Free Innocent Lies by JW Phillips

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it out of the shop that day, but why did he feel the need to drive
it that night? “I thought he drove a truck?”
     
    “He does,” I answered. “But he
loves this money-pit.” I jabbed him in the ribs as he went to open
the car door. Sarah hopped in and I crawled in the front seat.
Ethan tugged on the hem of my dress.
     
    “Make sure I’m behind you if you
ever plan on bending over tonight.” He growled and lightly smacked
my butt.
     
    I turned my head and winked, my
g-rated Ethan was finally showing a spark of his true
nature.
     
    Ethan slid behind the wheel and
took my hand in his. He drove even faster than he normally did. He
seemed like he was not happy about tonight, possibly even
nervous.
     
    “Are you okay?” I ran my hands
over the nap of his neck, letting my finger slip down his
spine.
     
    “Fine, just would rather have you
alone with me at home.” His eyes burned into me with a searing
hunger.
     
    “You can’t hide me away forever.”
I said and started nibbling on Ethan’s ear.
     
    “Behave,” Sarah said, breaking
through the heat that was blazing around us and making us forget
everything but each other. “Where is my date? And he better be
hot.”
     
    “He is meeting us at the bar and I
can honestly say I have never thought any man was hot.” Ethan said
as he pulled up in front of an out-of-the-way bar. It appeared
barren and I wondered if it was even opened. “That is him.” Ethan
said and pointed. My eyes followed his finger to the lone guy
sitting atop the railings that ran along the front porch to the
place.
     
    “Whoa!” Sarah busted out of the
car, straightened her tight red tee-shirt, and I am not sure, but I
believe pulled up her black leather micro-mini a smidgen. She
looked sexy and after seeing her tongue dart out and over her upper
lip, I knew she was ready to party. Being not a shy person, she
took off walking over toward him in her six inch heels. Gracefully,
I might add.
     
    "Is she always like that?" Ethan
asked and tucked my hair behind my shoulder.
     
    "Unfortunately yes, I hope he is
no prune."
     
    Ethan laughed a short but hard
laugh. "No, I think he could handle anything she dishes out and
then some." He tilted his head toward mine. "He is a whore
too."
     
    Ethan opened the door and took my
arm. He escorted me in as if we were headed into a fancy gala, not
a honky-tonk.
     
    Sarah had already introduced
herself before we got to the front steps. “Wayne, this is Dylan
Summers and I guess, you have already met her roommate Sarah
North.”
     
    I held my hand out to shake
Wayne’s when he gripped my upper arms and pulled me up to him,
kissing me fast and hard on the lips.
     
    “Wayne, I have already warned you
about tonight.” Ethan snapped, dragging me behind him.
     
    Sarah practically glowed when
Wayne placed his hand on her lower back. “Just goofing, dude.” He
couldn’t compete with Ethan, but Wayne could definitely demand a
room. His hair was dark brown, almost black, and his eyes were
bright green.
     
    The next hour past in a blur of
great conversation, even better food, and a display of affection
that was a little r-rated between Sarah and Wayne. I had gotten to
the point that I didn’t care about the rest of the night, I just
wanted away from them.
     
    Ethan draped his arm along the
back of the chair and started toying with the tips of my hair. His
free hand lifted a can of beer to his mouth and he darted a
malicious stare over at Wayne. I knew then he was thinking the same
thing I was.
     
    “Sarah,” I said and jerked her
hand, pulling her out of Wayne’s lap. “I need to go to the
bathroom.”
     
    I tugged her into the only stall
in the women’s restroom. I combed my hands through my hair. “Can
you please be a little less slutty?”
     
    She wiggled an eyebrow at me, and
shot me a very becoming smile. “No, I want to be under him and his
hard place tonight.”
     
    I seized her upper arm. “I want
more with Ethan. I am