“Actually it is. It could cost me. If word got out…”
“Don’t worry, pops.” I slap him on the shoulder, still on the high that she puts me on. “She’s not costing me a penny.” When in reality, she is. We all have that one drug of choice. That one addiction we can’t let go. She’s mine. And I have no desire to stop.
“Oh, believe me, she will cost you,” he says grabbing my arm.
I yank my arm out of his grasp. “Maybe you need to keep your hookers a little more hush-hush,” I whisper harshly. “If you’re so worried about what things will cost you.”
“Boy…” he growls.
“What?” I snap. “How could my sleeping with her possibly hurt your reputation?” I go to walk away but decide to turn back for more. “Why don’t you just throw some money at it? That’s what you’re good at. Paying people off.” I throw the words at him, and his face reddens with rage.
This time when I turn my back to him, I keep it that way as I walk to find Kat. My eyes spot her immediately. Even if I didn’t know that she had just been fucked, I’d still be able to tell. She has that look about her. Freshly fucked hair. Flushed skin and the way she smiles. She looks to be drunk, but I know it’s not the alcohol. It’s what I just finished doing to her. And I already wanna do it again.
I walk right up to her and take her in my arms, stealing her away from my mother. I kiss her in front of everyone. For all to see. If the press does come out tomorrow speaking of me fucking some girl in my father’s limo, at least they’ll have pics to go with it. How I was all over her. How I groped her. How I fucked her. Bring it!
I pull away, and she slowly opens her eyes. I grab her arm and speak. “We’re leaving,” I inform her just before I yank on her arm and pull her out the front door.
“What happened?” she asks looking around the street as we stand and wait for a cab. “Where’s the limo?”
“We’re taking a cab,” I say grabbing her hand as I see one pull up to the hotel. It had to be the fucking limo driver who told him what we did. And it’s none of their business what I choose to do with her.
Before she can say anything, I shove her into the cab and crawl in behind her. I slam the door shut and give him her address. She leans over and places her head on my shoulder.
I try to lift my hips so I can get my hand in my pocket to retrieve my vibrating phone. Mom lights up my screen. I sigh heavily before answering. “Hello?”
“Why did you leave?” she asks in a rush. “Did he say something to you?” She knows my dad and I don’t get along. And I hate that our relationship suffers because of it. But I refuse to put up with his shit, whereas she continues to take it.
“It’s fine, Mom. I needed to get Katherine home is all.” I look down at her head lying on my shoulder and find her softly snoring. She’s out! Guess that’s what sex and alcohol do to her.
“Will you come by for dinner tomorrow?” she asks and I hate to tell her no but I do.
“I have to work. I’ll call you next week, and we can figure something out,” I say and hang up before she can ask any more questions.
The cab driver pulls up to her house and I pay him before I pick her up in my arms and carry her into her house. Thankfully, I dug through her clutch and pulled out her keys before we stopped. Trying to unlock her front door with her sleeping in my arms was hard enough to do.
Once I get into her house, I carry her back to her room and she sits up immediately, looking around as if she’s lost.
“It’s okay,” I say pushing her hair back from her face. “You’re home.”
She lies flat on the bed and stretches as she yawns. “Are you staying?”
Am I staying? “Where else would I go?” I ask undoing my pants.
She gives me a sleepy smile and scoots over allowing me some space. Once I unbutton my shirt and remove that along with my socks and shoes, I crawl in beside her. I kiss her on the head and pull her to me.
“Goodnight, baby,” she whispers.
“Goodnight, sweetheart,” I say as I close my eyes.
She chuckles to herself. “So much for five.”
I smile. “I still owe you two.” I kiss her cheek. “In the morning,” I promise. She’s exhausted and needs her sleep.
*****
“Hello,” I mumble as I lift my Monster to our secretary as I enter the office at our security company.
“Hey, Parker.” She smiles brightly and I try to return it.
“Whoa. What happened to you last night?” Slade questions, looking me up and down.
“Had my father’s party.” I walk to my desk and fall down behind it.
“Do I even want to ask how it went?” he asks, walking in after me.
“The sex was great,” I say, and he chuckles.
“Well, I’m glad you hooked up with someone.”
“Katherine,” I say, and he falls down into the chair in front of my desk.
“Excuse me?” he asks wide-eyed. “You’re still sleeping with her? Even after what happened outside of the bar?”
“Yep,” I say with a smile. He chuckles as he shakes his head. “Do I even want to know what you are thinking?” I question.
He gives me a cocky smile. Douche! “You’ve fallen for her.”
“What can I say?” I lift my arms out to my side. “I’ve become the whipped pussy that I always made fun of.” Did I just confess to falling in love? Yes, yes, I did just that! Dear God, kill me now!
The smile drops off his face. “There’s nothing wrong with finding someone who loves you for you, Parker.”
“I wouldn’t say that she loves me.”
He smiles once again. “If she’s putting up with you, then she loves you.”
Tate walks in and sits down as well. Just great. They’re gonna bust my balls. “What’s so funny?” he asks. Then he looks at me. “Found your mind yet?”
Slade points at me. “Parker has fallen in love.”
Tate snorts. “You think? He came home a couple of days ago throwing his arms around and making a scene.”
Slade looks over at him. “I’m being serious. Parker is in love,” he repeats.
Tate looks at me, and he tilts his head to the side as he looks me over. His dark blue eyes widen and a smile cracks across his face. “Well, I’ll be damned.” He chuckles. “You have officially fallen for Katherine.” He smiles. “It’s like a cat that’s addicted to catnip.” They both laugh at his lame joke. “Oh, Missy is gonna love this.” He reaches into his jeans pocket and produces his phone. I all but jump over the table and snatch the phone out of his hand.
“No. No. No.” I shake my head quickly, wrapping my hand around it to where he can’t take it from me to call Missy. “You can’t tell Missy,” I demand.
They both stare at me with blank faces. “Boy, you are in deep,” Tate whispers.
“He’s afraid that she doesn’t love him back,” Slade says to him.
“I can tell.” Tate nods his head in agreement. “He is whipped. I mean bad…”
“Just shut up,” I announce to the room. “Quit talking about me as if I’m not sitting right in front of you,” I hiss. “I know what I am.” Hell has frozen over.
“Hmm,” Tate mumbles as they continue to sit there and stare at me blankly. He then looks over at Slade. “We need to meet her.”
“You know her,” I remind him, rolling my eyes.
“Yes,” Slade says turning to him. “That’s a great idea.” They both nod their heads. “Let’s get everyone together. And this time you can try not to fuck it up.”
I drop my elbows on the table and place my head in my hands. I sigh heavily when I hear them cheering. I had told my mother that I had to work on the force tonight, but that was a lie. Now I wish it wasn’t.
*****
KATHERINE
I lie in bed under the covers in an oversized shirt and a bag of chips next to me, watching infomercials. Don’t ask me why but I like them. I got up this morning when Parker went into work and went to
see my father. I spent some time with him and then came back home to do nothing. You ever have one of those days where you do absolutely nothing? Today is that day.
I grab another chip out of the bag before wiping my greasy hand on my t-shirt when my cell rings.
Sexy Motherfucker lights up on my screen.
“Hello?” I say, shoving another chip into my mouth.
“What are you doing, sweetheart?”
“Nothing,” I say as I reach over and grab my beer off the nightstand.
“You are now. We’re going out.”
I look over at my clock and it reads a little past seven. “No. We are not going anywhere.” Last night wore my ass out. I wanna do nothing tonight. I feel like being lazy and eating everything I want at the moment. Aunt flow is about to come home for a visit, and I eat everything in sight.
“We are,” he says matter-of-factly.
“Park…”
“This was just a courtesy call to give you a heads up. I’m already in my truck and on my way.” Click.
“Parker?” I snap to a dead line. “Parker?” I say once again hoping this was a prank call. No response.
“Ugh.” I lie back down and look down at my grease fingered shirt and an open bag of potato chips. My phone beeps signaling a message. I open it up and there staring at me is a selfie of Parker sitting at a stop light with a smile on his face. Be there in fifteen is written below it.
“Shit!” I jump out of bed, making Boner roll over as I shove him out of my way. He can’t see me like this. I run to my closet. “What will I wear?” I haven’t done laundry in days. “Dammit,” I say stomping my foot. I was supposed to be lazy tonight.
The light blue mini dress I wore a week ago catches my eyes. I lift it up and smell it. Smells clean. But it’s a tad wrinkled. I run to the laundry room and throw it in the dryer along with a Bounty sheet. Then I run back to the bathroom.
“God, I look like shit!” I say, looking into the mirror. My hair is up in a messy bun and I have no make-up on. I frown as I look over my shirt. Quickly, I strip it off along with my underwear and jump into the shower. I curse out loud not even waiting for the water to warm up. I pour an ungodly amount of shower gel into my hand and wash my body before grabbing my razor and shaving my legs. Just to my knee, not even bothering to use shaving cream, just the soap that remains. Throw down the razor, wash off, and step out into the cold. Fuck, why did I even waste sixty seconds on shaving?
I go over to the cabinet and the first thing that I see is a bottle of baby powder. I rip out my ponytail, bend over and squeeze the bottle. I then toss it into the sink before I scrub my scalp, allowing the baby powder to soak up my greasy roots to make it look fresh and clean. I flip it back as I stand.
I then rip open a drawer and throw on some concealer along with some foundation. Mascara and a thin layer of lip-gloss. Yep, that’s all I have time for. I run out of the bathroom and into the laundry room. I pull out the dress and pull it over my head. Cussing myself once again because the bitch is fucking hot, I’m glad at least my body has dried itself. I’m in the process of fixing the twins when the doorbell rings.
“One sec,” I yell out as I run back into my closet. Hopping from one foot to another, I manage to get both silver heels on. I blow my hair out of my face and straighten my dress before taking one deep breath and opening the door. I can’t help the huge smile that is on my face as I look at Parker’s dark eyes. This is much better than a night to myself. Why did I want to be alone again?
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
PARKER
“You look amazing,” I say, stepping into her house and pulling her to me. I nuzzle her neck and inhale the scent of something...a baby?
Her hands come up and wrap around my neck and my cock hardens. She’s pushing me away the next second with a laugh. “Oh, no,” she says looking down at my bulging pants. “You wanted to go out.”
“I changed my mind,” I say simply. Fuck the guys. I’d rather stay in bed with her.
I take a step to her and she places her hands on my chest, stopping me. “I shaved half my legs. Put baby powder in my hair and threw this dress in the dryer. I got ready in ten minutes. You’re taking me out.”
“How do you only shave half your legs?” I ask trying not to laugh at her.
“I only shaved to my knees,” she says before she blows some hair out of her face.
I reach out and help her out, as I push some of her hair off her beautiful face. “So I call and tell you that I’m taking you out and you think that means you’re gonna get lucky?” I tease.
“No,” she says matter-of-factly. “I wanted to wear a dress. So I needed to shave.”
“And the baby powder?” I ask, running a hand through her soft hair.
“I didn’t have time to wash it.” I don’t know what that has to do with baby powder, but I love how real she is. She tells you how it is and she’s not ashamed.
I chuckle. “So you’re ready?”
She nods. “Just gotta grab my purse.” She looks around her entryway and living room quickly. “One sec,” she says before she takes off out of sight.
My phone ringing gets my attention and I dig into my pocket to see it’s Slade. “Yes?” I say in greeting.
“Where you at?” he asks right away.
“I’m picking Kat up. We will be right there,” I inform them. I’m nervous. I’m nervous because of all the shit I gave them. And how much shit they are going to give me. In front of her.
“Ready,” she says coming into view with her purse on her shoulder and a smile on her face.
“On our way,” I say and then hang up.
I walk over and open the truck door for her and she thanks me. I make my way over to the driver’s side and rub my hands together. Shit, I’m nervous. I get up into the truck and look over at her. “Sure you wanna go out? We can stay…”
“Of course,” she says while digging into her purse. She pulls out a little white bottle and starts squirting lotion into her hands. “Just gotta put some lotion on and I’m ready.” She applies it to one leg and the truck instantly fills with the wonderful smell of coconut. My dick hardens. I readjust it before I put the truck in reverse and pull out of her driveway.
I grab a hold of her hand and open the door for her to enter the bar. You can’t miss my friends. They all sit at a round table in the middle of the bar, and they all turn to look at us the moment we walk in. All the wives give me a big smile while all the guys have a cocky-ass smirk on their faces.
“Hey.” She pulls her hand from mine and leans down to hug Missy. “How was the honeymoon?” She starts to make small talk as I pull out a seat for her to sit down in before I pull my own out.
I plop down in mine and look around the table. Slade, Micah, Tate, and Josh all stare at me. Their eyes shine and their lips pulled up in the corners. I want to punch them in the faces.
“What can I get you?” a waitress asks coming up next to me.
“I will have a Corona.” I look over at Kat who continues to talk to the girls about Missy’s honeymoon. “What would you like, Kat?”
“Guinness.” She throws over her shoulder, barely acknowledging my question.
The waitress nods her head and walks off, leaving me once again in this awkward situation. I look away from them when I see the front door open and my face falls the second I see Sandy walk in.
“Fuck,” I growl.
“What?” Kat turns to face me. Of course, that got her attention. “What is it?” she asks again.
“Nothing,” I say, looking over at her and I give her a smile. A smile that I hope to be charming, but her eyes narrow at me. She grabs my shirt and pulls me to her. I hear her take a deep breath as her lips touch my ear. “I can spot a fake smile a mile away. Now,” she hisses, “tell me what the fuck is wrong,” she demands.
I pull on my shirt to try to loosen my collar before I speak, but another voice beats me to it. A voice that I wanted to try to avoid.
“Parker.”
I don’t dare turn around. I don’t dare move. I keep my back to Sandy and Kat still has a hold of my shirt. Her brown eyes look into mine and all of a sudden she lets go of me and leans back in her seat. “Sandy,” she says with a fake smile.
Shit! It’s even worse, she knows her. Missy’s blue eyes are wide and Tate stares up at Sandy with a look of panic. They know who she is. They’ve seen her at the house before. Slade looks back and forth between the two of them with a confused look on his face.
“Katherine,” Sandy says in surprise. “What are you doing here?”
“Parker and I decided to get out for the night.” She places her arm over my shoulder, and I lean into her like the faithful lapdog that I have become.
“You and Parker?” Sandy asks looking down at me.
I give an amused laugh as everyone stares at me. Thank God, I haven’t fucked her since before I started seeing Katherine. “How long have you guys been together?” She directs the question to Kat.
Kat looks at me and then looks up at her. Her eyes narrow as if she is just starting to put two and two together. “Long enough.”
“I see,” Sandy says with a nod.
She stands there awkwardly for a few seconds before she speaks. “Well, it was good to see you again, Parker,” Sandy says with a wink, and I feel Kat’s body stiffen beside me. “Call me.”
I don’t say anything back as she walks away from the table. “Who was that?” Courtney asks being nosy.
“Some chick that Parker fucked I’m sure,” Kat responds.
She gasps. “What?”
“I can explain,” I say not really having a fucking clue how to explain that.
“So you’ve said,” Kat says giving me a side glare. I go to open my mouth, but she places up her hand. “I don’t care to hear it,” she says and then looks over at Missy. She picks up right where the conversation stopped and the guys look at me wide-eyed as if I just dodged a bullet. I have a feeling I’ll pay for it later.
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