Third Chances (Men Of Manhattan #2) - Ivy Smoak Page 0,89

appearing. She had said she was scared of dying before she knew what living was. I had kind of just assumed she meant before she knew what having sex with me was like. But why was she really scared of dying? And what did she mean by living?

"So what were you apologizing for?" Matt asked. I hadn't told him about last night. And James hadn't because he didn't remember anything.

Daphne looked up at me. "A lot of things actually. And I didn't get to say everything I needed to. We got kind of distracted."

"Geez, all you two do is talk about sex. Get a room."

I laughed. "We had a room. And you tried to walk in on us. And then you persuaded us to come down here with you. I would have been perfectly happy going for round two if you know what I mean."

"Ugh." Matt pushed through the doors to the pool. "You should probably stop talking about sex now or else Mr. Horny Pants is going to start blabbering about how much he misses Penny again. I had no idea how much Penny put out. She's sexy as hell and a freak in the bed? James is a pretty lucky guy."

"Don't talk about her like that, man."

Matt laughed. "Daphne, just as a fair warning, Rob has a constant hard-on for Penny."

What the fuck? I was about to defend myself when Daphne laughed.

"I think it's sweet that he looks out for his future sister in law."

"That's one way to put it. Anyway, you'd think James would eventually whack one off in the bathroom," Matt continued. He was completely oblivious to how much he was pissing me off. "Or if he's anything like you, in the middle of the fucking rainforest." He laughed. "Either way, cool it with the sex talk. I'm sick of James complaining."

Too bad. I had already planned my entrance. As soon as I got over to James and Mason, I sang, "I just had sex," at the top of my lungs. I dropped Daphne's hand and made a thrusting move with my hips. "And it felt so good!" That was one of my favorite songs. The Lonely Island was the best group ever.

James and Mason started laughing. I did a little twirl and pointed at Daphne. "You've got the next set of lyrics, girl," I said to her. "Hit it!"

She immediately covered her face with her hands.

When Mason was able to catch his breath, he said, "Seriously? You're completely mortifying her." He started laughing again.

"Doesn't matter had sex!" I sang. "Saw her boobies and the rest." I stopped singing. "Actually, I didn't see her boobies. We're going to have to fix that."

"You're such an idiot," Matt said. He sat down in one of the chairs.

Daphne slowly lowered her hands from her face. Her cheeks were bright red. "What is wrong with you?"

I laughed. "You know I'm the man of your dreams."

"Not quite."

"Ouch." I put my hands on my chest. "If I had to describe the feeling, it was the best," I sang.

"Stop singing." She pushed my shoulder.

"Was it the best 30 seconds of your life?" James asked, trying to keep a straight face.

"I was kind of trying to avoid those lyrics," I said.

James laughed. "I'm glad you could join us, Daphne. Let me grab you a chair."

"No, it's fine," I said. I grabbed Daphne's waist and pulled her down into the only empty lounge chair with me. "I forgot to tell you that I love to snuggle after sex."

She laughed as she settled between my legs. "How are you so nice and so horrifyingly rude at the same time?"

"Rude? Baby, singing to you was a compliment." I kissed the side of her neck.

"You just told all your friends that we had sex," she hissed back at me.

"Exactly. And it was amazing. Oh sorry, I missed an important lyric." I cleared my throat. "And it felt so good!" I sang.

"Oh my God, stop. You already sang that. I will seriously hit you."

I laughed. "If you did, I would have to tie you up. Bet you wish I wasn't leaving tonight now, huh?"

She looked behind her shoulder at me. Her eyes looked a little sad. "Of course I wish you weren't leaving." She tilted her head back, resting it against my chest. Her hair tickled my skin.

I wrapped my arms tightly around her and rested my chin on the top of her head. She felt so small in my arms. Maybe having me wrapped around her comforted her