Healing You

Chapter 61 Part I

"Pinky promise that we'll never break up?" She looks up at me through her long lashes and holds her pinky out.

"Pinky promise." We intertwine our pinkies together, and she kisses them.

"Now that that's established," I pull her flush against me, "The next time I'm killing that pussy, no big ass T-shirt. I'm trying to suck on them big ole titties girl."

"Andddddd you ruined it, Lucas." Scarlett slips out of my grasps and laughs. "Come on, boy. Angel should be here soon."

~*~

Angel shows up at the precise moment I slide my hands in Scarlett's panties. We were bored waiting for him, so we started making out on the couch. One thing led to another, and somehow Scarlett's jeans got unbuttoned, and my fingers were playing in her wetness.

"Lucas." Scarlett moans into my mouth as I gently rub her clit. "The door."

"He can wait- ouch!" I jump up off Scarlett and hold my bottom lip. "Did you just try to take my lip off?"

"I had to! You were going to distract me from the task at hand!" Scarlett hastily buttons up her jeans and smoothes down her hair as she heads for the door.

"The task at hand was trying to get you to cum all over my fingers!" I gently touch my lip again. I can't believe she really just sank her teeth into me.

"Try to get rid of your boner and wipe the blood off your lip, Lucas. I don't want him knowing what we were doing." She whispers yells at me as the doorbell rings again. "Hurry up!"

"Whatever," I grumble as I stalk back to my room to do what she says. How is she going to leave me to deal with a hard dick and a bloody lip on my own?

Scarlett and Angel are sitting and talking when I come back from handling business. Angel whispers something in her ear, and Scarlett bursts out laughing, the widest smile plastered on her face. Pangs of jealousy hit me. I should be the only one making her laugh like that.

"Oh, oh, oh, Lucas." Scarlett clutches her stomach and gasps through laughs. "Wel- welcome back." She erupts into another fit of laughter as Angel watches her intently. How can she not notice that the way he looks at her is anything but friendly? There's nothing platonic about the way he gazes at her.

"What's so funny?" I settle onto the couch, right beside Scarlett. There's no reason to be jealous. He can make her laugh, but he can't make her cum.

"Angel and I were just talking about this thing that happened a while ago." She wipes a few stray tears off her face.

"It's an inside thing. You had to be there to get it." Angel smirks at me, and I already know that he's going to be on some bullshit tonight.

"Now that Lucas is back, I have something in the kitchen for us." Scarlett bounces out of the room. Her excitement is radiating off of her. I don't want to ruin tonight for her, so I'll swallow my pride and do my best to get along with Angel for her.

There's a spread of dishes waiting in the kitchen for us. I don't know when she had the opportunity to cook all of this, we've been together for most of the day

"So they say that food can bring people together and I hope that's true. Today I have Carbonara with Focaccia, and Cannoli prepared by the infamous Montonio of the Bellini estate. I also have Enchiladas, Flan, and Horchata made with love by Mama Reyes." Scarlett grabs two plates. "You're going to try the others' traditional food."

"I bet the gringo can't even handle spice," Angel mumbles under his breath. Scarlett's too preoccupied with making plates to notice, so I don't say anything. I'm trying my best tonight.