Cover Me: a Rock Star Romance
“and six-thirty A.M. Most of the weekend partiers hung out on the beach during the closed hours and came back in—still drunk—for breakfast.
I wore a fisherman style hat I found in our front closet with the front brim turned up and sunglasses, left the stubble on my face and threw on a white t-shirt, a pair of my dad’s plaid Bermuda shorts and flip flops. If anyone could guess it was me, they deserved to find me.
“I don’t know,” Bess said, crunching on a piece of celery from her Bloody Mary, “I k...ind of like the new look.”
I glanced down at my loud shorts and back up at her. “You might need a new prescription in those glasses.”
She licked the side of the celery stalk, catching a drip of her drink on her tongue. My dick twitched. “I think it’s sexy,” she said.
“You have an old man fetish, don’t you?”
She licked her celery again, then bit the tip off. “I need to do some work today. Anything you want me to report about your career trajectory?”
I sat up a little straighter.MoreLess
I wore a fisherman style hat I found in our front closet with the front brim turned up and sunglasses, left the stubble on my face and threw on a white t-shirt, a pair of my dad’s plaid Bermuda shorts and flip flops. If anyone could guess it was me, they deserved to find me.
“I don’t know,” Bess said, crunching on a piece of celery from her Bloody Mary, “I k...ind of like the new look.”
I glanced down at my loud shorts and back up at her. “You might need a new prescription in those glasses.”
She licked the side of the celery stalk, catching a drip of her drink on her tongue. My dick twitched. “I think it’s sexy,” she said.
“You have an old man fetish, don’t you?”
She licked her celery again, then bit the tip off. “I need to do some work today. Anything you want me to report about your career trajectory?”
I sat up a little straighter.MoreLess
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