Truth Forever 7

Truth

I did need to get her out of here. And out of that tiny mini skirt. All I could think of was how round her ass had looked framed by the emerald green thong when I had first seen her. I wanted to know what underwear she was wearing tonight. Would it be a thong again or something more modest? Not that it mattered to me. I was going to take a bite out of that peachy ass no matter how she had covered it.

I just had to sort out some business first.

Glancing behind me, I studied her quickly. Relieved to find her exactly where I had left her. My cut at the back of her chair was a clear warning to anyone who had thought about making a move.

“You doing ok there, brother?” Wicked, my brother glanced up from his pint to study me. His face was serious, but he couldn’t keep the smirk that was tugging up the corners of his mouth. “Or have you crashed and burned again?”

Gent had obviously told him the story.

Assholes.

The pair of them.

“Of course, I haven’t,” I smirked right back at him. “S