would never be." This conversation had gotten into some super deep way beyond territory. For the first time in all their years as friends Bri had never talked openly about her love life. The shock of her friends did not go unnoticed, but bless em’ they let her continue.
“You wouldn’t have been a suck and fuck Bri. Don’t you get it?” Belle asked.
“No she doesn’t.” Ash said
“I get it.” Winter chimed in and Bri wanted to growl in defense.
“Tell me, what would I have been then?" She asked all her frustration running its toll on her. Winter flinched and looked around the bar. “Calm down Bri, we only want to help.”
“I’m fine let’s just get this over with now.” She moaned streaking her fingers through her golden waves, tugging slightly realizing it was the same move Fangs made when at his limit. That reflection made her tug harder and moan louder. “I’m so fucked.” She mumbled to herself.
"Fangs made you his lover not his happy meal." Belle stated happily and Bri cringed at the mental image.
"I know." She mumbled quietly.
"Then why are you still sitting here? Go let the little girl know he is taken and any sucking or fucking tonight will be from you."
They all looked at Winter completely shocked for the vulgar language from such a pristine mouth and from the violent tone she used as she pronounced each word.
"Well I'll be." Said Belle dropping a fifty on the table and standing with her jacket and purse in hand. "Snow White finally turned twenty one today."
Winter rolled her eyes and laughed. "Where are you going? You can’t leave yet!" She whined and made it clear no more margaritas for Princess.
"We are all going to drag Bri out of here and home to get skankafied before we send her ready and willing to Fangs."
They laughed the whole way to Bri’s house, teasing each other and discussing her plan of action. The same one that took a nose dive right into hell the minute she walked through the door.
*
"This is awkward." Winter said and stepped out the front door back first. "We can come back tomorrow."
Bri wanted to tell them, beg them to stay once she got a glimpse of the anger around Fangs, but he made it clear that this little visit was strictly invite only. "Trust me it is for the best." His eyes were pinned on Bri though his words were meant for Winter.
"How was dinner?" She asked immediately wanting to kick herself. At this point she was egging him on, it was a defense she used often. She had been ready to walk in his crypt just five minutes ago and confess her undying love to him, but the minute she saw his face and his black eyes a glow with anger she jumped the defensive.
She wasn’t about to break down if he was only here to fight some more.
"There she goes.” He tossed his arms in the air. “I come to talk and see what the bloody hell is wrong with us and you go raising my hackles not thirty seconds
Sex Retreat [Cowboy Sex 6]
Jarrett Hallcox, Amy Welch