“I’m ok thank you, do you mind if I take a shower?”
“Sure, go ahead” he points towards the bathroom and walks in the kitchen. I make my way to the bathroom when I see his bedroom door open ajar, maybe I can nick a shirt to sleep in?
I open the door a little wider and see a huge bed in the middle of the room with the headboard up against the far wall. I see a chest of drawers to the side so I open the first drawer and pick up the first top I see.
I walk back out the bedroom and walk across to the bathroom and shut the door. I turn the light on, this room has got to be the only room that hasn’t got dark colours on the walls. Oh no, it’s the complete opposite. The walls are white, but the towels and the shower mat is dark blue. Got to have some dark in there I suppose.
I strip off and put the clothes I took off in a neat pile near the sink. I take the hair band out of my hair and place that on the side. I don’t know why I didn’t put any makeup on but I’m glad now I didn’t. I turn the shower on and wait for the water to heat up.
I climb in and step under the hot water. I groan, I love showers the water beating down on you the warmth.
I wash my hair with all Tyler’s stuff. Once my hair is done I use his shower gel to wash myself. I’m definitely surrounded by the smell of him.
I hear a knock on the door.
“Yeah?” he opens the door. He can’t see me clearly because of the frosted glass.
“I was going to bring you in a top, but I see you already got one and I brought you in some fresh towels”
“Thanks” I rinse myself off. And open the shower door when I’m finished.
I let out a little scream when I see Tyler still standing there.
I thought he left. His eyes run down my naked, wet body. I don’t know how I didn’t see him through the frosted glass.
“What are you doing?” I take a towel and wrap it around myself.
He clears his throat. “I’m not sure, really. It’s like I was rooted to the spot” I raise my eyebrow.
I pick up another towel and start rubbing my hair.
“Ok, well I need to get dressed? Unless you want to watch you better leave” I smile he nods and turns around to leave.
He shuts the door softly and I drop the towel. I pick up his shirt and shrug it on. It comes down to just under mid-thigh, enough to hide that I’m not wearing underwear. I’m not putting the ones I took off back on it’s defeating the point of having a shower.
I run my fingers through my hair and put it in a plait again. I put the towels I used in the washing basket he has in there and walk out of the bathroom. Tyler is sitting on the sofa with a beer when I walk in.
“Feel better?” he says over his shoulder. I walk over to him and sit next to him.
I nod and rest my head on his shoulder.
“You look good in my top” I smile.
It’s not that late but I yawn.
“Tired, babe?” I nod again. He turns the TV off and finishes his beer.
“We will go to bed then” I walk into his bedroom and climb in his bed, while he locks up and turns lights out.
He walks in the bedroom once he’s finished. He takes his top off and unbuttons his jeans.
His dark eyes turn to me.
“I must admit, I’ve been dying to see you in my clothes and in my bed” His voice has dropped to the husky level.
He takes his socks off and pushes his jeans down.
Well you could say he isn’t shy. He turns around and opens a drawer and takes out some basketball shorts.
I’ve never noticed that he had a big tattoo going across his shoulder blades before. Well it’s not like I see his back. My eyes drop to his arse. It’s smooth tanned and firm.
I want to bite it.
He steps into his shorts and turns around. He’s tried to adjust his erection so it doesn’t tent his shorts but it still does.
He climbs in bed beside me and turns off the bedside light. He pulls me so I’m flush up against him.
“I’m sorry about my brother today”, he says into the top of my head.
“I wasn’t really mad, Tyler. Embarrassed yes” I sigh.
He stays quiet and moves his hand so it rests on my thigh.
“It’s like we’re making a rod for our own backs. We both like sleeping in bed together. But we know we shouldn’t” he sighs.
“I know”
I must have drifted off to sleep because the next thing I know my hands are wondering all over Tyler’s chest.
He groans in his sleep. I stop moving my hand. No I shouldn’t be doing this. I shouldn’t be doing any of this.
He mumbles something in his sleep. He sleep talks?
He rolls over so he’s on top of me. He’s not squashing me, he holds himself up with his forearms.
“What are you doing?” I ask quietly. He puts his face in my neck and doesn’t move.
Is he awake? I poke his ribs. He moves but doesn’t say anything. Err, now what? I have a sleeping Tyler on top of me.
“Go to sleep, I can practically hear your brain go round and round”, he grumbles in my neck. Well someone is grouchy when they get woken up.
“Why are you lying on top of me?”
“I thought it would make a change, you normally end up sleeping on me” I sigh and wrap my arms around his and move my legs so they are either side of him.
“Wrong move, baby” I frown, wrong move?
He rolls onto his back so I’m lying on top of him. Wrong move.
His top has risen up and his hand is on my bare arse cheek. I see his eyes pop open.
“You’re not wearing any knickers”, he growls. I bite my lip and rest my head on his chest.
“I didn’t want to put the ones I took off back on”, he groans.
“You’re going to be the death of me Cassie Winters”, he groans out. He still hasn’t taken his hand off my arse.
I feel his erection pulse against me.
“Are you sure this is the best position to be in with what you know now?” he stays quiet. I sigh and close my eyes. I’m guessing I’m staying like this again tonight.
Chapter Fourteen
Cassie
It’s Saturday evening and once again I’m standing in front of my wardrobe looking for something to wear to work with Tyler. I make it sound like it’s a dirty job, nope I’ve got to find something to go to a pub in, shouldn’t be that hard right?
This morning we woke up like we normally do. Well not me freaking out because I’m late for work again but normal as can be.
He made me coffee. He made me some toast and we watched TV nothing exciting.
Another dress tonight perhaps, I’m not wearing black and red again. I stand there for another good five minutes in my underwear, when I find a nice gold strapless dress. It comes to about mid-thigh just like the other one.
I slip it on over my cream lacy matching bra and thong set. I’m glad I went with this and not dark.
I turn the bra strapless. And look in the mirror. Not bad if I say so myself.
I pick a pair of nude heels to go with it and some bangles. I’ve styled my hair so it falls over my shoulder and on to my breast in loose curls.
My makeup consists of mascara and eyeliner. A little heavier than the natural look. I leave my lips bare, last time I left lipstick marks all over the glasses that I drank out of.
I just finish spraying myself with some perfume when I hear the door. I pick up my little clutch bag and walk out of my room.
“Wow. You seem to be doing well with the going out on Saturdays now, Cass” Justin says from the sofa. He decided not to go out this week. Shocking I know but he said he’s going to stay at home and have Melissa over.
Jack on the other hand. He went out already. I don’t know where he went at 7.30 but he said don’t wait up and was out the door.
I open the door for Tyler and he walks in and kisses my cheek.
“Looking as gorgeous as ever” he winks. “Justin”, he nods his head tow
ards him.
“Oh, I get just, Justin? Don’t I look gorgeous?” he says motioning his arm over himself. The tracksuit bottom, no top on and barefoot. Oh, yeah stunning.
Tyler shakes his head and laughs.
“And what you said earlier, Justin. I blame Tyler for me going out on Saturdays now. I lost a bet, this is the punishment” she grins.
“Oh, such a hard task taking your face out of your kindle to socialise” Speaking of my kindle Tyler still has it. How could I forget?
“Yes, I still have your kindle” Tyler says when I look at him. How did he even know that’s what I was going to say? “It’s written all over your face” How the fuck? “Yes I know I’m basically reading your mind. I will do it later too but we really need to go. My boss needs to talk to me”
We say bye to Justin and walk out the door. He opens the door for me again and I climb in.
You wouldn’t think it’s only been a week since I done this last. Two Saturday’s ago I actually met him.
The drive it silent, I would say something was bothering Tyler but it could be that fact that his boss wants to talk to him tonight. I don’t think it would be a problem my coming to work with him. It’s not like I stand at the door with him all night and distract him. Well maybe just a little but not loads.
When we arrive at the pub he sits me at the table I did last time with my red bull and vodka, he tells me he won’t be long and disappears out the back.
I’m sitting there on my own when someone pulls a chair down and sits in front of me.
“Why you sitting alone, pretty girl” I look up and see a man with sandy blonde hair and blue eyes. His hair is a little on the long side but it suits him, he has the surfer look.
“I’m waiting on a friend” he smiles and nods. He doesn’t look bad, someone I would probably go for before Tyler. Tyler has ruined all other men for me. I find faults in them everywhere.
They have their hair like this, but Tyler has his hair like that and it looks better. It’s like I’m setting them up to fail because they aren’t up to scratch with Tyler.
“He left you on your own? Not a very good friend then” I smile.
“He’s the best. He just had to talk to someone quickly” he sticks his hand out in front of me.
“Carter Thomas” I shake his hand.
“Cassie winters”
“Holy shit! It’s you!” my eyes widen. I’m who?
“I’m me, do I know you?” he shakes his head but still has a shocked look on his face.
“Oh, no you don’t know me, but I’ve heard about you” he grins. He mumbles something under his breath that sounds a lot like lucky bastard. I’m starting to get really confused here. It must have been written over my face when he comes out with. “Shit, sorry I should have explained that better. I’m Tyler’s best friend” he goes to put his hand out again but remembers we have already shaken hands.
“Carter. I see you’ve met my girl Cassie” Tyler says from behind him. Seriously! what is with the ‘my girl?’ I’m not really his girl. Staking a claim on something he can’t have.
“I did, I must admit I was going to chat her up until she said her name” he says sheepishly.
I smile well at least he’s honest.
“Wouldn’t want to have to beat up my best friend now would I?” I smile but Tyler’s smile seems a little forced. He was serious?
“So what did your boss have to say?” I ask more to change the subject and to see if everything is ok.
He sits down next to me and pulls my chair a little closer. I have to stop myself from rolling my eyes. He doesn’t even trust me with his best friend?
“He promoted me to head of security” he smiles down at me.
“Oh that’s fantastic” I exclaim and throw my arms around his neck I kiss his cheek and pull away.
“That means more hours. I’ll have to do most nights” My shoulders slump a little but I’ve got to get use to him not being around I guess.
I sound a little like a disgruntled girlfriend that is pissed off that I don’t get to spend so much time with her boyfriend.
“That’s good, mate” Carter says and smiles. I think it’s still a little tense from earlier. Tyler nods. Carter gets up from the table and says he will catch up with us later.
“Your girl! That’s twice you’ve called me that now” I say when Carter has left. I turn to look at him.
“You are my girl” He gives me a half smile and kisses my forehead before he gets up and goes to stand by the door.
Is that all I’m getting from that? I am his girl? I get little butterflies in my stomach when I think of me being his girl but I squash them down quickly no need to get all excited. He has a fiancée, how could I forget?
“What are you going to do next, Tyler? Get me a T shirt saying ‘Tyler Connors property don’t touch!’ ” I ask, blowing out a frustrated breath.
“Not a bad idea actually, right across your tits yeah” I growl at him and he laughs.
“Well I get to make you one as well” I cross my arms over my chest.
“If that’s what you want, babe” he winks. I glare at him. Christ! The man is infuriating!
The night goes a lot like last time. Me getting up to dance but there was no man trying to dance with me this time.
By the end of the night I feel dead on my feet. I’ve drunk more than last time. I shake my head because I know that was a stupid Idea. And so was that.
“You ok, babe?” Tyler asks when I get back to the table after my third bathroom break. The only problem with alcohol for me, needing to pee all the time I’m worse than a pregnant woman.
“I sure am, how about you, ice?” I move my head to look at him.
“You’re pissed. How did I not notice before? I’ve only got about 20 minutes till the end of my shift. Don’t do anything stupid” He looks torn between wanting to take me home and having to stay here.
“Would I do a thing like that?” I give him a lazily smile.
“How many drinks have you had anyway?” he asks. I get out my hand and start counting.
“Well there was the first one” I hold up one finger. “Well you brought me another two after that” I hold up two more fingers. “You were busy so I got myself another one, so that’s four” Tyler shakes his head. “Oh then you brought me another one after I went to the toilet for the first time” I hold another finger up. “You were busy again so I got myself another drink. That’s six” I hold my other hand up. “Six drinks I’ve had! Wow. No wonder I’m peeing like a race horse” I show him my six fingers. He laughs.
“Peeing like a race horse” I smirk.
“I bet you find me really attractive now don’t you?” I wink at him, he laughs again.
“Oh yeah, babe but I’m always attracted to you” he smiles. I tilt my head to the side.
“I’m horny” I say randomly. Apparently my brain to mouth filter is fucked. I smile when I see Tyler throw me a glare.
“You glared at me. I’m just saying a fact” I pout. Seriously I need to get away from him before I make an embarrassment of myself. This is why I don’t drink. At the best of times when I’m sober I don’t keep my mouth shut. When I’m drunk it’s a little worse.
“Are you pouting at me?”
“Maybe I am, maybe I’m not” I look up at him and smirk. I’m probably going to make the worst mistake of my life but hey. I stand up and walk over to Tyler. He frowns I don’t even let him speak before I press my mouth to his. I put my hand on his hard chest. He opens his mouth to speak when I slip my tongue inside. It seems like he has given up fighting, he wraps an arm around me and kisses me back.
When I pull away I look up at Tyler and see lust swirling around in his dark eyes.
“What was that about?”
I lick my lips and flick my eyes back down to his mouth. If his mouth tastes this good I wonder if all the rest of him tastes as good.
“Cassie, don’t look at me like that. It’s the alcohol thinking for you”, he
rasps out.
“Like what?” I bite my lip and run my hand down his chest so my head rests at the top of his jeans.
“You know exactly what I’m talking about” He moves my hand away from him. I pout again.
“Fine, I’ll go and sit back at the table” I huff and turn around and walk back to the table and wait for Tyler.
When his shift ends, he leads me outside to his car.
“No falling asleep this time” Tyler says. I make a cross on my chest and wink. He just shakes his head and climbs in the driver’s side.
“Can we listen to music? I want to dance” I say when we pull away. He nods and hands me the iPod.
I find Ne-Yo – Closer and play it.
“It’s you!” I turn to Tyler he frowns. I start singing it with him. I think I do pretty well.
“You’re a pain in my arse when you’re drunk” He shakes his head.
“I bet you’d like to be a pain in mine” I waggle my eyebrow.
“Jesus Christ I thought your mouth was bad before” I grin at him and carry on singing quite loudly.
When we pull up to Tyler’s I climb out of the car, maybe stumble a little but I catch myself.
“You’re going to hurt yourself” Tyler comes round to help me. I put my hand on his chest.
“I’m fine, I’m fine. Just need a wall to lean against. You’ve come to my rescue” I smile up at him. He rolls his eyes.
He picks me up and throws me over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.
“I could have walked” I huff out.
“Sure you could, general” I narrow my eyes at the little pet name.
He walks in the front door, he doesn’t turn any lights on he turns and shuts and locks the door and walks in the bedroom and drops me down on the bed.
“You’re so musclular” I say sitting up and running my finger down his arm and on his chest.
He growls.
“Do you do that purposely? You get me horny when you do that” I look up at him. He cocks an eyebrow and looks down at me.
He shakes his head and turns around and takes his top off and chucks it at me. He walks over and takes a pair of shorts out of the drawer and walks out of the room and into the bathroom.
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