CHAPTER NINE
DIESEL
Ever since that night a week ago when Rowan came over almost in tears, we’ve grown closer both physically and emotionally. We’re still taking things slow and sneaking around, but after years of pining for her, it feels amazing to have my feelings for her reciprocated. Though I’m not getting much sleep, every second I spend with her is well worth the three hours I do get.
“You wake up gettin’ your d**k sucked or something?” Riley taunts as we walk out of the shop.
“That or he’s gettin’ it regularly,” Grayson adds.
“How about y’all mind ya damn business,” I say smugly, flashing my teeth.
“Shoulda seen him in Vegas,” Riley tells Grayson. “Could barely handle himself around all the blondes.”
“Look who’s talkin’? You married one of them.”
He points at me, smirking. “
