Chapter 30: Chelsea's Date

Chelsea watched Darren leave before turning back to the text on her phone. I just had to tell you that I was remembering last Friday night, and it made my cock hard. She couldn't keep the grin from her face. Trevor was a persistent man. Of course, it was nice having someone chase after her the way he was, flirting in text, even sending the occasional naughty picture or two.

"Someone's having fun," Peter said, stepping up to the table and reaching for his beer.

Chelsea glanced up at him, smiling as she took in his thick shoulders and twinkling eyes, and then wrote Trevor back. Can't wait to feel your tongue again. Or your cock. Setting her phone on the table, she turned to Peter. "Life is all about having fun."

He nodded, giving a soft chuckle. "I like the way you think." He turned and leaned back on the wall, propping his pool stick against the faded paint, holding his beer in the other hand. "Too many people don't know how to have fun."

Erin laughed as she shook her head. "Peter, the