As Carey approached the lounge chair where the girls sat, Shonda turned her head away and grimaced. “Can’t you cover up? Not everyone wants to see that, Carey.”
Behind her, Jan giggled. Carey looked down and saw the first snap of his boxers had come undone, exposing wet, curly hair. The tip of his d**k poked through the opening. He shoved it down into the wet shorts, snapping them back up, even though the thin material did little to hide his erection.
He wanted Pat, had he mentioned this to anyone yet?
The guy made him hard with every little thing he said or did, every gesture, every sigh. He was still pissed at Tyreese’s remark about keeping him around…he was just trying to stir s**t up between them, that was it. Carey had had what, two boyfriends since Bill started dating Tyreese? The
