Romantic Promises (Alluring Promises Series, #2) Read Free Page B

could tell she was unsure about putting her number in my phone. I smiled, nodding my head as I typed in my password and opened my contacts. Handing it back to her, I let her type in her number into my contacts. I definitely want to call her. Very soon. Her eyes lit up after I took my phone back from her, slipping it back into my pocket and kissed her again, this time more aggressively. I definitely used more force in this kiss, wanting to make sure she remembered our night. Well, she probably remembered more than I do, but at least I’ll remember our escapade this morning.
    “Matt! You son of a bitch! Where the fuck is Flynn?” I stopped kissing Sarah and put my forehead to hers as I groaned, listening to Mel yell at me. Shit. Did one of them call her? I hadn’t even tried to look for Flynn or Z before I came out here with Sarah.
    “Who’s she?” Sarah looked at me with her brows pulled together as we both briefly glanced at Mel walking towards us. She looked exhausted as if she hadn’t slept all night, her jeans were wrinkled and the t-shirt she wore looked like it was Flynn’s. Her hair was in a ratted ponytail and her bright blue eyes looked red and swollen. She’s such a gorgeous woman, but you’d never know that looking at her right now. I had a small pang of guilt hit me looking at Mel so obviously torn up worrying over last night.
    “The bachelor’s fiancée,” I whispered into her mouth as I gave her another soft kiss.
    “This was a bachelor party?” Sarah asked innocently. I smiled against her mouth. She’s so pretty.
    I turned to see Mel with her arms crossed and tapping her foot as if I were the devil himself and she was ready to battle. “You better get going Sarah. I’ll call you soon. Very soon,” I said with a grin. She gave me a quick kiss, slid from under my arms and I watched her walk down the hallway. Yeah, I’ll definitely be calling her.
    “I’m still standing here, Matt. I want an answer. Is there something I shouldn’t see in there? If I walk in there right now will he have some slut draped over him?” Mel asked as she glared at me. Man, she can be unpleasant when she’s pissed. Poor Flynn.
    I was hoping that:
    A. Mel is loud enough that Flynn heard her and is removing himself from any activity he may have been engaged in or what may look like he was engaged in. Or,
    B. That I stall long enough so that he comes out here to save me.
    “It was just a party last night, Mel. It wasn’t any different than our usual parties,” I told her as I tried one of my cute smiles, hoping that my charisma would hold her over. It didn’t. She glared at me and smacked my arm as she stormed past me throwing the door open. I walked in behind her and quickly scanned the room looking for Flynn and Z.
    “Holy shit. What the hell happened in here?” She cried out.
    I continued to search the room, hoping to find Flynn before she did. I let out a sigh when my eyes spotted him sleeping, slumped down in a dining room chair with his head all the way back and his mouth wide open. I glanced to the seat next to him and my brother was in the same position. There is a God .
    I threw my arm out gesturing to where the guys were. “See Mel. The guys were good. They’re right over there. They were observing all night,” I said as convincingly as I possibly could, as if I knew where they were the whole time. She glowered back at me, her eyes barely opened.
    “You are so fucking lucky. If…”
    I interrupted her, “They were good all night long and just wanted to play cards and get drunk. The rest of us wanted…this,” I insisted. I watched her exhale and her shoulders relaxed when she stared into my eyes and saw that I was telling the truth.
    Just then we heard moaning and groaning coming from the bathroom. A woman’s voice shrieked, “Oh, God! Yes, Clark! Harder! Fuck me so hard, Clark!” I glanced back at Mel, who rolled her eyes as she started walking over towards Flynn.
    The noises continued from