“Hey, baby, yeah, I got it. You worked fucking miracles before I left. Can’t wait to get your hands on me here in a little bit.”
She was silent for a beat, then she asked, “Umm, Carter. Are you alright?”
“Yeah, baby. Liked that too. Especially the thing you did with your tongue.” I said.
I heard Bridgett’s gasp.
But I ignored her.
“Whose there?” she asked.
“Tell you all about the way I see that fantasy going. Bet you’ll knock it out of the fucking park.”
She started giggling.
“Yeah, I know. Can’t wait too. Want me to grab takeout on my way home? That way we can pop it in the microwave, keep it warm while we see to some other... interesting matters.” I said.
Then I glanced back and watched as Bridgett stormed away.
I sighed long and deep.
“She’s gone?” Harlee asked.
“Yeah. Bridgett.”
“Well, in that case, you can use me as your alibi anytime. That girl, I swear.” She snickered.
I chuckled, then stepped forward and paid, “But seriously, need me to grab some takeout or something?”
“Nah, I got us covered. Thankfully, I put a roast in the crock pot before I headed to work this morning.”
“Fuck. You know the way to a man’s heart.” I groaned.
I loved my mother’s cooking. Seriously. But Harlee’s cooking knocked anything my mother made out of the freaking park.
She chuckled, “Okay, see you in thirty minutes or so.”
After we hung up, I walked out to my truck, climbed in, and headed to Harlee’s.
Without that little voice in your head, you wouldn’t be able to read this.
– WTF fun fact #660.
Chapter 6
Harlee
Badass Chicks Text Thread
Talia – I swear I’m going to smother my brothers in their sleep.
Me – Need any help?
Lila – What did they do now?
Talia – Inserts screenshots.
Me –*laughing emoji*
