Chapter Twenty-Two
Brody
“Hey dude, what the hell? I thought you were going to text me after Landry’s appointment? I’ve been trying to get ahold of you all damn afternoon.”
I smiled, pulling the phone away from my ear to minimize Talon’s loud-volume lecture. “Landry was off today so we came home after her appointment and banged a lot.”
“Really Brody?” I looked to my right, winking at my half-naked girl.
“I take it things went well then?” I heard the humor and relief in Talon’s voice, and I loved him for it.
“We’ll get the results in a couple weeks, but yeah, everything went well.” I didn’t want to gush to my friend in front of my girl. How uncool would that make me?
“Put me on speaker—I need to talk to Landry.”
I hit the button and laid my phone on my chest. “Okay.”
“Luke has called me three times in the last four hours. I have to get him an update.”
Luke still thought Talon was spending all his free time with Landry, taking care of her and going to all her appointments. It didn’t bother me as much as it did in the beginning. It kept her family off her case, which in turn kept her stress level down.
“Sorry, Tal. I think my phone is still in my purse.” She got up and I groaned in annoyance.
“Baby cakes, get your naked ass back in this bed.” I slapped my hand on the mattress for dramatic effect. “Dammit T, this is why I wouldn’t answer your calls or reply to your texts.”
He chuckled on the other end of the line. “Give the woman a break. I’m sure she needs some rest and some sustenance.”
I sighed. “You aren’t wrong.”
“Talk to you guys later.”
“Bye.” I held my phone out toward Landry when she walked back into the bedroom. “Tell Talon to go away.”
“Bye Talon.”
I hit the end button and then pulled up my Grub Express app. “You hungry?”
Landry lay down, covering her perfect breasts with one of my loose-fitting t-shirts. “Yeah, whatever you want to eat is fine with me.” She put her cell in front of her and the sound of a FaceTime ring filled the room.
“Are you seriously doing that with my naked ass two feet away?” I reached over, tickling her ribs. “Are you ready to tell them about us? I need to talk to your mom anyway. She wants all my social media login info for our new PR manager.” I made a grab for her cell phone and she rolled away, laughing.
“Just stay on your side of the bed”—she pointed at my face—“and keep your mouth shut.”
“Hey, Buttercup. How are you? How was your appointment? We’ve been trying to reach you all day. We were worried.”
It was her dad that answered. The concern in his voice was actually pretty heartwarming. I scooted down farther and positioned my chest between Landry’s thighs, ordering our dinner while she chatted with her fam.
“The appointment went great, and when I got home, I fell asleep.”
“Is Talon still there?” Luke’s voice came over the line, and I rolled my eyes then nipped at her bare thigh.
She smacked the top of my head lightly. “No, he dropped me off after my appointment. He had to go home and pack.” Lies fell off my girl’s tongue with ease, even though I knew they ate her up inside. “Why are you guys all at Uncle Smith’s house? Where is Aunt Dilly?”
“We sent all the females for a spa day.” Dash was the one that answered her question. “Your Uncle Smith adopted two Great Dane rescue puppies as a surprise for his girls.”
Landry giggled. “So you four wanted an afternoon of puppy snuggles before Aunt Dilly and Emmie could come home and hog the new family members?”
“We had to, uh, fix part of the fence. You know, man stuff.” Smith made his voice sound deeper than it actually was.
“Sure.”
Our food was ordered and now I was watching Landry talk to her uncles. They loved her so much. It was clear as day by the tones they all used with her. She’d had a shit start in life, but she was surrounded by affection and attention now. But as sweet as hearing their conversation was, I was me. And I couldn’t let this moment go by without fucking with her.
I slid the sheet covering her legs to the side, dipping down and taking her clit in my teeth. I smiled when I heard her inhale a loud quick breath. “I, uh, I’ve gotta go guys.”
“Buttercup are you okay? You look a little red.”
I let go of her clit, using my tongue instead, teasing her opening.
“Yeah. You know, I’m feeling a little sick, but it’s, ah, it’s time for my meds.”
I put my hands under her ass, lifting her so I could cover her with my mouth.
“Love you guys. Bye.” She flung her cell across the room and collapsed back on her pillows. “I should be pissed at you right now.”
“Yeah?” I flicked her clit with my tongue. “You want me to stop?”
She fisted her hands in my hair, holding me in place. “Don’t you dare.”