“Oh, come on, Devin,” I said with a smirk. “Don’t act like you weren’t trying to get in her pants. I know you, dude. We’re shaped by the same mold. Of all people, don’t even try to play me. I know the way the game is played.” I chuckled.
I was blowing smoke. Honestly, nothing I said was making any sense, but I was pressing any and all his buttons. Still, he wasn’t cracking, which meant I had to pull out the big guns if I wanted him to blow.
“You know … fat girls have low self-esteem,” I whispered so only he could hear me. “Lilly’s a pretty girl, so if I play my cards right, I could be in that tonight.”
I laughed.
And then it happened.
A deep fissure worked its way down him, and he cracked. I could practically see the fracture in his eyes—the pieces breaking away—and the anger flowed out freely.
He was fast, and I didn’t see it coming, but I felt like my head exploded when he punched me. I hadn’t expected him to hit me so hard, and I was sure I blacked out for a minute because when I opened my eyes, I was on the ground and Devin was screaming at me.
He was held back as he barked at me like a rabid dog, spittle flying from his tight lips. My eyes moved around the room, and I watched as expressions filled with disgust at his terrible behavior. I was winning, and he didn’t even know it.
Reaching up, I ran the back of my hand across my nose and wiped at the blood leaking from my nostril. “You broke my damn nose!” I sputtered out for good measure.
“I’ll break more than your nose when I get close to you again, you son of a bitch!” he growled.
I smiled inside, fucking loving what a scene he was making at Lilly’s birthday party. It wouldn’t be long until he was gone, and she was nursing me back to health. I’d be fucking her tonight, no doubt about that. And every time I entered her sweet, plump body, I would think about him and how badly it would hurt him when he found out.
And he would.
If I had to hire a plane to write it in the sky, he would know I fucked the woman he cared about.
Someone attempted to help me up, but the room was still spinning, and I fell back, taking whoever it was down with me. I lay there, blinking away the haze with my face throbbing like a son of a bitch.
With everything going on, I hadn’t even realized I was lying in someone’s arms. Wiping at my bloody nose again, I blinked to gain full consciousness. When I looked up, I was face to face with the best set of tits I had ever seen, which was saying a lot since Lilly had one hell of a rack on her.
I swallowed hard and closed my eyes for a moment. Her body cradled me, her warmth seeping into me, somehow soothing the ache in my face. It was shocking how wonderful it felt to be close to this stranger. It had been years since I had let a woman embrace me this way, and I could only assume it was because I had almost been knocked unconscious.
When I opened my eyes again, my face was curtained by soft scarlet waves as her hair fell all around me.
Red—the color of lust and seduction. The color of sex.
I could practically smell the sweat of two hot bodies just looking through the sinful shade. It was all I saw when I looked at her. Sex surrounded me as she held me in her arms, and for a moment, I forgot that Devin had possibly broken my nose.
I forgot I was lying on Mrs. Sheffield’s floor with people who knew me, and my family as well, staring with sorrow in their eyes. All I saw were those damn misty green eyes—Irish shorelines—next to a sea of unmanageable red hair.
I closed my eyes once more and breathed her in. The soft smell of lavender swirled around me as she leaned closer. Her warm body pressed against me, and my pants tightened. It had been years since I reacted so quickly to a woman over so little. Not since high school when I was too worried about college scouts to notice the cheerleaders with the short skirts.
“Are you okay?” Her voice was deep and husky. Not what I expected from a girl with fair skin and freckles.
She peered down at me with hazel orbs. Her brows pressed down in worry and her lips pursed tight in distress. It was then I felt how tense her body was. While I was feeling like I was melting into her lavender warmth, she was anxious and uncomfortable being so close to me.
I cleared my throat. Even though I knew it would make her even more uncomfortable, I turned my head and brazenly stared at the cleavage peeking over the top of her spaghetti-strapped dress.
“Never been better.” I grinned, leaning in to nuzzle her.
I was definitely out of it.
Devin had packed one hell of a punch.
Her breath stopped, and for seconds, all I could hear was the frantic beating of her heart. It took her a minute to react, but one minute, I was lying in her arms, surrounded by the soft swells of her lush body, and the next, she was using her thighs to shake me off her like a bucking bronco.
“You’re an asshole,” she said, pushing away from me to stand.
Her legs opened as she stood, and I got a peek of purple and black lace panties before she adjusted her dress.
“You look like hot sex.” It was not what I wanted to say, but it was close enough.
I blinked away the blur of being punched in the nose and shook my head a bit to clear it.
“I look like what?” she asked, a horrorstruck expression transforming her face.
Before I could repeat myself, she held her hand up to stop me.
“Don’t answer that. You’re disgusting.” She scowled down at me. “I can’t believe I was actually worried about you.”
She ran a finger under the thin strap of her dress, pulling it back onto her shoulder.
She was taller than most girls I fucked, and her body was billowing with curves. Lilly was attractive, but I was looking forward to fucking her more for the devastation it would cause Devin. But this girl—the redheaded viper—I wanted her bite and venom like I wanted my next breath.
I ached to climb inside her and feel the wrath plastered all over her face.
I had never had a woman call me disgusting before. I had never been looked at with such contempt by the opposite sex, and for some sick unknown reason, it was doing it for me. I was turned on beyond belief, even with my face throbbing.
“You should be worried about me, considering what you’ve done to me.” The room swam around me when I finally made it to my feet.
“I didn’t do anything to you,” she said, appalled.
“Well, I certainly didn’t do this to myself,” I said, motioning to the crotch of my pants and the tent sticking out.
I was hard as a fucking brick wall, and the pressure of my jeans pressing against my rock-hard dick was almost as painful as my face.
Her eyes grew large, and her skin paled. My balls reacted, my cock jerking at the attention when her eyes dipped and moved over my body. The shocked expression on her face made me chuckle.
“What’s wrong, Little Red? Never seen a big, bad wolf before?”
Little Red.
That was what I would call her.
She made me feel predatory. Like a wolf waiting to taste her flesh. It was the perfect name for her.
This wasn’t the first time I saw her. I had seen her before, and I knew she was Lilly’s friend, but apparently, I had been so caught up in my revenge scheme that I hadn’t noticed how fucking sexy she was.