DARE-TO-LOVE-TRUTH-AND-DARE-DUET-COLLECTION-by-Lylah-James-pdfarchive

No necklace. No dreamcatcher.
“Put your dick away, Maddox.”
“You are in my room,” I retorted, but still grabbed my
boxers off the floor. “And if I remember correctly, you like
my dick. A few weeks ago, you were choking on it.”
Lila narrowed her eyes on my face; she avoided looking
below my waist, as I pulled my boxers on. “Do you have to
be so crass?”
My lips curled. “That’s my charm, Garcia.”
I sauntered over to the nightstand and grabbed the joint
I had left there. The necklace on the surface caught my
attention. Lila’s gaze, as if she could read my mind,
followed mine. Her hand came up to her bare throat, as if
to grab her dreamcatcher, but it wasn’t there.
I lit the end of the joint, rolling it in my fingers, before
taking a long drag. I held it in, for as long as I could, before
I slowly breathed the smoke back out.
I held it out to Lila. “Don’t be shy. It’s not like we
haven’t shared one before, Sweet Cheeks.”
She crossed her arms, her lips thinning into a tight line.
“What are you doing, Maddox? Just look at yourself.”
I took another drag, running my fingers through my hair.
“Oh, I do. I look in the mirror and I see the effect of Lila
Garcia.”
Her cheeks reddened, and she stalked toward me, until
we stood a mere breath away. Her chest brushed against
mine. “I don’t want to be here,” she hissed in my face. “But
I am, because I care–”
I scoffed, exhaling a cloud of smoke into her face. She
blinked, her nose wrinkling. “Believe what you want,
Maddox, but our friendship didn’t end with our
relationship.”
“You want to act like an asshole, go right ahead.” Lila
poked me in the chest, pushing me back a step. “But I’m
here because I know you need your best friend, right now.
Not a girlfriend.”