Cale (Walk of Shame #3)(24)

“What . . . are you fucking surprised?” I watch as he walks around the table and takes a seat again. “I wouldn’t have waited all this time for a woman if she wasn’t worth it, man. Riley is more than worth it, and when she’s ready . . . yeah . . . she will be my woman.”

Stone squeezes my shoulder. “I feel ya though, guy. Sage is the one for me. Being inside her–.”

“Fuck you,” Hemy shouts. “Say another fucking word and see if I don’t shove your dick up your ass. That’s my sister, fucker.”

“Yeah, I am your sister’s fucker,” Stone says, egging Hemy on. This dick still has some shit to learn, because that’s the last thing you want to do.

Cracking his neck, Hemy stands from his chair and starts walking around me to get to Stone, but I put out my arm stopping him. “Dude, chill. All you fuckers chill and eat your damn food. Can’t go anywhere with you dicks anymore.”

I feel Hemy’s chest flex under my arm, so I pull it away and say fuck it. I’m hungry. These two can kill each other all they want.

Stone stands up and smiles as Hemy approaches him, trying to prove he’s badass. “Don’t hate me, because I might be your brother-in-law someday. It’ll be all good. I promise.”

“Hey!” We all look away from the table when Sage comes storming in with Onyx beside her. “Sit down, Hemy! Don’t you even think about it.”

Hemy gets the look from Onyx, so like a good boy he backs off. I don’t blame him. Not only does he have a spitfire for a sister, but also his woman is just as wild as her. I don’t know how he handles it.

Next thing I know Hemy has his mouth pressed against Onyx’s and his hands are groping all of the inappropriate places. I’m pretty sure that’s my cue to leave.

Standing up, I pop one last fry into my mouth before tossing some cash on the table. “I’m out. I’ve gotta go keep my eye on Kash and make sure he can handle his first night on the floor.” Walking over, I place a kiss on the side of Onyx and Sage’s cheeks, before turning back to the guys. “This kid better not make me work tonight.”

I get a, “Get the hell out of here,” from Hemy and an “Alright, go fuck off,” from Slade, before Stone just waves and grabs his woman.

“What a great group of friends,” I mutter to myself. Thank God Riley is back. I don’t know how much longer I can handle these assholes.



I’VE BEEN HERE KEEPING MY eye on Kash for the last two hours, and so far I haven’t had to save him. I got to give the kid some credit. The women seem to be enjoying themselves.

I have a feeling that he’s been watching me a lot, because right now he’s got some girl on her knees and he’s grinding his dick in her face. The women always seem to love that.

Pulling out my phone, I send Riley a text, hoping that she’s not busy. I’ve been thinking about her all damn day, reminding myself of the moment we shared in the pool. The best damn moment of my life.

Me: How are you doing? Are you at home?

I get a response almost immediately.

Riley: I’m good. I’m not home at the moment.

I stare down at my phone, my stomach sinking from her stiff text. We haven’t spoken all day, and I have no idea how she’s feeling about last night.

Me: Can I pick you up in an hour?

Riley: No

“Shit.” Dropping my phone down onto the couch next to me, I run my hands through my hair. My jaw stiffens as I stand up and get ready to just leave and go find her.

“Because I’m already here.”

I turn beside me to see Riley standing there, looking drop dead gorgeous in a little red dress. Her hair is curled and pulled over to her right shoulder, and her lips are slightly tinted pink.

“Fuck me, Rile.” I grab her hand and slowly spin her around. “Are you trying to make me take you right here?”

Smiling, she wraps her arms around my neck and steps into my body. “What if I am?”

I slide my hands down her back and stop on her ass, cupping it. “Then you better be ready, because I don’t think I can wait another second.” I bite her neck, before pulling away. “Especially after seeing you in this dress.”

Leaning her head back she laughs. “When did my Cale become so dirty?” Stepping up on her tippy toes, she sucks my bottom lip into her mouth, before releasing it and sliding her hands up the front of my shirt. “I definitely like it. A lot.”

“You haven’t even begun to see how dirty I can get, but you’re definitely pushing me right now.” Grabbing her legs, I wrap them around my waist and carry her through the darkened room and to the back corner.