Quinton had disappeared and was no longer beside us. We had gotten up to the top floor and I was surprised to see 3 girls circling together and giggling.
“Sterling,” one particular chesty redhead smiled, her lips faltering slightly but returned just as quick when Sterling set me down.
“What do you want, Christa?”
“Oh come now. Is that anyway to speak to me,” her hand caressed Sterling's bicep, “especially after that romantic night we shared,” her eyes flickered to me, trying to fill me with jealousy.
“You mean the night I had f****d you behind the changing room near the dumpsters? And then left to shower again?”
“Come on. Don’t dismiss it. We have something special,” her leg lifted so it was resting against him, “don’t act like you don’t want it again,” her lips inching closer to h
