“Spread what?” Aubrey asked.
“Your legs. That’s what this drink is supposed to get you to do. It’s called A Leg Spreader,” I explained.
“Oh, I’m sure I will be spreading my legs tonight,” Lex joked as she tossed the drink back. “No help needed from a drink for that to happen.”
“Damn, I haven’t spread my legs in so long that I don’t know if I even remember how,” Aubrey complained before drinking hers.
I blushed, thinking that I could have said the same thing before my time with her brother last night. But there was no way in hell I was going to say that. Way too awkward.
“Bit of a dry spell?” Char asked as she came up behind me.
“She gets tons of offers,” Lex threw in.
“Yeah, it’s a self-imposed one,” Aubrey explained. “But that doesn’t mean that I don’t miss it.”
“I totally get that,” Char said. “With me here and Shane back home, my vibrator gets a major workout in the time between when we get to see each other.”
“Ohmigod, I so know what you mean!” Aubrey agreed.
“She’s not joking,” I said dryly. “I’ve thought about buying stock in LELO with how much Char raves about hers. I’m just surprised that Shane isn’t jealous of how attached she is to her vibrator.”
“Nah. He knows that, as much as I enjoy the hell out of it when he’s not here, it’s still only a substitute for the real thing. And besides, he likes to see how crazy he can make me with it sometimes, too.”
“Jesus, Char. TMI!” I shrieked, looking at Lex and Aubrey, who didn’t really know her well enough to understand that she didn’t have the same boundaries as other people. “Geesh, maybe you could share a little less with the new people?”
“No way,” Lex interjected. “She’s giving me ideas to use for later.”
“Yeah! She can be our sexpert,” Aubrey offered. “For, you know, when I decide to have sex again or something.”
We all busted up laughing as we glanced around to make sure nobody was paying much attention to us with all the sex talk. Luckily, Thursday nights weren’t too busy. Char and I still worked them because there were enough customers to make decent tips, but it usually died down earlier than Friday or Saturdays, so we pretty much had the place to ourselves right now except for a handful of tables, the waiter, and our boss, who was hiding out in back doing God knows what.
“You know, taking a break from the dating scene was a good idea, right?” Lex asked Aubrey.
“I do. It’s just nights like these when I’m feeling a little frisky that it gets hard to stick to my guns.”
“Well, you can always change your mind. Or drink enough to get past the frisky stage and make it to the falling-down-drunk one instead,” Char chimed in.
“I like the sound of the falling-down-drunk option,” Aubrey replied. “Let’s go that route. How about another round of drinks for my bestie and me?”
“I think I’ll pass this time,” Lex said. “Someone has to be ready to hold your hair back if you’re going that route. Plus, I don’t want to rule out the possibility of sex tonight by getting so drunk that I pass out.”
“Damn. I don’t want to drink alone,” Aubrey complained.
“I don’t think that will be a problem,” I said as I watched Jackson walk into the bar with Drake at his side. “For either of you, since your boyfriend just showed up, Lex. And I’m pretty sure we can convince your brother to have a lemon drop shot with you, Aubrey.”
I smiled at Jackson and poured two shots as they approached us, getting a third ready to go in case Drake was interested in having one also. Jackson had a worried look on his face as he watched me the entire time. I gave him a questioning look, trying to figure out what was bothering him. Maybe he hadn’t had fun on his guys’ night and that was why they were here instead of out doing something.
I had the drinks ready when they made it to the bar. “You guys have perfect timing. I’m working hard to get Aubrey trashed and Lex just bailed on the drinking portion of tonight’s entertainment. Which one of you will do a shot with her instead?”
Jackson glanced at Aubrey and shook his head when he realized she was already well on her way to drunk. He flashed a quick grin at Lex and then Char before turning his attention back to me. His grin turned into a full-out smile when I gestured at the shot glasses and nodded my head in his sister’s direction, trying to hint that he should have one with her.
“Sure. I think I can handle a shot with my sis. Not sure she can handle another one though,” he teased her.
“Hey, I’ve got a head start on you is all,” Aubrey answered. “You wouldn’t believe the crazy-ass drinks your girlfriend has been serving me all night. We started out pretty tame with some Sex on the Beach but she made us Leg Spreaders the last time around. You better watch out for her, Jackson. She’s a naughty one.”
“Naughty, huh,” he murmured under his breath, his gaze heating up. I’d bet just about anything that he was thinking about last night.
“Oh, stop eye-fucking her already and take the shot,” Char taunted him. “You guys are bound to melt my panties off if you keep that up, and I’m wearing my favorite pair!”
“Hurry up and take the shots,” I pleaded with them. “Before my roommate says something inappropriate. Oh, wait! Sorry. She already did.”
Char punched me lightly in the shoulder before walking away to start breaking down for the night. We’d already announced last call, and she wanted to get a jump on cleaning tonight so she wouldn’t feel guilty leaving it all for me while she raced home to have some sexy Skype time with Shane tonight. With Jackson here, she could even take my car instead of riding back with the girls.
“Hey, Jackson?” I asked to get his attention. “Do you think you could wait around and give me a ride back to campus?”
“Oh, he’ll give you a ride alright,” Aubrey slurred. It looked like that last shot had been enough to push her well past her limit.
I laughed at her joke, thinking that it would be great if she were right even though I was still a little sore from the last ride he gave me before pouring her a glass of ice water and pushing it across the bar to her.
“I think you’re going to need this.”
Jackson picked up the water and handed it to his sister with a stern look before glancing at Drake, who nodded his head. “Of course I can. Drake can go back with the girls and make sure Lex doesn’t have a problem getting my sister into bed safely. What about your car?”
“That’s where I come in,” Char announced, walking back up to us. “Kaylie’s trying to make sure I get plenty of time on Skype with Shane before she makes it back to the dorm. So please, take as long as you’d like to bring her back. Maybe even all night again.”
“Char!” I gasped as I felt a blush creep up my neck and face since she’d basically just announced to the group that Jackson and I had had sex last night.
“Crap! Sorry, Kaylie,” she apologized.
“Oh, please. Like everyone doesn’t know you guys are having sex with the way my brother looks at Kaylie,” Aubrey said.
“Okay, that’s enough out of everyone,” Jackson warned as he leveled the group with a glare. “End of subject.”
“How about I get you two back to your dorm, baby?” Drake asked as he looked down at Lex, who was standing in the crook of his arm, beaming up at him.
“Thanks. I can definitely use the help,” she replied before turning to look at me. “I’m really glad you asked Aubrey to come out. This was a ton of fun. It was nice getting to know you a little bit. I can see why Jackson’s finally dating since he met you.”
She really was very sweet, which kind of made me feel like a bitch for wanting to punch her in the face when I first saw her with Aubrey tonight. Luckily, I had been super nice to cover for being uncomfortable around her at the start of the night so she’d had no clue what was going on in my head at the time. Only Char had noticed because she knows me too well.
“Yeah, I
’m glad you both could make it. We’ll definitely have to do it again sometime. Maybe even on a night when Char and I aren’t working so we can all go out and have some fun.”
“Definitely,” Aubrey giggled as Drake and Lex bundled her up and out the door.
“Do you mind waiting while I finish breaking down the bar and cleaning up?” I asked Jackson.
“Not at all, sweetheart. I never mind waiting for you.”
He could be so damn sweet sometimes. “It should only be another thirty minutes or so. I’ll give Char my keys so she can head out and meet you out front when I’m done?”
“Sounds like a plan. I’ll pull the truck up and wait until you’re done.”
I watched his ass when he walked away and couldn’t help but wonder if I had left any marks when I dug my nails in it last night. I shook my head to clear my thoughts as the rest of the customers left the bar and the waiter started to wipe down the tables so he could bail as soon as possible. I needed to get my butt in gear so I could spend some time with Jackson before he dropped me off. I still wanted to know what the deal was with the concerned expression he’d had when he came in tonight.
****
I found Jackson in his truck parked out front just like he’d said I would. I climbed inside the passenger’s side door and leaned over to give him a quick kiss hello since I hadn’t been able to do it earlier when I was working.
“I missed you today,” I admitted as he pulled me across the cab and into his lap when I tried to pull away after my kiss.
“Fuck, I missed the shit out of you too, Kaylie. I couldn’t get you out of my head all day,” he replied before crashing his lips against mine. His kiss was quick, but he kept me wrapped in his arms when he was done so that he could peer into my eyes.
“I hope you didn’t have to try too hard or have a reason to want me out of your head.”
“No, I really didn’t,” he responded.
“Jackson, what’s wrong?” I asked, a little worried by how serious he seemed.
“I was worried about you.”
“You were?” I was surprised by his response. Sure, we hadn’t seen each other since this morning, but last night had been awesome and everything had seemed okay when he dropped me off at my dorm this morning.
“Yeah. I didn’t realize the girls were going to drop by the bar tonight.”
“I didn’t either, but I’d suggested it to your sister a while back because I thought she and Char would really hit it off,” I explained.
“It was nice of you to invite Aubrey out, but I wasn’t sure how you’d feel about Lex tagging along with her tonight.”
And there it was—time for a difficult conversation. I pulled away from him and moved across the cab of the truck to my seat.
“Yeah, that was a shocker to me, too. And I can’t say it was a nice one at first because it was pretty awkward for me. Could we maybe go somewhere to talk instead of doing this here in the parking lot?”
Jackson heaved a deep sigh and nodded his head. “Of course we can.”
We were both silent during the drive back to campus. Jackson headed straight to the frat house once we got there and parked on the street. He hopped out and came over to open my door for me. Now I was starting to freak out a little because he still had the same worried look on his face. I reached for his hand to squeeze it, needing a little reassurance as we entered the house and went straight up to his room.
I kicked off my shoes, took my coat off, and sat down cross-legged on the end of his bed. Jackson closed and locked the door before he joined me on the bed. He looked down at his hands as I waited for him to say something, anything. My heart dropped to my stomach, fearing that this was going to be really bad. The thought of going from the best night of my relationship with him to possibly the worst within twenty-four hours was a little terrifying.
Jackson finally looked up and started to talk. “I know you’ve heard stuff about my feelings for Lex. Hell, you were there when Sasha accused me of avoiding relationships because I was in love with her. Yet in all the time we’ve been dating, you haven’t asked me about it.”
Since he paused, I took the opportunity to explain. “At first I wondered a little. I’d heard the rumors on campus, and of course I heard everything Sasha had to say when you were fighting. And I was a bit concerned since it seemed pretty damning that you stopped sleeping around when Lex got serious with Drake. But I guess at first I wasn’t sure what exactly was going to happen with us so I didn’t say anything.”
“But it is something that’s been bothering you?”
“I wouldn’t say bother exactly. Yeah, it’s crossed my mind from time to time, but there’s nothing you’ve done since we’ve been together to make me think you’re pining over her or anything like that,” I answered.
“Fuck. The last thing I want to do is have to explain this to you because it’s so damn embarrassing, but you need to know that’s not what’s going on here.”
“Embarrassing?” I asked, not understanding but relieved to hear that this wasn’t going to be the horrible news I’d thought it might be on the way over.
He ran his fingers through his hair in a frustrated gesture. “Some shit went down in her life, and I felt responsible in a way. Things got all confused in my head, and I thought I loved her.”
I didn’t know what to think. His explanation wasn’t making things any clearer, and it sure wasn’t comforting to hear that he used to think he was in love with Lex.
“How can you be wrong about something like that?”
“If you’d asked me that question a couple months ago, I’d have told you there was no fucking way I was wrong about being in love with Lex. Then I watched her fall for Drake, and it stung a bit, but I just wanted her to be happy. During Christmas break, my dad pointed out that, as much as they love Lex, he didn’t think we’d end up together. At first I was pissed, but then he pointed out a few things that make more sense now that I met you. I’m not the world’s most patient guy, right?”
“I don’t know. You’ve been pretty patient with me, Jackson.”
He huffed out a little laugh at that. “Kaylie, I asked you out to dinner pretty much right away and wouldn’t take no for an answer. I didn’t wait long to kiss you or warn other guys off you. Maybe I was able to hold out a little while before we had sex, but it sure as shit wasn’t without making any moves on you, and I thought about it constantly.”
“I guess when you put it that way you weren’t super patient, but you certainly didn’t pressure me.”
He pulled my hands into his as he continued with his explanation. “But I took action. And with Lex, I never did. No dates. No kisses. No intimate texts or phone calls. No stepping in and trying to win her for myself when Drake came on the scene.”
“So you were just friends the whole time?”
“Yes, and because we were just friends, I felt like it was okay to fuck around. A lot,” he stressed.
“Saying a lot might be an understatement if the rumors are all true.”
He looked at me sheepishly before nodding his head. “Maybe that’s true, but here’s the thing that I never realized until after you and I started dating. If I really was in love with Lex, then I would have done something about it. Because there’s no way I’d just let some guy come in and take you away from me. And if I was that into her, I wouldn’t have messed around with other girls the way I did all that time. I wouldn’t have really noticed them because I’d have been too wrapped up in her to see random chicks that way. Like I am with you.”
“With me?”
“Yes, Kaylie. With you,” he repeated.
“So what are you saying exactly?” I asked.
“I’m saying that you knocked me on my ass, opened my eyes, and made me realize how wrong I had been. With you, I threw all the rules out the window and didn’t look back because there was just no damn way I wasn’t going to date you.”
“And how’s that working out for you so far?”
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�That depends. Are you pissed at me because of tonight?” he asked.
“No, Jackson. It was a little weird and uncomfortable, but I liked Lex. And I’m relieved to know that you’re not only spending time with me because she isn’t available,” I said, admitting the concern that had been really bugging me, because I would have been crushed to know that I was just a substitute.
“Hell no, Kaylie. It fucking tears me up inside at the idea that you might have been feeling like that all this time. I’m with you because there isn’t anyone else I want to spend time with more than you,” he reassured me.
“That’s a lucky coincidence since I feel the same way about you.”
“Yeah, lucky is a fucking understatement,” he said.
I crawled closer to him and straddled his lap, wrapping my legs around his waist. “I like being lucky.”
“You know what I like? I’m not sure if you noticed that Aubrey called you my girlfriend tonight,” he pointed out. “But I damn well did, and I liked the sound of it.”
“Does that mean I get to call you my boyfriend?”
“Fuck yeah. Say it again,” he growled, the mood in the room shifting.
“Jackson Silver is my boyfriend,” I said huskily before I leaned down to kiss him on the lips.
That’s all it took for him to take over. His kiss was so hungry, like he couldn’t get enough of me. I could feel his cock hard underneath me, and I started rocking back and forth slowly, craving friction. Jackson lifted me a little so that I was sitting up on my knees and he unzipped my jeans. He slipped his hand inside and rested his fingers on the outside of my panties, just holding them there. I could feel the heat pouring from his skin, making me so wet.
I wiggled a little to try to get him to move his hand, but he reached out with the other one to grip my hip and hold me in place. When I stilled, he started to slide my jeans down my legs and nudged me up so he could get them off. Once done, he moved me back onto my knees and slid his hands up the insides of my thighs toward my pussy. He pulled my panties aside and quickly thrust a finger inside me. I moaned as he slowly slid it back out and in over and over again. He added another finger, stretching me more. He fingered me with teasing thrusts, removing them and circling my pussy but never touching my clit before sliding them back inside.
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