Free Indulge by Angela Graham

satisfied with the knowledge that I’d had the finest piece of ass that
shit town had to offer.
    She moved away and then right past the window, completely
oblivious to me. My head turned, fully enthralled, filled with lust as her
perfect figure walked away.
    I had to stop her. I needed to have her, taste her, fuck
her, and then send her back out to enchant the next guy. I was making for the
door when Josh appeared and let out a chuckle.
    “Ah shit, dude, don’t bother.” He slapped his hand on my
back, and I trained my eye toward it. He let it fall away, muttering an apology.
    “Why?” I asked, baffled. What did he know about her?
    Then it hit me: It was a small town—she’d probably
already been passed around a few times. It was hard to believe, judging by the
innocence she held in a single expression, but I couldn’t comprehend how any
man could see her and not pounce.
    “You don’t want her. Trust me.” He shoved a piece of gum
into his mouth, then held the package out to me.
    I shook my head once. “Who is she?” The urge to push him
aside and chase her down, certain I could seduce her into taking me back to her
place, was stronger than I’d felt in a while.
    “A man-hater.” He snickered. “Seriously, she’s not
looking for your type.”
    My brows pinched together. “A lesbian?” I could work with
that. I’d had a few in my bed before.
    He snorted. “No!” But then he thought it over a moment.
“Actually, who knows? After the way Mark treated her, it’s hard to say. A shame,
really—she’s a nice-enough girl—but from what I’ve heard, a bust in bed. So,
like I said, don’t bother.” He moved away. “Caleb’s in the lot, ready to go. He
sent me to get you.”
    I’d already started toward the door when he called, “We
can go out the back. It connects to the parking lot.”
    At first hesitant in my steps away from the door the
blonde was not too far outside, I soon blew off the idea. I slid my hand over
my jaw, getting myself back on track. I was looking for a sure thing, and if
she wasn’t it, I’d find another girl in that town who was.

Chapter 6
    Games
     
    T he house we pulled up to was only a few blocks
out of town, but hidden by forest. Josh led us through the yard, past a large
pond, and toward a steel structure in the back.
    Under the overhang of the building sat a mix of quads and
dirt bikes. I eyed the smaller bike in the back. Oliver would have a blast on
that. He was still too young to put on my bike.
    “Feel free to take one up the mountain tonight,” Josh
offered, opening the door. “The girls love it.”
    It didn’t sound like a bad idea.
    When we stepped inside, I felt like a kid playing in a
massive fort. The concrete floor was covered with an enormous black rug, with
mismatched couches and a beat-up old recliner lining one corner of the room.
    Past that, in the back corner, were a couple old
refrigerators, a keg tap, and a sink that mirrored the one in Katherine’s
laundry room. A group of girls in short dresses and tall boots were talking
around the pool table in the other corner. This wasn’t a swanky club from the
city, but it’d do.
    Caleb took to the place right away, strolling over to a
group of guys calling out his name. They were all yelling out that it had been
too long since they’d seen him. I made my way to the makeshift kitchen with
Josh. He opened the vintage fridge and handed me a beer.
    “Joshy!” A girl dressed in an oversized flannel men’s
shirt and nothing else ran at him.
    I looked back at the other girls, wondering why. There
was heat pumping in the building, but it wasn’t that warm. He lifted her up,
kissed her once, then swatted her ass when she ran off again.
    “Welcome to the local bar. ” He held up his fingers,
making quotation marks. “It isn’t much, but it works for us.”
    “One hell of a poker table you got there,” I said,
walking toward the center of the room. It wasn’t the standard frat-house table;
it