Eighteen
Kingston
What is she trying to do? I watch the sway of Stella’s t**s in her threadbare T-shirt and my mouth waters like a f*****g faucet. Was that some sort of tease to say I’ll never have my hands on those? The woman is a f*****g sadist.
“Romeo?” Lou’s voice interrupts me checking out her ass.
I clear my throat, crossing my fingers that Lou didn’t see me gawking at the woman he’s dating. Pushing Stella and her more-than-a-handful of t**s from my mind, I join the rest of them in the prep area. “What’s up?”
“Breakfast.”
Lou stares at me for longer than a fleeting glance. s**t, he probably did see me.
“I’m so stoked. I could barely sleep.” Samantha takes a seat at the table and props a leg up on the edge of her chair, eating a slice of bacon.
“You coming, Stump?” I clasp my
