She turned around and offered me a warm smile. “Oh, hey Old Man.”
I loved hearing her use my nickname. When the other guys used it, it annoyed me and even felt kind of demeaning, but when Khloe used it, it turned me on. “Hey there, young lady.” Khloe wrinkled her nose, it looked adorable, but she seemed annoyed. “What’s wrong? Second guessing being passed around?”
Her eyes widened. “What?”
“I know that you slept with Luke, and let Cody and David have a taste too. We have a history of sharing women, so are you officially flipping the sign to ‘open?’”
Khloe scoffed. “You’re a bastard. Are you trying to sabotage your friends? No wonder I didn’t like you.” She started to push past me, but I held out my arm to stop her. “Let me go.”
“Is that why you hate me? Because you think I’m a bastard and a bad friend?” I asked.
“I hate you because everything is always a game to you when it comes to me. You treat me like a little girl and every thing that has anything to do with me, you don’t take it seriously,” Khloe explained with fury in her voice. “I don’t need to sit here and be demeaned by you, so I’ll go.”
I put my arm out and stopped Khloe again. All the women I’d dealt with in the past just sort of let me do what I want, but Khloe was feisty. She stood up for herself, I liked it. “Whoa, whoa, whoa.” Khloe glared at me and I took my arms off of her. “Just, I’m sorry, okay? I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to come off that way. I’m so used to being the ‘old man’ of the group, that I treat everyone like some kid younger than me. Plus, my first wife left me because I never take anything seriously, so…”
“You’re probably not a total ass,” Khloe said. “You just need to communicate better.”
“Yeah, communicating isn’t my strong suit,” I said with a chuckle. “Maybe the right girl could set me straight though.”
I was beginning to see what Cody was talking about. Khloe was like a vortex. Just being near her can get you sucked in. She made me want to figure out how to be a better man. If I was making her feel demeaned and like a child, I was mad at myself for it. I only wanted to give her good emotions.
“I’m not in the business of teaching grown ass men how to be grown ass men,” Khloe spat, and it shot straight to my dick. All the sentimental stuff aside, Khloe was hot as hell. “But if you’re willing to try and figure it out for yourself, I can exercise more patience with you.”
I smiled. “That’s all I can ask of you.” I took a step forward and put a hand on the side of her neck. “Can you forgive me?”
Khloe made an expression like she was still pissed, but then broke suddenly into a smile. “I suppose so.”
I leaned down and pressed my lips against hers. She leaned into me and the sweetness of her coiled around me and made me never want to let go. In an instant I realized I was in trouble; that we all were. A sharp whistle split the air in half and I pulled away on reflex and looked over my shoulder. Luke was standing there with his hands in his pockets and the rest of the groomsmen behind him.
“Looks like you got started without us.” He took a step forward. “She’ll tell you flat out I’m her favorite, right?” He winked at her.
Khloe scoffed and rolled her eyes. “I’m not standing here while you measure dicks.” She parted us like the red sea and made her way back towards the entrance of the lounge. “I’m tired, so I’m going to my room.”
“Can I come with you?” Christian called after her.
Khloe looked back over her shoulder as she was walking away, laughed, and gave a little wink, and then disappeared from sight.
We were definitely in trouble. That girl already had us wrapped around her finger, and the worst part about it was, she knew it.
18
Christian
I was beginning to wonder how long we were going to pretend Khloe was just some woman we were playing pool and sharing drinks with, and get to what we all knew we wanted. It was easy for Luke, Christian, and David, they’d already had a piece, but the rest of us were starving.
“Christian,” Khloe’s voice interrupted my thoughts. “Your go.”
I looked at her for a minute. Her breasts spilling out over the top of her low v-cut shirt, her ass teasing me from under her tight jean shorts, her navel just barely peeking out from under the fabric. She was too much of a temptation to resist anymore.