Page 36 of Twisted Surrender
“Like you want to take his pants off with your teeth and suck him dry,” Britt retorts with a smug smile.
“Stop it!” Francesca hisses. “Jesus, Britt!” She waves towards the kids. “Careful what you say. You know JJ repeats everything. And don’t talk about the Chief that way!”
Britt just laughs and shrugs. “Whatever. We all have sex. I’ve heard some rumors about late nights at the station.”
Chelsea pours wine for everyone but herself and passes the glasses out. I grab for the bottle instead and Chelsea laughs. “Nope. One at a time, please.” I just roll my eyes, down the wine in one gulp, then hold the empty glass out for her to refill with a smirk on my face.
“Oh, girl, you’re going to fit in perfectly with this group.” Farrah laughs and I relax at her words. It feels good to know they’ve already accepted me. Though I’m closer to their age than Vincent’s.
“I feel like I’m being thrown to the wolves.” I take another hefty sip of my drink. “Vincent warned me about you Casanovas, but this is intense.”
They laugh, and Britt throws her arm around me. “Oh honey, we’re not the wolves.” She nods her head towards the men. “They’re the wolves. And the one you brought home? Well, I heard he loves to eat little redheads.”
My face blushes, I can feel my body heat.
“There’s the confirmation we need! You two are a thing!” Britt claps her hands and has a huge smile.
I cover my face with one hand.
“Drink up, then spill the tea.”
So, I do. I tell them all the details. They especially want all the sexy time deets and I kind of enjoy talking to the girls. I know I shouldn’t be gossiping, but this doesn’t feel that way. I feel like I’m talking to my sisters, and they’re all so happy about my newfound relationship.
“Girl, where do you live? Bobby said he didn’t remember getting your application for housing.”
This house is quickly becoming a topic I want to avoid.
“I bought a home a few months back. Over in Lakeshore.”
They fall silent and it’s exactly the reaction I expected. They’re Christmas fixtures, born and raised. The Casanovas all live on the same block together. They did it on purpose when they started buying homes. I think it’s sweet and I love the closeness of the family.
I could have that, too.
“I know, I know. It’s not a good spot, but it’s what I could afford. Plus, the home is a total fixer upper and I’m super excited to do the work myself.”
I notice Adley is very quiet. “Adley, I know Billy installed the windows. It’s okay. He didn’t know Vincent didn’t ask me. We talked it out, and I don’t hold anything against Billy.”
“No, it’s not that. Girl, just be careful. I’ve heard some rumblings about home invasions lately. And I’m not saying you’re in a terrible area, but it’s not Christmas.”
“I stay with Vince most nights.”
“I bet you do. Tell me, is it different being with an older man?” Britt leans in, eyes wide and so eager for the info.
I laugh at her. “Aren’t you younger than Bobby?”
“Stop it. She’s five years younger. Your twenty has nothing on her!” Farrah exclaims.
“Twenty! Wait! How old are you?” Chelsea leans in close.
“I’m twenty three.”
“Jesus. I’d never think you’re that young. I feel like twenty-three is a kid. You’re definitely not that.”
“Well, thank you for that.” I laugh at her. “I definitely feel older than I am. Not by any kind of trauma. I’ve just always been drawn to people outside of my age range.”
“So? How’s the sex?”
“Britt! Why do you want to know so bad! I don’t want to know about the Chief that way!”