What the hell was that all about? I have had run-ins with many of Heather’s exs but never to this extent. Shaking my head, I continue to make my way to the door. I don’t even have a chance to ring the doorbell before it flies open, my best friends standing in front of me with a bright smile on her face.
“Addy and I are headed out later tonight. You’re coming.” Heather states with that look in her eyes, she’s up to something. As always, I’m happy to play along. This is a win-win proposition for me. I get to spend time with Addison and possibly get laid.
“I’m sure Cole has better things to do,” Addy cuts in as she makes her way down the stairs. I can’t help but notice the extra sway in her step just for me. There’s no denying that this woman wants me. She needs a little help realizing it.
“Are you afraid to be seen in public with the ‘help’ princess?” I even use those stupid air quotes to give the full effect.
That fire ignites in Addy’s eyes once again, as she comes to a stop next to her cousin. “I was trying to politely say that you may have prior plans, meaning you would rather do whatever it is you do when you’re not working.”
I can’t help but lean forward on the door frame, getting dangerously close to those kissable lips. “I can’t think of anything better than spending time with you, Addy,” I whisper before standing back up to my full height. I watch the blush creep across her cheeks and down her neck.
My thoughts are interrupted by Heather’s giggle. “Well, that’s settled. Meet us at Noble Experiment at seven.” She gives my chest a shove before grabbing Delilah’s leash and shutting the door in my face.
I knew she was plotting something. I don’t mind. I head back to my car and head to the office to confirm my walks for the evening.
* * *
I’m locking up the office for the night, I grab my cell and head for my car, dialing my partner in crime. I climb in, the phone only rings once before she answers. “I’m busy trying to get you laid. What can I do for you?”
“Life would be easier if we could fall in love with each other, you know this right?” I say with a chuckle in my voice.
“I’m fully aware of this, but you aren’t my personal brand of sexy. You’re way prettier than me. So again, what do you want?” Her snarky attitude would usually cause me to hang up, but she sounds stressed out. Why she’s stressed is beyond me.
“He’s working tonight, isn’t he?” I ask.
“Fuck you! This isn’t about me, it's about you. However, the answer is yes.”
Heather has been in love with Wyatt Chambers since we all met freshman year at San Diego Mesa. She has no problem telling people like it is, unless they are Wyatt. Lucky for her, he is also one of my best friends and has a serious hard-on for her. I may have to put on my own cupid wings tonight.
“When are you going to listen to me, he’s head over heels for you. If you show some tits and cut the bitch attitude for two seconds, you two would be living happily ever after already.”
I’m met with nothing but silence. I’m treading on thin ice, but someone needs to push her. She’s always in everyone else’s business, if she keeps this up, she’ll never find her happily ever after.
“Again, not about me, about you. Tell me what the fuck you want, or I’m hanging up. It takes time to look this good.”
Obviously, I’m two seconds from getting kicked in the nuts the next time I see her. “Fine. I just want to know what my chances are.”
“What’s this? My baby boy wants to grow up and keep his dick in his pants. Halleluiah! Thank you, sweet baby Jesus!” I can hear her dancing around her room.
I pinch the bridge of my nose. “I said no such thing! Don’t get your hopes up.”
“Whatever you say, Cole. Just be the man we both know is under the asshole you let everyone see. I say if you can be that guy, your chances are damn near perfect.”
“Enough of this mushy shit, I have to shower. I smell like dog,” I say as I pull into my assigned parking spot.
“I checked to make sure your stalker wasn’t around; the coast is clear. Be sure to wear what I put out on the bed for you. Oh, and Addy’s favorite color is royal blue.”
“Yes, Mother.” I chuckle as I hang up the phone.
9
ADDISON
“Girl, if I were into chicks, I’d fuck you,” Heather shouts as she struts past me into the closet. I still can’t believe she talked me into wearing this. My mousy brown hair is in loose curls waving slightly past my naked shoulders. I borrowed a bright red off the shoulder A-line dress, hugging my curves in all the right places. Finishing off the outfit with my black moto jacket and leather ankle boots. You can dress me up, but I’m going to be me no matter what.
“Found it! The perfect final touch,” Heather shouts before exiting her walk-in closet. She walks behind me, draping a necklace made of interlocking maple leaves across my neck.
“This is gorgeous,” I whisper.
“Of course it is, but mostly because you’re wearing it.” Giving me a wink, she heads back into the closet to finish off her own outfit.
“We are some sexy bitches! We are getting you laid tonight.” I don’t have the heart to tell her that I have no need for a quick hook up with Cole, been there done that. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t have every intention of doing it again. However, I’m starting to feel like this is becoming something more than sex. I can picture myself with Cole in a long-term relationship, but we both know that isn’t going to happen.
“How do I look? Not too much is it?” Heather asks, giving me a twirl for good measure.
Heather’s outfit is a little more understated but nothing short of gorgeous. She has on a sleeveless royal blue circle dress with a lace overlay. Completing the outfit with a tan leather belt, jean jacket, and brown cowboy boots. Her long red hair is pinned back on one side with a beautiful comb covered in blue sapphires.
“Fabulous as always.”
Heather’s face breaks out into a beaming smile at my compliment.
“We gotta motor or we’ll miss our Uber,” Heather says after taking one last look in the mirror to make sure everything is in place. As I follow her down the stairs, I can’t help but get excited for what the night is going to entail.
* * *
Arriving at the bar, Heather makes her way to the bartender. “Shots, we need them now, and keep them coming.”
The bartender gives us both a once over. “Anything in particular, ladies?”
Heather looks at me for a suggestion, so I say, “Tequila.”
The bartender gives me a wink before turning to get our shots. “Damn girl, how fucked up do you want to be?” Heather whispers into my ear.
“Wasn’t that the objective? For me to get as fucked up as possible? Tequila will definitely get me fucked up.” Heather shakes her head in response.
For the first time in forever, I see Heather blush. “What gives?” I ask.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Heather tries to blow off my question as she leans back to sneak a peek at the bartender.
“Is there a specific reason you’re breaking your neck to catch a glimpse of the bartender’s ass?”
“Shut your whore mouth, or I’ll tell this entire bar about Teddy.” My cheeks immediately heat with embarrassment.
“There’s no need to threaten Teddy at a time like this! I want to know what gives.” I want to run home and check my secret hiding spot for my favorite stuff animal.
Heather sighs in defeat before responding, “Fine! You know how I’ve been telling you about Wyatt?”
“The guy who was able to break the armor around your heart,” I say a little louder than intended.
“Yes. Now keep your voice down! That’s him,” she responds, as she motions her head down the bar in the bartender’s direction.
I can’t help but check him out as he heads back toward us carrying our shots. Wyatt stands a little under six feet tall, gorgeous body, and dirty blonde hair. I can see
exactly why Heather is so head over heels for him.
Wyatt returns, placing our shots on the bar. I throw back mine without a second thought. “Give me two more of those, I want to forget my name.”
Heather giggles before handing her card over and asking for more shots and some other fruity drink to go with it.
“Put that away, you know your money is no good here,” Wyatt responds with a wink. “Is this the infamous Addison you’ve been so excited about coming to visit?”
“In the flesh.” I reach over the bar to shake his hand. “You really need to let her pay for some of the drinks. I plan to get thoroughly intoxicated. It’s my graduation party after all.”
“Well, congratulations! Welcome to being an adult, or at least attempting to be one.” Wyatt chuckles before taking Heather’s card. “Alright you win, but the first rounds on me.”
Heather and Wyatt continue to talk about something, but at the moment I don’t care. Throwing back one of my shots, I spin around to lean against the bar to begin searching the room. I need to find someone to take my mind of the way Cole makes me feel and everything will go back to normal. I can continue to hate him, and him hate me, with the occasional hate fuck in between.
“Calm your tits. He said he was going to be here, so he will. Here take this shot and glass of water. If you finish it, I’ll grab you another drink. I wanted you drunk, but he won't fuck you if you’re not coherent.”
“Who said I was even looking for anyone?”
“The way you’re posing for the world to see, maybe. It screams ‘come and get it,’” Heather responds while pointing toward an empty table near the dance floor. We make our way in that direction before I take a seat and down my second shot.
“Thanks, Mom. I thought the point of tonight was to have fun and get me laid.”
“Yes, but no one is going to have fun if you puke everywhere and end up with alcohol poisoning.”
“Fair enough. I’ll drink the water, but I’m going to be angry the entire time.” I can’t help but laugh at our conversation, while I continue to scan the bar.
Heather has always had more confidence than I did when it comes to men. It may have a little something to do with her size two body and perfect hair. Don’t get me wrong, I love the way I look and wouldn’t change it for the world, but when you’re surrounded by people who are more focused on who your Father is than you, it becomes discouraging.
“Look, Mom, I’m all finished. Can I have a big girl drink now?” I ask as I take the last pull from my glass of water.
“Fine, but next round is on you. This is going to get expensive if you keep drinking like that.”
“Well, you should’ve thought about that before you labeled this my graduation party.”
She rolls her eyes at me before disappearing into the crowd. I pick up the lime attached to my empty shot glass and place it in my mouth.
“If you need something to lick, I can help you with that.”
I’m startled by the whispered voice in my ear. Spinning around, I notice Cole with a sexy smirk on his face.
“You’re here!” Heather says to my left. Thankfully carrying a dirty martini for me. I throw it back and hand her my empty glass. I try to calm my racing heart with the drink, but no such luck. This man is going to be the death of me. Heather’s right. I’ll just fuck him out of my system and be done with it. If I’m drunk, I won’t remember so there’s no way I can get attached.
“Slow down there, tiger,” Cole says as he hands me a glass of water.
“I don’t recall asking for your opinion,” I snap in response. “Heather, can I have another one, please? If this ass hadn't scared the shit out of me, I wouldn’t have chugged that one down.”
She raises her eyebrow at me, as I cross my arms. Either she gets me another one, or I get it my damn self. Either way, I’m getting another martini. Our small staring contest ends with Heather spinning on her heels and heading back toward the bar.
“You know we are only trying to look out for you. Drinking that quickly isn’t good,” Cole says as he slides into the seat next to me. His button-up shirt slips open, and I watch his abs constrict as he brings his ankle up to rest on his knee. “If you’re a good girl, I’ll let you lick them before the night is out.”
“You’re an ass, you know that.” I can’t help the shiver that runs through my body as he brushes his fingers across the back of my shoulder and down my arm. He grips my right hand, placing a gentle kiss on my wrist.
“I may be an ass, but I know you would let me take you to the back and fuck you again. Let’s see how long you can hold out.”
COLE
The look in her eyes as I lean back in my seat has me adjusting myself underneath the table. I need to have her again, that isn’t the question. Ever since I imagined her lips wrapped around my cock, I had wanted to have that feeling again. Walked into the bar tonight, I have now made it my mission to get her to admit how badly she wants me too.
“You can let go of my hand now,” she snarks back at me.
Her attitude makes me want to put her over my knee and give her ass a swat for good measure. Fuck, I’ve never been into spankings, but Addison needs one.
“Now that I have you, I’ve got no intention of letting you go.” I gently tug on her arm pulling her into my body, she falls into my chest. If she weren’t so intoxicated, I’m sure she would be resisting my advances a little more. Win-win for both of us.
“I need you now. Tell me you want me,” I whisper into Addison’s ear before taking it between my lips. A small shiver run through her body.
“I plan to be fucked tonight. If you happen to be the one to do it, I wouldn’t complain.”
“I’ll take it.” Without another thought, I capture her mouth in a searing kiss. She tastes like tequila, limes, and something that’s purely her. I nibble at her lips, as we both battle for dominance, neither one giving in.
She pulls away slightly, grasping the table for support. “You’re trouble,” she states, but before she’s able to return to her own seat, I grip her wrist again pulling her off balance so that she falls completely into my lap.
“You like it. Don’t pretend that you don’t.” I run my nose along the curve of her neck placing a kiss on her shoulder before making my way back up. “Those pretty boys wanted daddy’s money, didn’t they? Me, I’ve got plenty of my own money. I want you to scream my name again as you cum.” She moans in response. I capture her mouth with mine in another searing kiss, she rolls her hips against my hardening cock causing me to growl in response.
“If you don’t stop that right now, I’ll fuck you right here in front of everyone.”
“Promise?” A playful smile crosses her face. Addison has a feisty side, this is going to be fun to explore once I get her out of this dress and in my bed. That’s if we make it out of here before I’m buried deep inside her.
“I guess I should find my own ride home, huh?” Heather comes back to the table with drinks for all of us. In my desire to get Addy’s attention, I completely forgot about Heather being here. “Here bitch, drink up. Cole, you’ll make sure she gets back in one piece, won’t you?” The look she gives me halts that smartass remark I was ready to give her.
“Of course,” is the only response I can manage. “Shall we?” I hold my hand out to Addy waiting for her to make a choice. I have a feeling that this isn’t something she does very often, but if we take this step, it’s going to change everything for both of us – for better or worse.
10
ADDISON
I hesitate before grabbing Cole’s outstretched hand. “Don’t wait up,” I say over my shoulder.
“Ha, bitch, I’ll see you sometime next week. Hopefully, you won’t be a bitch when you come back,” Heather responds before disappearing into the crowd, probably to find her prey for the evening. If she only knew my bitchy attitude was due to my desperation to stay as far away from Cole as humanly possible, but we both knew I’d lose that fight.
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p; “Next week?” I say to Cole as he helps me climb off his lap and leads me toward the door. As we exit the bar, he pushes me up against the door and devours my mouth. Once again there’s no fighting him. He dominates the kiss, nipping, and sucking my lip between his until he thrusts his tongue into my mouth, filling it with the delicious oak and smoke taste from the brandy he drank at the bar. He slows the kiss as suddenly as it began.
“ I’ll let you out of my sight by next week, or maybe I’ll keep you forever. Are you ready to find out?” To say that his comment took me by surprise is an understatement.
“Does that scare you, Addy? That I’d want to keep you?” The look in his eyes isn’t playful in anyway, there’s something entirely different, something I haven’t seen from Cole in the interactions I’ve had with him.
“No, it doesn’t scare me. We both know that you only want another chance to fuck me. I happen to be willing to let you do so tonight. Once you have your fill, you’ll be gone.” I immediately cover my mouth with both my hands.
Way to stick your foot in it.
Fortunately for me, Cole finds me hilarious because he immediately throws his head back in laughter.
“You mean a manwhore, right Addy? Well, I wasn’t always this way, sometimes it takes the right person to make someone want to be different. For some reason you make me want to stick around.”
I can’t hide the shock the covers my face. Cole has never told me anything about himself other than his annual income or the fact that he wants to fuck me. This is a new side to him I’m not ready for. That small bit of resolve I have left begins to crumble..
He reaches for my hand, as we head toward the parking lot. I miss a step, and I go tumbling into his back.
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