23. Tyson
TYSON
Once Vance’s door closed behind Adelaide, I turned back to him. “What was that about?”
“We had a good night.” He shrugged. “She enjoyed my shrimp dick I guess.” I’d never hear the end of him hooking up with her or the fact that we fucked the same woman, but it was Vance. I would be much angrier if it was someone else.
“Fucker.” I shoved him back.
“Jealous?” He cocked his head. Why did he have to taunt me like this?
“Annoyed.” I couldn’t stop the green monster of jealousy creeping in. I wanted to see her again and he was a persistent motherfucker. I needed to step up my game.
He motioned to his couch. I sat down with my coffee again. “You won’t be when I tell you what she told me last night.”
Exasperated, I said “Go on then.” I probably wouldn’t like this either, but I also wanted to talk about Adelaide.
“She text me that she was thinking about fucking you and I at the same time.” Holy. Fucking. Shit. Why did that turn me on so fucking much?
“I’m guessing by the silence, you are not opposed.” Of course I’m not.
“Fuck no. We’ve shared before. It’s been a while though.
” And it was glorious when we shared. I definitely didn’t forget about it.
I can’t begin to imagine how it would be with someone as amazing as Addy.
It wasn’t always about the women either.
It was that Vance and I knew each other so well, we didn’t need to coach each other.
We also could just be ourselves in that moment without being judged.
“It has, but I think she’d be perfect.” He quirked his brow. “Do you want to hear the fantasy?”
“Not from you.” I stood up and fixed my gym pants. “I have work to do.”
His eyes scanned down my body to my tented shorts, “I see that.”
“Fucker.” I walked out, slamming the door.
Lemon: I get done with work at five. Want to go to dinner afterwards?
Me: Absolutely. I’ll drive.
Lemon: Perfect see you then *wink emoji*
I typed a few responses, but couldn’t come up with anything clever so I left it. She threw me off my game. Well, what little game I might have had.
Lemon: Do you dance?
Me: No necessarily
But I’d do anything for you. I didn’t say that though.
Lemon: Oh, well nevermind. Dinner is good too.
Me: What were you going to say?
Lemon: Would you want to go back to the club and burn off steam? But if that's not your thing…
Me: It can be my thing for you.
Lemon: Please *begging eyes emoji*
I’m a fucking sucker.
Me: I guess I’ll share you, for a little bit. *wink emoji* Then you are ALL mine.
Lemon: Fucking Vance.
I burst out laughing. I couldn’t resist putting that in there. She had to know that we talk and that he’d tell me what they talked about.
Lemon: Although…the thought of the two of you *thinking emoji*
This fucking tease.
Me: Get to work. That’s an order.
Lemon: Only Vance can order me around. I just get to enjoy you.
Me: I’ll let you enjoy me anytime you want.
I could still be smooth, I just needed a minute. The typing dots came up a couple times then a GIF popped up of someone fanning themselves. I laughed again.
Vance peeked in my office. “Who got you smilin’ like that?”
“You are an idiot.” I put my phone down, “Did you need something?”
“Actually yeah, I could use some pointers for the fight coming up. Jackson keeps kicking my ass with this one move and it’s pissing me off.” He had a huge red mark on his back from being slammed on the mat, and it looked painful.
“Yeah, I can help.” I followed him out to the gym floor.