“Sounds hot.” Hardy smiles.
“It wasn’t.”
“He was between her legs,” Everly continues.
Why on earth did I say anything to her in the first place?
“Ooh, really?”
I press my fingers into my brow. “Listen, as much fun as this is, I’m getting a headache because my muscles don’t know what to do with themselves. I think I should take some pain relievers and call it a night.”
Not to mention, I’d rather not talk about how Graydon was between my legs today. Or how my leg twitched when his hand pressed into my thigh. Or how there were moments, although fleeting, when I caught his eye in the mirror while we were lifting before we both looked away.
But that’s neither here nor there.
“Okay, fine, we’ll leave you alone, but just remember, hate sex is so much fun if you get a chance.”
“Dear God, there will be no sex with that man. He’s enormous.”
“All the more reason to do it,” Everly says with a wiggle of her brow.
“Okay, this is getting too close to crossing my boundaries,” Hardy says, lifting himself off the couch alongside Everly. “Do you need anything before we leave?”
“Yes, can you please follow my new social media account, Flock and Tackle?”
Hardy smirks, pulls out his phone, and taps away. “Hey, you have fifty followers.”
“Really?” I ask, sitting up. “That quickly?”
“Yup.” He taps. “Just liked your picture.” He stares at it for a second. “I don’t know, Everly, I think they make a cute couple…and so does everyone else.”
“What?” I shout as I pull up the account and go straight to the comments.
Ten.
There are ten comments.
My eyes travel over them.
Graydon has a girlfriend? Since when?
OMG he’s so hot. Who is he with?
I’d let him tackle me.
Ahh, that smirk.
I think I just got pregnant, but don’t tell my husband.
Who’s the girl?
Are they dating? They’re so cute together.
New couple alert!
What a way to hard launch a relationship.
Um, this is my new obsession.