Chris
I shifted my gaze to the blonde across the room and bite back a groan. Lilly f*****g Masters, the reason I’m sitting here hiding my raging erection. She’s forbidden. I know it’s wrong to feel the attraction towards her, but my d**k doesn’t care. She’s my best friend’s daughter. In the “do not touch” category. I take a drink from my whiskey and try to avoid looking at her ass. She’s bent over the pool table while a guy helps her shoot the ball. Oh yeah, he wants to shoot something and it has nothing to do with the game.
“Fuck.” I hiss under my breath.
“Hey, looking for some fun?” A brunette asks.
“Go away.”
“Fine, be that way. Probably gay anyways.” She mutters as she walks away.
Not gay.
Definitely not gay.
Lilly meets my stare and smiles.
Fuck.
Don’t come over here.
Lill
