Chapter 36

My Casanova radar is still fully functioning, from years of playing the field, and I know strong come ons when I get them, probably why I’m malfunctioning on all levels. I already know how she feels about me, so this would be like taking complete advantage of her.

“What happened to Massive Douchebag, I liked that one, it has a sexy ring to it.” I nudge her suggestively with my hip, so she is knocked away slightly, biting on my lip to curb the urge to drag her back and follow through with sliding my hands up those thighs under her short coat, and figure hugging dress.

Sophie’s eyes go straight to my mouth and it’s like a jolt to my crotch, burning my dick into another impending erection I have no control over. I thank god for wearing my longer jacket and hiding my misdemeanors from her. For the first time in life I thank my dad for giving me his poker face, and skills at never really letting people know what’s going on in my head from sight alone. It’s the only thing savi