The Fling (Playboy Pact 2) - Page 3

“Bro,” Cain announced, walking into the cabin with Sawyer and me right behind him. “I resent that. I don’t fuck freshman girls. They get too clingy for my liking.” He grabbed a soda from the fridge.

Sawyer asked what we were all thinking. “What about that freshman, Laura, that you screwed last month?”

Cain was notorious for forgetting girl’s names, and I’d seen him get slapped in the face because of it.

He looked up at the ceiling, narrowing his eyes like he was thinking about something. “Laura… Hmmm… Laura…” he accentuated, shaking his head. “Nope. Name doesn’t ring a bell. I don’t know a Laura.”

“And you just proved my point,” Leo remarked, making Mila chuckle.

“Oh!” I exclaimed, acting all giddy. “Do me next, Mr. Know It All.” Grabbing the other controller off the coffee table, I hit the button to request in the video game Leo was battling.

He approved my request, adding, “A guy who’s still trying to find his dick.”

Mila choked on her drink, making me glance over at her. “Mila, why don’t we go into the other room, and you can tell Leo how easy it was to find my cock because it’s so fucking huge.”

“Uhhh … I can think of a hundred other things I’d rather do than see your dick.”

“A hundred? Damn,” I scoffed out. “My dick is offended. It might be hiding now.”

She laughed; she couldn’t help it. I was hilarious with my constant smartass banter. Out of all of us, I was definitely the funniest, and I had the reputation to prove it. It was how I got laid. Nothing worked better than making a girl laugh. They ate that shit up, and I served it to them on a platter with my cock.

Mila knew I was messing around with her, though. This was how we always treated her, like one of the guys.

“Now I feel left out,” Sawyer stated. “What am I?”

Leo killed two more enemies. “Yours is pretty obvious, dumb shit.”

“What’s that supposed to mean, jackass?”

“It means, anywhere we go, everyone knows you. Life of the party, Sawyer. Usually drunk, fucking shit up, and messing around with more than one girl in a night.”

He summed Sawyer up pretty accurately. I’d never seen someone be able to drink like a fish and still get up to take his SATs. Not only take them, but fucking knock them out of the park. He was smart as shit, wanting to be a doctor. I told him he should be a gynecologist because getting paid to feel tits and pussies all day seemed like a job you didn’t need to get paid for.

“I can’t help I gravitate toward the center of attention. It’s natural for me. Plus, girls throw themselves at me. What the fuck am I supposed to do, say no? I’m not a pussy like you.”

“Sawyer!” Leo shouted. “I can’t even cross county lines toward Tullahoma to go hiking without worrying about my tires getting slashed because you thought it was a good idea to fuck around with twin sisters.”

“Hey! You said go for it!”

“Only if you were ready to deal with the consequences. Shit!” Leo threw his controller on the coffee table. “You assholes just made me lose.”

I shook my head, chuckling. “You lost because I started playing and kicked your ass.” Leaning to the left, I tried to take out his next opponent.

“The fact that you guys play video games like we’re still in middle school should be the bigger issue here.”

“Playing a video game?” Cain questioned. “We’re saving the world one game at a time.”

“What?” she remarked. “That doesn’t even make sense.”

I bumped her leg with my knee. “Makes perfect sense, Mila. We’re preparing for the zombie invasion.”

“Oh my God. Zombies are not invading. You know what? The only one of you ho bags I can stand is Sawyer.”

“I don’t know why,” Leo replied to her. “Last year he slept with the only female friend you have … or had.”

Cain defended Sawyer, “She was hot. Plus, Mila, that was kinda your fault. We told you it was a bad idea to have a girlfriend. You started bringing her around, and it was only a matter of time before one of us nailed her.”

“More like railed her,” I added.

“I hate all of you,” she jokingly remarked. “I have no girlfriends because of your reputations. They don’t trust me.”

Cain somewhat apologized, “Sorry, not sorry.”

She took a deep breath, changing the subject. “At least you look like you’re handling the split okay, Cain. I’m sorry about your parents.”

His demeanor immediately changed, and I nodded at her. “Way to kill the mood, Mila.”

“I’m sorry, Cain. I didn’t mean to—”

“I have a great idea,” Leo revealed out of nowhere, bringing all our eyes over to him.

I could tell by the look in his eyes that he hated seeing Cain in pain; we all did. It was obvious he was hurting and trying to play it off like he wasn’t.

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