Closing the door, he turned to watch as Leo passed Skylar a soda.
“How do you feel about pizza?” Paul asked.
“I happen to love pizza. Not anchovies. I hate them.” Skylar wrinkled her nose.
Paul rolled his eyes, and handed over two of the pizzas.
“Too bad because Paul happens to love anchovies, and so he always has to buy one pizza for himself, and then make sure there’s enough for the rest of us,” Leo said, taking a seat on the floor. Sitting in their circle, they opened up the pizzas, and Skylar grabbed the spicy meat one with extra cheese and took a large bite.
“Wow, you know, I was thinking about going on a diet, but when you taste food this good, I mean, why? Why put yourself through all that hell?” She took another bite, and moaned. “I’m sorry. I should probably do the girly thing, right? Have one slice, or tell you I’m a vegetarian, or just go and get a salad.”
“Please tell me you’re not going to do that?” Leo asked.
Paul said the same.
“I think I’ve already proven I’m not. There are no better things in life than pizza. Well, maybe homemade. Teri does an amazing pizza. She adds spices and herbs, and cheese to the crust. It is fab.” She finished off her slice and licked her fingers clean.
Paul was already onto his third slice as she was picking up her second.
“It’s good to see a woman eat and enjoy her food,” he said. “I can’t stand it when they’re forking through the leaves on their plate. What a total waste of food. I don’t know who finds that attractive, but to me those men are total douches.”
“You like a girl who can eat?” she asked.
“Yeah. I’ve spent my hard-earned cash on this dinner. The least you can do is enjoy it right.”
She tilted her head to the side, and he saw she was thinking about it. “You know I never thought about it that way. When people go on dates, I mean the guy pays sometimes, right? Why wouldn’t they want to see the meal they paid for enjoyed? I think you should open some kind of website to teach men some manners.”
“You had some bad dates?” Leo asked.
“One or two. I was set up on this blind date a few years ago, and before I even sat down, the guy asked me if I had money because he didn’t know if he could afford what I could eat.”
Rage completely filled Paul, and he looked toward Leo, seeing the exact same emotion in his friend.
“Let’s say it was really awkward to even stay. I sat down, and I looked at him, confused. He simply pointed at my body and told me that I looked more like a ‘more than you can eat buffet kind of girl’. Yeah, that was a real low point in my life.” She shrugged. “I’ve had a couple of assholes like that. I’m not a pig or anything. I just … I like to eat, and to eat good food, you know.”
Leo wrapped his arm around her shoulders and pulled her back. “You need to ignore those assholes. They do not know what they are missing out on.” He pressed a kiss to her head and she was smiling.
“It’s all fine now. I’m not hurt or anything.” She patted Leo’s arm, and turned to smile at him. Leo, being Leo, kissed her lips.
The sight had Paul’s already hard cock thickening even more.
“So, no more assholes for you,” he said, drawing her attention back to him.
“No asshole.” She giggled. “It’s kind of funny to think like that, don’t you think?”
****
Tonight wasn’t supposed to be about pressuring her. Leo shouldn’t have kissed her, and he had seen that he’d caught her by surprise. Just hearing what some asshole had done to her had really angered him. He wanted to hurt every single bastard that was in her past, and make sure they never did it again.
She had been so unlucky, and he couldn’t stand to think of her hurting at all. Some men really didn’t know what their words were doing.
He loved the way she ate. How her eyes closed when she took a bite, and her tongue came out to lick the side of her lip. For him, he was hoping one day she would suck his cock with as much relish.
“Let’s play truth or dare,” Paul said.
Turning to his friend, Leo frowned. “Truth or dare? Seriously, how old are you?”
Skylar started laughing.