Spiked by Love (Bellevue Bullies #6) - Toni Aleo Page 0,27
a pussy?” I ask and she laughs.
“Actually, it’s refreshing for a guy to want to know me instead of just fucking me on night one.”
“I blame my mom.” She laughs, and I laugh along with her as I move closer to her. “I listen to her tell my sisters never to accept anything less than the royal treatment, and I think I don’t want to let her down. I wouldn’t want some dude to take either of my sisters to bed without knowing them. Though, I’m pretty sure Stella is busy as fuck.”
She laughs harder. “She isn’t a saint.”
“I know,” I say, shaking my head. “But for me, I want more than just a roll in the sack. I’m wired a different way.”
“I think that’s sweet,” she says softly, and we share a grin.
I lower my voice and lean toward her. “But once I know you, believe me, I’ll fuck you not dumb, but stupid, which is way harder and with meaning.”
She beams at me, and a little snicker leaves her lips. “You’re so dorky.”
“It’s part of my charm.”
She hasn’t stopped smiling. “I’ve always found you attractive, and I’ve told Ally many times I don’t know how she isn’t humping you daily. But now I think I might like you, like you.”
I scoff. “Well, thanks.”
She bites her lip. “So.”
“So?”
But before I can even focus on what she is saying, I see Ally getting up and heading out with Taco. Hand in hand. I hold up my hand to Angie. “One second.”
I get up then despite her gripe and catch up with Ally and Taco. “Hey.”
Ally’s brows come in, and Taco gives me that “Die” look he has totally perfected since meeting me. Dude hates me. A lot. I take great pride in that. “Are you leaving?”
Ally eyes me. “Yeah.”
“Are you giving me a ride?”
Taco looks between us, and his aggravation is growing. “No, we’re leaving.”
“I thought you were going to Uber?” Ally asks me.
“My PayPal is shut down, and I left my wallet at home.” Wow, that lie came off my tongue quick. Ally doesn’t believe a word of it.
“I can call you an Uber,” Ally suggests, but I shake my head.
“Why, when you can take me? Meet up with him later.”
“Dude, stop cockblocking,” Taco says, and I give him a look that I hope he realizes means he is trash.
“Chalupa, I mean Nacho. Sorry, can I call you Nacho?” I ask and his look says no, but I don’t care. “I don’t need to cockblock. You’re not worth her time—”
“Ash, stop,” Ally says then, pressing her hand into my chest. “Go back to your date. Stella can give you a ride.”
Our eyes meet, and I silently beg her not to do this. “You’re better than this.”
She looks away. “See ya.”
I want to stop her, but there is no point. She does what she wants. That asshole has some kind of pull on her. As I watch them walk out, Taco’s hand slides down her back to her ass, and I cringe as the anger eats me alive. What the hell is she doing? When Stella comes up beside me, I can feel her gaze on me as I exhale.
“Just FYI, you can’t care more about your best friend than you do a potential girlfriend. Your date can get a little icky about it.”
I take a deep breath as I shake my head. “Ally has been my best friend for a long time—she is important to me. Whoever I am with will just need to get used to that. I care about Ally’s well-being. She doesn’t think before she acts.”
I meet Stella’s gaze, and she’s giving me a weird look. “Dude, you know the only reason Jasmine was okay with your relationship with Ally was because she wanted to sleep with her, right?”
I don’t need this reminder. “So?”
“So, a straight woman isn’t like that. They want you all to themselves. You either need to be prepared to give up this need to protect and be there for Ally, or start dating her, because you can’t have both.” She pats my chest. “I’ll be ready to leave in ten. Might want to go back and smooth things over with Angie before you lose that potential. She’s really great, and I think you two could be good together.”
I make a face. “She only wants to sleep with me.”
She shrugs. “What’s wrong with that?”
With that, she walks away as I let out a long breath. I think there is something wrong with me