Mr. Big Jerk: A Forbidden Second Chance Romance (Kinda Cocky Series Book 3), стр. 17

The room fell silent before my brothers started bursting out, laughing.

“Oh, Clint. Always a kidder,” Brenden said.

Zane patted my shoulder. “Trust me. We wanted to kill him just as much.”

I grinned. “Doubtful.”

Roxy snickered, and I stole a glance her way before I tossed her a wink, which made her blush. And I found the color suited her.

I wonder what the rest of her body looks like in that color.

Brenden turned to Roxy. “Clint here was just as much of a pain in the ass then as he is now. And we knew he’d go into the military, right, Zane?”

Zane pulled up a chair. “Yes, we did. He was military before he even joined up. He was in the gym running two miles-a-day when he was fifteen years old, and the girls wouldn't stop drooling over him.”

Brenden chuckled. “My brother stole more of my dates growing up than anything else, and he didn’t even know it. The girls would come over or see us out, and they’d pay more attention to him than they did me!”

I snickered. “I guess I’ve always been a ladies’ man, yes.”

Zane pointed at me. “You remember Martha?”

Brenden roared with laughter. “Oh. My. God. I’d completely forgotten about her.”

Zane’s mouth gaped. “How could you forget about Moaning Martha!?”

Roxy piped up. “Who’s Moaning Martha?”

I sighed. “The girl I lost my virginity to.”

Roxy grinned. “Sounds like a hell of a story.”

I chuckled. “Let’s just say I was sixteen, barely able to drive, and the first time I ever crashed my car was when she kept groping my dick.”

Roxy balked. “You’re kidding.”

I shook my head. “Nope.”

Zane patted my knee. “You haven’t even told her the best part. Go on. Tell her.”

I rolled my eyes. “While we were waiting on the side of the road for someone to show up and help us, I may have kind of…”

Brenden finished the story. “He fucked her against the tree they crashed into before the police showed up to take stock of the accident.”

Roxy gasped. “You did not!”

I held up my hand. “I swear on my life.”

“Oh, if you think that was bad, listen to this,” Kelly said.

I pointed at my sister as she came through the door. “Don’t even think about it.”

Karina set down three bottles of wine. “Then, I’ll tell it. Because you know exactly what we’re talking about.”

Roxy scoffed. “But, I’m the birthday girl. You guys are supposed to tell me stories!”

Kelly uncorked a bottle. “Oh, hush with that birthday girl crap. You've guilt-tripped us enough for one night.”

Karina giggled. “Yeah, Roxy. And now, it’s time for us to cough up a story about you.”

I sighed. “Look, if she doesn’t want the story told--.”

Kelly handed me a glass of wine. “The guy Roxy lost her virginity to? His name was Dallas. Shit you not, that was the man’s name.”

Karina handed Roxy a glass. “And Dallas was very good-looking.”

Kelly cackled. “He was also very old.”

“What?” Brenden asked.

Roxy rolled her eyes. “I lost my virginity at eighteen to a man who was in his mid-thirties.”

Zane’s jaw dropped open. “You’re kidding.”

She shrugged. “What? Older men know what they’re doing, and they know what they like. I figured if anyone was going to teach me a thing or two about sex, it would be a man like that.”

I couldn't help but grin at her comment as the girls started clucking away again.

“Anyway,” Kelly said, “he takes her to this nice hotel suite, right? Room service, minibar. The works. And guess what happens once they start getting into it?”

Roxy glowered. “I’m going to kill you if you--.”

Karina blurted it out. “She farted in his face as he was going down on her.”

Everyone burst into laughter as Roxy sank into the couch with a face as red as a stop sign. I wasn’t sure whether to shut them all up or kick them all out. But, I figured the least I could do was level the playing field.

“I mean, what's wrong with that?” I asked.

Everyone stopped laughing before Zane furrowed his brow.

“Dude, that’s gross,” he said.

Brenden snickered. “If Kelly ever farted on me during sex, we’d have an issue.”

I shrugged. “Then, it sounds like you’re not doing your job right.”

Everyone turned to look at me, and I sipped my wine.

“I mean, come on. If a woman is really into something, she’s not thinking about what to hold back and what not to? If a woman is speaking in tongues and passing gas and losing control of her body, that’s a compliment to your skills. I’ve had a few women do all sorts of things like that while I’m in control of their bodies, and it does nothing more than put a smile on my face. It means they feel good enough to completely let loose. Isn’t that what sex is all about?”

I felt everyone’s eyes on me as I turned to face Roxy. Her cheeks were still beet red, but there was gratitude in her stare.

Now, I understood why she was so upset with everyone because if this was how she’d been treated all night, I felt terrible that I hadn’t come--and stayed--sooner than this. Loosened up, Roxy wasn’t as wild as she proclaimed to be. If anything, with more alcohol, she settled down. She became a bit more normal.

And of course, hotter than sin itself.

“So, why don’t we lay off the birthday girl and give her some embarrassing stories about us, yeah?” I asked.

Roxy held her wine glass in the air. “Thank you, Clint, for being the only person in here with some sense.”

I chuckled. “I’m used to it. Especially growing up with the brothers I did.”

Brenden pointed at me. “Oh, no, you don’t. You don’t get licks in like that without taking a few in return.”

Kelly giggled. “Oh, my gosh. Remember the skinny dipping incident?”

Roxy glared at her sister. “Did you not hear what Clint just said?”

Karina waved her hand in the air. “Just one more story. This one’s a good one, too. You can’t