”
She smiled and moved toward me a fraction of an inch. “Were we about here?”
“No, doll, I think we were a little closer than this.” I reached up, fisting my hands in her beautiful hair and tugging her closer to me. Within seconds I was caught up in her again. Lost in the feel of her mouth on mine, her hair in my hands. She climbed on my lap, straddling me and making me want to toss her on the bed and bury my face between her legs. That was second-date material, right?
“Really? What did I just tell you two?”
I pulled back a second time, shooting Lexi an annoyed-as-hell look. “Why are you still watching, creeper?” Bryan climbed off my lap, but I held her hip to keep her from going too far.