Pyke

PYKE

Did she just walk out? She walks out of the coffee shop with her sexy ass without looking back. That cantankerous of a woman just walked out on me.

Un-fucking-believable!

Well, that’s new because women often come to me and not the opposite.

She’s right though, and I never deny the fact that I love to have fun with women, and stays single. I feel suddenly guilty. This city has a lot to offer, lots of interesting people, lots of food to taste, lots of beer to drink, lots of pus—

I startle when someone nudges my shoulder. I look up to see my cousin, Xandry.

“Seriously, you look like your goldfish just died,” Xandry remarks, taking a seat where that sexy cantankerous has seated.

“Don’t talk about goldfish like that when Bash is around,” I snicker.

He chuckles, “How’s your dick?”

The waitress left after taking our order, but Xandry doesn’t miss to take a look at the waitress’ ass.

“My dick is just fine, asshole. Stop asking about my baby in a public place like this. They think something happens to him.”

Xandry smiles, leaning his back against the chair. He scans his eyes around the almost full booths in the coffee shop.

“So, why were you frowning earlier? You didn’t even notice me coming in. I called you twice, but your mind seemed so far away, probably in between woman’s thighs?” He smirks.

Sometimes he is nosier than his twin, Saph but he’s one of my best friends. We have a lot of things in common—one of them is we both love women. We call him leg-spreader.

“Nothing,” I reply glumly. I hope he won’t pry anymore.

“Are you sure? Then what happened to your cheek?” he asks, arching his brow.

My hand flies to my cheek. “I hit the door,” I try to ignore his scrutinizing gaze on me.

He laughs at my poor excuse. I know he doesn’t buy it. “Did a woman hit your cheek?”

What can I say? He’s right. A woman hit me.

“I heard from Wright last night that there is a fearless woman hit you in your baby face,” he adds, rubbing his thumb on my bruised cheek.

“Don’t touch me, asshole. You could have jerked off on your way. Do you even wash your hands?” Pushing his hand off of my face, I cringe at the thought of Xandry jerking off in his car.

“I didn’t touch anything or jerk off, man,” he replies, showing me his goofy smile.

mind with dirty thoughts about what could I possibly do to her. I was so glad

thought I was lucky that I could hit on her and make her agree to go out with me, then I end up banging her on the different surfaces of the hotel room,

“Hey!”

Irritation creeps in my voice.

man. Since when did you become so secretive?

say, “Yeah, I said something inappropriate but not enough

looks amused. “What did you exactly say?”

or Gisele or whatever her name was got out from my office after I pressed her against the door. When I opened it, I almost bumped into that brunette then I said

but now I don’t know why

she would be glad to accept your

I won’t remember her if I saw her before. She’s hot as hell. She’s not my type though, but I swear to God if

his mind right now. Probably the same thing I thought about that brunette last night.

a big mouth,”

big?” he asks with a

“Infuriatingly big.”

Do you think you’ll see her again?”

shrug.

name over and over again till

“Nah. Not interested in her. For what? I have an endless list of women. Why bother for someone who is not interested in me?” I

my belly.

my car. She will end up in your bed in less than a month.

head stubbornly.

lost and sounded disappointed? Are you afraid of losing your quarter profit?”

car, Williams!” He’s probably joking because his car is Saph’s gift, and

offers his hand to seal the

“Wait, how?”

bed after a month. I’ll take your quarter

sleep with her in less than

while the bet is ongoing. I’ll see how can you stay sane without banging someone for the whole month.”

mouth gapes in

“Don’t you think it’s unfair?”

“That’s how the bet works.”

***

the closing of the club. My staff and a few patrons are the

her, but she challenged me. She hurts

There are millions of women in this damn city. And a lot of ideas pop out in my brain, but first I have to know

her money to pretend that we sleep together, but just how we

I don’t know why I even agree with Xandry’s

challenge, yeah! And ego my ass! I groan

“Same, boss?” Wright jars me

me a

tonight?” he teases.

and no annoying your