Seth's Cravings: An Endless Series: Book 2 Read Free

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to say she wouldn’t look like she’d know what to do with them if she had.”
         I raised my brow at his attempt to work me like he had
Nic, but decided not to respond to it. Maybe I should have been offended on
Melissa’s behalf, but I wasn’t. I mean, shit, he was just teasing…most
likely…probably not completely. Sometimes it was hard to tell with Landon.
         “Yeah, I’ll come.” It would be more entertaining than
staying in on a Monday night.
         Landon looked at Nic and shook his regretfully. “I
won’t bother asking you, you’re no fun any longer. Girls are fun killers.” He
said mournfully but with a small sneer.
         Nic barked out a laugh. “Well, I guess that special
girl won’t be seeing you with your clothes off any time soon then. However,
mine will.” He got up with a smirk and strolled out the door.
         “You walked into that one.” I grumbled. I stood up to
grab a couple more slices of pizza.
     
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         Landon and I walked into the rec room of Jax’s rented house
to a crowd of people milling around the center of the room laughing and
commenting loudly on some action that appeared to be taking place at the gaming
table.
         “Jax, she’s schooling you hard.”
         “Damn, it’s like she knows what cards are coming.”
         “She has to be counting cards, nobody is that damn
good, or lucky.”
         We worked our way through the crowd, which wasn’t difficult
when you were as large as I was, to an unexpected sight. Greg was dealing Black
Jack to Jax and some chick. An extremely hot chick.
         If this was the new player on the scene than Jax had
been down playing the extra interesting observation…she was way more than that. 
         I estimated her height, since she was sitting, to between
five-eight to five-ten. Her hair was a mix of strawberry blonde and blonde
highlights, wavy, and a couple inches past her shoulders. Walking further
around the table revealed flawless creamy pale skin, a deep pink rosebud mouth,
and amazing aquamarine eyes. This girl was completely different from Carrie in
looks, but her beauty was just as arresting. Also dissimilar to Carrie, this
girl knew how to apply make-up perfectly highlighting everyone of her striking
features. She also wore clothing that showed her figure to the best advantage. An
eye catching b-cup was displayed nicely, yet discreetly, in a short sleeve pink
top.  
         You would have had to be dead to look at her and not be
affected, and I wasn’t dead, but I was still surprised when my dick swelled
almost painfully in interest. My body’s reaction pissed me off. I didn’t want
to have this kind of visceral reaction to a female that was most likely shallow
like all the other females that hung around these parties for trust funds and
lacrosse players.
         Moreover, I had a girlfriend that I cared deeply for
and it felt like a betrayal of sorts. I mean, shit, I wasn’t expecting my body
to be comatose around other women, because like I said I wasn’t dead, but I
shouldn’t be this affected by some random chick either. What made it worse is
that I hadn’t had a reaction like this to either Carrie or Melissa…or to anyone
else that I can remember.
         “Fuck, she’s a cool cucumber; she barely looks at her
cards before she’s either betting or folding.”
         Forcing my gaze away from her I studied the game they
were playing. It was standard Black Jack or Twenty-one, but it appeared they
were playing the game at an accelerated pace. Each hand lasted about five
seconds, and after about one minute I could see that Jax was using up more of
those seconds than the girl. Her gaze seemed zoned in on the cards flying
across the table, and she would either tap the table in front of her or wave to
stay almost instantly after receiving her two cards. I also took