Just One Glance (Oh Tequila #5) - C.A. Harms Page 0,3

you frustrated, Jay? You look frustrated.”

I paused, taking each of them in, slowly observing their nonchalant attitude. Then it hit me. “What did you dicks do?”

“Dicks?” Corbin looked toward his brother, his brow arched in question. “As in plural?”

“Nah, he can’t handle more than one.” Clayton tapped his phone and the pulsing began once again. “He’s getting all worked up over one, I don’t want to overwhelm him.”

Following the pulsing, I hurried before the pricks decided to turn it off again. Rubberized and shifting all around beneath the brace of my seat, my fingers found the culprit. It was in there, tucked back pretty far. Almost to the point it was lost.

I pinched the tip and all at once the pulsing changed. That little bitch was bouncing around like a fucking jack rabbit.

The twins’ laughter grew louder, but I refused to give them what they were looking for. Maneuvering my hand through the small space, I grabbed ahold and pulled. I heard the material of my shirt snag on something but didn’t want to pause for fear of dropping it all over again.

Once my hand emerged there, still vibrating wildly was the smallest little vibrator, curled. Bright pink with a rounded point on each end.

“The smaller end goes in the a—”

“I know where it goes, you dumb ass.”

“He said ass.” Corbin truly was the dumber of the two. It was like watching Dumb and Dumber. Lloyd, in true fucking form.

They’d somehow managed to get inside my truck, hide a God damned app controlled vibrator, and then waited for the chance to torture me. I wasn’t sure they would ever grow the fuck up.

Chapter Three

Ruby

1. Rock a pair of heels like the hot girl I am.

2. Get my girlie bits waxed.

3. Share my red lipstick with a gorgeous guy. (That means kiss him)

4. Skip class, because I’m hung over.

5. Forego panties and go dancing in a short dress.

6. Give my number to a random guy.

7. Pick out my favorite nail polish and forget it landed in my handbag while tossing it in the cart. (Shh, it’s not stealing if it’s an accident.)

8. Get a tattoo in a secret hidden location.

9. Pierce something, like a nipple or a further south region.

10. Cash in my innocence to a well-endowed peer.

“Um,” I stared at the list Darcy had given me, my eyes roaming over it again and again.

“What?” I lowered the paper just enough to look over it and see her offering me her best impression of the innocent look. It looked more like she’d stubbed her toe and was trying not to scream outward.

“I don’t remember half of these.”

“Of course you do.” Shrugging, she lowered her latte and leaned in closer. “I just spiced them up a little.”

“A little?” More like she rewrote every item in Darcy form. “Get a tattoo, are you serious?” Smiling wide, she nodded her head. “My father will kill me.”

“Which is why I said in a secret hidden location.” Rolling her eyes, she reached over the paper and pointed to that exact wording. “Like in your nether regions.”

“Excuse me?”

“Please, you act like your vagina would be the only one a tattoo artist will ever see. Believe me when I say they’ve tattooed and pierced more tits and girly bits than they can remember.”

“Speaking of girly bits.” I placed my finger on #2 and then scrolled over #5, #9, and #10. “Can I ask why half this list consists of tasks related to my vagina?”

“Sweet, sweet Ruby, that would be because she really needs someone to look out for her.”

“And you call this looking out for her?” Why was I friends with this person?

“Waxing only hurts for a short time and the aftermath is well worth it. Believe me when I say the sensation is ten times better without the forest to sift through.” She gave me an over-exaggerated wink. I looked around to ensure our conversation was not on display for anyone else inside Starbucks. “Second, dancing without panties is exhilarating, and the thrill actually might break down some of those towering walls you have built around you. Third, I never said you had to get a tattoo on your hoohah, I was thinking more like on your hip, but hey, if you want to go there, I won’t judge. Tattoo a mouse near your kitty for all I care.”

Covering my face, I felt the heat rise to my cheeks.

“The piercing, you could go for the navel, but again, if you want to be adventurous I won’t stop