SEX WITH THE VIRGIN MAID by KIARI HORSFALL

She Doesn't Taste Like Hera

Bryce avoided the question and kept his eyesight focused on the road in front of him. He'll be damned before ever admitting to the fact that he was jealous. Why would he be jealous anyways? He never gets jealous. He made people get jealous and not the other way around so this particular question was totally uncalled for. "Are you going to answer or keep on avoiding my question like a plague?" Max primped.

Bryce darted his eyes at him briefly and resumed driving again.

"I'm not jealous." He snapped. His Jawline ticked and his brows knitted together. His lips pressed together in a tight frown and he lets out series of exasperated sighs. "Good. Then it shouldn't be of any concern to you if Hera gets involved with another man." Max said with an air of finality.

Bryce was confused. He didn't understand what Max meant by that particular statement. He was supposed to be his friend but the idiot apparently didn't care about him or his feelings. He was supposed to side with him on this one. What exactly did he mean by saying it shouldn't be of any concern to him? If he was having all of these emotions then shouldn't it be his concern?

"I don't understand!" He blurted out at last. His brain calculating.

"What exactly do you not understand?"

"You're supposed to be my best friend Max. You're supposed to support me here. Is this exactly how your decide to end the conversation?"

"You just said it yourself that you're not jealous." Max reminded him with a sudden eye roll.

"And what does being jealous have to do with any of this?"

"Because if you're jealous then it only means that you like her? Are you going to admit that you like Hera?" Max asked him for the second time and Bryce went silent Instantly.

I thought." Max dismissed the conversation and

daft when he wanted to. Max could see right through his dear friend that he had some twisted feelings for his maid. Which is surprising because Bryce doesn't involve himself

friend frowning and grumbling because of a woman. Bryce fucks them, he doesn't

in a dysfunctional home where love and relationship felt like a game to both his parents. He didn't believe in love because he had concluded that all women were the same but that was before

Bryce would definitely pick up the challenge of trying to woo her

know that such women existed. He had never

the ball was now in Bryce's court and he would be here to see exactly how he played it. This

a bottle of tequila before heading back home. His mood for the

excused himself and walked out of his sight leaving Bryce to focate the bar himself. He got in and the bartender gave him a

knew that it was only for a moment. The place would be flooding very

pulled out a stool and sat down before proceeding to place her bag in the counter in front of

outfit. She was dressed rather

doing here?" He asked, eyes searching everywhere but her face. He

in and so I

odds?" He teased and picked up the other shot

reached out to

so I was worried. We're friends with benefits after all.

something I wrong. She reminded him before