Kyle's Return

by L. P. Dover

  “I see. So where’s the party tomorrow night? You never told me.”

  “It’s at the Labyrinth. Since Tyler used to work there, he thought it’d be a good place to have it. He also wanted it to be somewhere where he knew Kacey’s friends couldn’t get her any strippers.”

  He chuckled. “Smart man. I’d probably do the same thing.”

  I put my phone back in the drawer and faced him. “If I could, you know I’d bring you. I kept waiting on Tyler to say it’d be okay but he hasn’t yet.” Grabbing his hands, I continued, “Don’t worry. I’m still going to help you for the wedding. I think I might even have a plan.”

  “Care to tell me,” he suggested.

  “Not yet, but when the time comes you’ll know.”

  “Well, whatever it is, I hope it works.”

  My legs were a little shaky when I stood, but it was probably because I just got a knee-weakening orgasm. “I’ll be right back. I was serious about wanting some water.”

  “Then let me get it.” He looked down at his waist and my gaze followed. “I think I’m fine now.”

  Snickering, I sat back down. “I see that.” The phone rang and he waltzed away while I answered it. “Rushing’s Gym and Fitness.”

  “Bring it on? That’s all you text me back with? Girl, what’s wrong with you? You’re supposed to tell me how much you can’t wait to see me and blah, blah, blah.”

  I snorted. “Well, if it isn’t Gabriella Reynolds soon to be Emerson. You know I can’t wait to see you. But what I want to know is what is it with all of you getting married in the same year? We have Ryley and Ash, you and Pax, and now Tyler and Kacey.”

  “Don’t worry, you won’t be an old maid forever. I’m just considering my wedding an extra Christmas present. You are still coming to it aren’t you?”

  “A week in Hawaii, how could I refuse? Of course, I’ll be there, silly.”

  “Good, but that’s not the reason I called. So listen to this, I heard the funniest thing the other day . . .”

  I stiffened, knowing very well what she was about to say. Clutching the phone to my ear, I bit the side of my cheek as I waited in anticipation.

  “That you, my friend, are dating Kyle Andrews.” She burst out in laughter and when I didn’t join in, she stopped immediately. “Oh my God, you can’t be serious. Megan, what the hell is wrong with you?”

  “Who told you?”

  “Paxton heard it through the grapevine. But seriously, what are you thinking? I know the guy helped me out but he has a past, a very bad one as a matter of fact.”

  “Gabby, I know all of that. Trust me, I do. But have you forgotten that Paxton has one too? They used to be best friends.”

  She groaned. “Yeah, but there’s a difference. Just don’t expect me to be buddy-buddy with him.”

  “I don’t think he expects that. Just at least try to be civil with him. Remember, if it wasn’t for him, you might still be in Rage’s clutches, or worse.”

  Sighing, her voice saddened. “And I thanked him for helping me. He had called Paxton one day and I answered the phone. It was weird, but I do owe him my life.”

  “Good, because you and Paxton are going to hang out with us tomorrow night. I want it to be a surprise for him. It’d be good for him to see some familiar faces, especially Paxton’s.”

  “Fine. If I have to put up with him to see you, I’ll do it.”

  Kyle appeared around the corner with two water bottles, heading straight for me. “Thanks, Gabby. I can’t wait to see you tomorrow.”

  “Diddo, my darling. See you soon.”

  We hung up the phone and I opened my bottle of water as soon as Kyle handed it to me. “Who was that?” he asked.

  I took a sip of water, grinning. “Someone asking for directions. So question, what are you doing tomorrow night?”

  “Probably sitting at home, why? You’ll be at the party.”

  “I will, but I won’t be there all night. Since the gym will be closed for the rest of the weekend, I thought we could spend that time together. Besides, we have to coordinate Operation Wedding Crasher.”

  He chuckled. “That we do. It should be interesting.”

  I laughed, but then the phone started to ring. Shaking my head, I answered it with a smile and my usual greeting. Unfortunately, I wasn’t expecting the voice that replied back.

  “You didn’t greet me with your name today,” he murmured. “I was kind of hoping to hear it.”

  Chills ran down my spine and I turned to Kyle. It was the same guy from earlier in the week. Gritting my teeth, I held the phone closer to my lips. “Look, fuckface, I don’t know who you are, but I suggest you stop calling here.” Kyle stiffened and stepped closer but I held up my hand.

  “Now, now, there’s no need for hostility. I just wanted to hear your voice.”

  “There is something wrong when you’re a sick freak who gets off on it. It can actually be considered harassment. But if you feel so inclined to jack off to the sound of my voice I dare you to try that shit here. I’d be more than happy to saw it off with a letter opener.”

  “Damn,” he chuckled. “That turns me on even more.”

  “Fuck off,” I thundered before slamming the phone down. I turned to Kyle, my hands shaking from fury. “Oh my God, what a fucking psycho. What am I going to do if he calls back?”

  He put his hands on my face. “Calm down. If he calls back you’re going to let me handle it. And if that cocksucker shows up here, I’ll beat his ass.”

  “Not if I do it first. The whole letter opener thing was kind of genius if you ask me.”

  He chuckled and thankfully it helped lighten the mood. “That it was, and I never hope you come after me with it.”

  “You have nothing to worry about. I kind of like your dick connected to your body.”

  He winked. “Good, because I’m ready for this place to close so I can put it inside yours.”

  Once everyone was gone for the evening, I made my rounds through the machines to make sure they were all off. Kyle put the weights in order and once we were done, I started on the mirrors. There weren’t too many fingerprints on them, but Tyler liked to keep his place pristine. In the reflection, I could see Kyle with his eyes on my backside.

  “My ass is hurting from you staring at it for the past hour,” I called out. He smiled and his gaze lifted to mine in the mirror.

  “What can I say? I have a good view from back here.” He stood and stalked toward me, his chest bare, showing off his golden, tattooed skin.

  I tossed the rags to the floor and set the cleaner down before he could reach me. “And I have a good view from right here,” I countered with a smile.

  Resting his hands on my hips, he pushed me back to the mirrors, locking me in place. He kissed the flesh behind my ear and trailed his lips down my neck to the top of my breasts. I moaned and he bit a nipple through my sports bra. “You do realize I’ll have to clean these mirrors again,” I gasped breathlessly.

  He pressed his cock against my stomach and bit my ear. “I’ll help, but first we’re going to use them.” He slid my sports bra off and tossed it to the floor before doing the same with my shorts. Lowering his shorts and kicking them away, he sat down on the floor and pulled me down with him. I straddled his waist, but I was backward. We faced the mirror and behind my shoulder I could see his mischievous smile.

  “You want to watch us make love, is that it?”

  “Fuck yeah,” he growled, nipping my shoulder. “I want to see you ride my cock.”

  Biting my lip, I looked at his reflection in the mirror. His cock protruded up between my legs, so I wrapped my hands around him. He bit down harder on my shoulder and groaned as I pumped his length.

  “Damn, that feels good.” His hips moved underneath mine and he made sure to keep his raw gaze pinned on me the entire time.

  When I knew he’d had enough, I lifted my hips and lowered onto him, one inch at a time. We both watched in the mirror as my body took him in. He hissed wh
en I clenched my muscles around him. “You might want to stop doing that, love. Just looking at my dick inside you makes me want to come.”

  “How about this?” I asked, lifting my hips. His cock glistened from my body, making it easy for me to slide up and down. Wrapping his arms around my chest, he squeezed and pinched my nipple with one hand and the other he used to fondle my clit.

  “Faster,” he growled.

  Doing as he said, I bounced up and down his length, crying out each time he bit my shoulder. His cock pulsed inside of me as I clenched around him. The closer we both got, the harder he pulled me down, slamming into me. Squeezing me tight, he grunted and jerked beneath me as I milked him to release. Closing my eyes, I took a deep breath and moaned. I had never felt so happy or satisfied in my life.

  “I’m not going to be able to look at these mirrors again without seeing you in them,” Kyle whispered, nipping my ear.

  I opened my eyes and smiled at the smudges on the mirror. “Neither will I.”

  ***

  “MEG, YOU HAVE company,” Nic shouted from the living room.

  I flat ironed the last section of my hair and slid on a brand new, silky red dress. I couldn’t wait to see the look on Kyle’s face when we surprised him tonight. Grabbing my clutch, I opened my bedroom door to find Gabby strutting down the hall.

  “Oh my God,” I squealed, racing toward her. I threw my arms around her shoulders and squeezed. “I’m so glad you’re here. You have no idea how much I’ve missed you.”

  She laughed. “Probably just as much as I’ve missed you. Are you ready to go?”

  I stepped back and took her in. Her midnight hair was sleek down her back and she had on a skin tight, royal blue dress. Gorgeous as always. “Yes, let’s get out of here. The sooner we get to the party and get out . . .”

  “The sooner you can go see lover boy. Yeah, yeah, I know the deal. I can’t believe I’m gonna be hanging out with Andrews.”

  “He’s honestly not that bad,” Paxton cut in, peeking his head around the corner. “People change, sunshine.”

  Gabby rolled her eyes and winked. “We’ll see about that. Now come on before we’re late. Ryley’s dying to see you.” I was ready to see him too.

  Waving goodbye to Nic, who was getting ready for her date with Greg, I turned to Pax. “Have you talked to Kyle about fixing his truck?”

  He got into his vehicle and looked back at me, brows furrowed. “No, why? What happened to it?”

  “Someone keyed it last week. He mentioned spending a few days in California to see if you’d fix it. I guess he wasn’t ready to ask you.”

  Gabby turned her head. “Will you be coming with him?”

  “As a matter of fact, I would. I’ve already asked Tyler for the time off.” Then to Pax, I asked, “Do you think you’d have the time to do a paint job on it?”

  “I’m sure I would, if Kyle helps. We could get it done in two days, three tops.”

  “That’s great! It’ll be the week after Tyler and Kacey are back from their honeymoon. I’ll find a hotel and book it.”

  Gabby snorted and looked at me like I’d lost my mind. “Are you serious? You’re not coming out to visit me just to stay in a fucking hotel. You and Kyle can stay with us.” We both looked at her.

  “Are you sure you’re okay with that?” Pax asked.

  “Why, are you not?”

  He chuckled. “I’m fine with it as long as you are. Although, I am surprised you’re not bringing him with us tonight,” he mentioned, glancing at me in the mirror.

  “I would have if I knew he wasn’t going to get kicked out. I would rather take my chances on Saturday at the wedding.”

  “Whatever you have planned you know it’s a gamble. Kacey asked me to walk her down the aisle and the last thing I want to do is piss her or Rushing off.”

  “I know you don’t and that’s why I want you and Gabby to hang out with me and Kyle tonight. He needs a friend other than me. You should see the way everyone treats him. I don’t want him to snap.”

  Paxton sighed. “I understand. I’ll help you out as much as I can. Andrews used to be one of my best friends. He wasn’t always a dick.”

  “Thanks, Pax.” I squeezed Gabby’s shoulders. “You too, Gabby.”

  It didn’t take us long to get to the Labyrinth and since it was a private party, there’d be no waiting in lines to get in. The guest list was just our circle of friends. Paxton and Gabby held hands as they walked inside and I trailed along behind them. I hated not being able to bring Kyle. Before going inside, I pulled out my phone and texted him.

  Me: I’m thinking about you. See you soon.

  Kyle: I’ll be waiting.

  The music blared and laughter filled the air as I walked into the club. Kacey and Tyler were at the bar, smiling and talking to a group of our friends. Mason and Claire were there, as well as Camden and Brooklyn. I was never close with Camden since he and Ryley had only just recently reconciled their differences. He looked happy, especially now that he had someone who could keep up with him. The whole group being together again brought me joy. They were a second family to me.

  I pulled on Gabby’s arm. “Where are Matt and Shelby?”

  “They’ll be here tomorrow morning.”

  Nodding, I looked around. “What about Ryley and Ash? Where are they?”

  “Right here,” Ryley exclaimed grabbing me up in his arms. “Did you miss me?”

  As soon as he set me down, I squealed and hugged him hard. “Hell yeah, I’ve missed you.” Ashleigh was right behind him with the biggest smile on her face. I let Ryley go so I could hug her too. “How are you guys? How are the twins? I bet they’re getting so big.”

  “You have no idea,” Ashleigh laughed, pulling out her phone. She showed me a picture of them and I melted. They looked just like Ryley with his blond hair and bright blue eyes.

  “Oh my goodness, they’re so adorable. I bet they’re a handful.”

  Ashleigh tossed her dark curls behind her shoulder and pursed her lips at Ryley. “They act just like him.”

  Ryley grinned wide and winked. “You say that like it’s a bad thing.”

  Ashleigh and Gabby snorted while I laughed. Linking her arm with mine and Ashleigh’s, Gabby pulled us over to the bar and the guys followed. We greeted Kacey and Tyler, but I could always tell it was a little awkward with Gabby since she and Tyler had been lovers at one time.

  I personally wanted to stay away from Kacey just in case she already knew about me and Kyle. The last thing I wanted was for her to tell me she didn’t want him coming. If she did, I’d have no choice but to rethink my plan on sneaking him in. I didn’t want to ruin her big day. In my mind, making up with him would only make the day better.

  The owner of the Labyrinth, Jake Montgomery, with his coiffed gray hair and suit, was behind the bar fixing drinks. The wedding was going to be at his sprawling mansion. “What’ll it be ladies?” he asked with a dashing smile.

  We all ordered and sat down. The music had picked up tempo and now Kacey and Tyler were in the middle of the floor dancing. Everyone watched them and cheered along when Tyler would do something funny.

  “So why did they decide to do this on a Thursday?” Gabby asked curiously.

  About two months ago, I’d heard Tyler and Kacey talking about it in the gym. “Kacey didn’t want Tyler hungover for the wedding. That’s why tomorrow they’re going to take it easy before the big day.”

  “Good idea,” she agreed, elbowing Paxton in the side. “Maybe we should do that too.”

  “It’s not the only reason,” Jake cut in, chuckling. “Friday nights are one of the biggest nights here and Tyler knew that. That’s why we chose to do the party tonight so that tomorrow I can hold my fights like usual. We’ll still have the rehearsal at my house, but after that, everyone’s free to do as they wish.”

  I’d heard about Jake’s fights, but I’d never been to one. There was a back room in the club with a ring and everything. It was a place where ne
w and upcoming fighters could show their stuff and hopefully make a name for themselves. The fighters had to adhere to all UFC rules and regulations.

  Setting my drink down, I focused on Jake. “So you have fights every Friday night, right?” He nodded. “Do the fighters have to meet certain qualifications?”

  Jake narrowed his eyes, studying me. “Why do you ask? Do you know someone who wants to fight?”

  I glanced over at Paxton who shook his head, grinning wide. “I swear you’re going for sainthood, woman.”

  Gabby glared back and forth at us, lost. “What’s going on? I don’t get it.”

  He nodded his head toward me. “It looks like Megan here wants to sign Kyle up for a fight.”

  “Kyle Andrews?” Jake asked. When all I did was stare sheepishly back at him, he shook his head. “That boy hasn’t been allowed in here for years. What makes you think I’m going to let him fight here?”

  “I don’t know. But he’s come a long way and just looking to fit in again. He’s even teaching over at the gym.”

  Jake sighed and poured himself a shot of whiskey. “Tyler told me about how he’s trying to be a better man. It’s just, I have a business to run. Most of my fighters know who he is. No one is going to want to fight him.”

  Paxton set his glass down with a clank. “I’ll fight him. Put him against me tomorrow night.”

  Jake’s eyes went wide. “Do you realize the hell I’ll get from the bride if you show up at the wedding with a fucked up face? You will be the last resort.” He tossed his shot back and poured another. “Don’t worry, I’ll find him someone to fight. I’ll put him on the list so he can walk right in.”

  I breathed a sigh of relief. “Thank you, Jake. This is exactly what he needs.”

  The party was fun, but I was ready to surprise Kyle. After saying our goodbyes, Tyler was the last one to see us off. “Did everything go okay at the gym this week? No issues?” he asked, stopping me at the door.