“I’m not his buddy,” Cal snapped back in irritation as Creed turned to walk away. Just his fuck buddy, she thought with a small amount of pleasure. If banging Logan irritated Victor this much, she’d make it a nightly habit just to see him sulk like this.
“The only way you’ll ever get any part of my ass is if I say so,” Cal threw after him, “and since your walking away pouting like a little boy, I guess it’s not going to be tonight. Why do you have such a massive hard on for this guy, anyway? He steal your lunch money or some such shit?”