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"Bryce..." I whined, as he tugged my hand and pulled me closer behind him. I stared as the way his tight white shirt hugged the curves of his bulging muscles on his back.
I hated shopping, especially out in public, where there was always a possibility that I could be recognized. But here I was, unable to say no to their pleading puppy-dog eyes. They encouraged me to go with them, to get me out of the house that I've been holed up in for the past three weeks, saying something about fresh air and being out in civilization would be good for me.
Fox, Wren, and Milo were a few doors down in the party store, covertly shopping for "necessities" for our upcoming vacation in a few weeks.
They sent Bryce and myself on a mission to buy all the sunblock and toiletries that we'll need for the two weeks we'll be out at sea.
Bryce drove us to town, he apparently couldn't say no to their puppy-dog eyes either. They asked that he be my bodyguard and he wasn't taking his assignment lightly, as he stood in front of me, his broad, muscular body shielding me from any onlookers.
I started flinging travel-sized shampoo, conditioner and body wash bottles into the hand basket Bryce was holding out for me. The faster I did this, the sooner we could get out of this packed convenience store. Bryce was looking all around me as I cursed the boys under my breath.
I looked up with a raised brow when I heard him chuckling lowly, "What?" I asked in annoyance.
"Could you be any cuter, Pem?" A faraway look graced his handsome face as he sized me up.
I was wearing white chuck's with Jace's gray sweatpants and sweatshirt, both so oversized that I was practically swimming in them; a baseball cap, with the brim low enough that it shielded half of my face.
I rolled my eyes at him, "Stop it," I nudged his shoulder, "going out in public for me is so not cute."
He smiled, "Maybe not, but you're fuckin' adorable...makes me want to cuddle you," he reached out and pulled me in, nuzzling his rough facial hair into the crook of my neck.
"Ahhh!" I squealed as he used his hand that wasn't holding the basket to tickle my side.
Squirming out of his grasp, I laughed along with him. "Do we have everything?" He asked, peering into the basket.
I shook my head as I grabbed his hand and pulled him to another aisle. We need lube...and lots of it.
With no arguments from Bryce, we tossed half the lubricants off the shelf into the basket. It was overflowing now and I figured that we had more than enough, I hope, "Come on, let's go check out and see if the guys are done."
After checking out, I practically pushed Bryce out of the door, the cashier was way too bubbly, breasts on display, playing with the gum in her mouth with her hot pink talons for nails. She was basically eye-fucking Bryce and it made me want to bitch slap her.
"Someone's jealous, aren't they?" He sang out to me as I lowly growled at him. "Calm down tiger... you know I only have eyes for my guys," he hummed out as he pulled me closer, pecking me on the lips. I could see the cashier through the window staring at us, so I gripped Bryce's head with both hands and thoroughly plundered his mouth with my tongue while crudely grinding on his leg for show.
"Woah, Pem!" Fox called out, jumping on my back, "What's gotten into you?" He snickered, then slide down, holding me from behind.
"Uh...I think I know," Wren laughed, "I was wondering how Pem would react to the advances of Melody to our Bryce,"
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The Centre - a Home for Pembroke (bxb+/poly)
Romance[COMPLETED] Everyone wants what Pembroke has, good looks, fortune, and fame. But Pembroke feels like he's missing out on something; he has a hard time finding it in the bottom of a bottle or the pills he pops on a nightly basis. When Pembroke's man...