Chapter
1: Jack
I felt an unprecedented level of anger as the sexual frustration
that had been building up inside me all night turned to adrenaline.
I hurried down the pier as fast as I could without running. It
was bad enough that I was leaving Audrey like that. I didn’t want her to have
the mental image of me literally running away from her.
As soon as I was a good distance away, I looked back over my
shoulder and felt an ache in my gut. Audrey was making her way up the dock, her
dress and hair flowing in the breeze.
I couldn’t believe this was happening. The last thing I wanted
was to leave her alone, pleasantly tipsy and up for it.
She was up for it, right? I know she said she was tired and that
she was thinking of heading back soon anyway, but surely she was only being
polite to highlight how fucking out of control rude I was being. Right? I
couldn’t have misread the signals that much.
No. She definitely wanted it. She’d basically suggested we hook
up outright on more than one occasion despite the fact that I was doing my best
to be subtle.
And that kiss.
She probably would’ve let me have her right there, my hand up
her skirt with the ocean breeze as my elbows gathered splinters from rocking
over her on the wooden dock.
And I fucking would’ve done it, too, especially if I’d known our
evening was going to be unforgivably cut short like this. So much for my good
karma! So much for everything going according to plan!
Fuck.
This bullshit was becoming too much to deal with. I couldn’t
even live my own goddamn life anymore without having to drop everything to put
out his fires. These rescue missions were becoming a regular occurrence, and I
was starting to feel like the most taken for granted babysitter on Earth.
Except babysitters fucking like their job while I was beginning
to loathe the ball at the end of my chain.
I grabbed my bike from under the palm tree where I left it and
swung my leg over the seat, revving the engine before pulling out into the
street. Fortunately, there was no traffic to speak of- except for the
occasional moped chugging along at the side of the road- so it only took me a
few minutes to make my way across town.
When I got to the club, I drove my bike straight up to the door
and jumped off, slowing down just long enough to grab the keys. Thai beaches
were one thing. Thai clubs were another. If I wanted to drive my bike away from
here, I couldn’t risk leaving the keys in my bike.
I walked in with my fists clenched.
The bouncer stopped me with his fingers. “You looking for
someone?”
“Yeah, Sammy Sparkles. She works here.”
The guy nodded and removed his hand from my shoulder.
I made my way past him into the dark club and looked around. It
was warm and muggy and smelled intimate in a way that a public place shouldn’t.
Finally, I saw Sammy waving at me as she emerged from the
darkness.
“Thanks for calling me,” I shouted loud enough for her to hear.
She shrugged. “Jimmy was going to call the cops. I didn’t know
what else to do.”
“Where is he?”
“Upstairs,” she said, pointing a pink talon in that direction.
“Can you show me?”
She nodded and took my hand, walking me past a bunch of sun
soaked tourists waiting for their turn to pay through the nose to have Thai
tits shoved in their faces.
When we reached the stairs, Sammy let go of my hand and led the
way to the first floor. The hallway was dark and warm. Why on Earth anyone
would choose to spend time in a place like this was beyond me.
Actually, I knew why the Thai girls did it. Half of them were
being pimped and some of them didn’t know any better. Still, the sight of the
guys downstairs with their greasy hair and their open mouthed breathing made me
feel absolutely sick.
We walked to the end of the hallway where a large man was
standing with his arms crossed. Sammy said something in Thai and the guy turned
around to unlock the door behind him.
I wanted to scream, to run,
1: Jack
I felt an unprecedented level of anger as the sexual frustration
that had been building up inside me all night turned to adrenaline.
I hurried down the pier as fast as I could without running. It
was bad enough that I was leaving Audrey like that. I didn’t want her to have
the mental image of me literally running away from her.
As soon as I was a good distance away, I looked back over my
shoulder and felt an ache in my gut. Audrey was making her way up the dock, her
dress and hair flowing in the breeze.
I couldn’t believe this was happening. The last thing I wanted
was to leave her alone, pleasantly tipsy and up for it.
She was up for it, right? I know she said she was tired and that
she was thinking of heading back soon anyway, but surely she was only being
polite to highlight how fucking out of control rude I was being. Right? I
couldn’t have misread the signals that much.
No. She definitely wanted it. She’d basically suggested we hook
up outright on more than one occasion despite the fact that I was doing my best
to be subtle.
And that kiss.
She probably would’ve let me have her right there, my hand up
her skirt with the ocean breeze as my elbows gathered splinters from rocking
over her on the wooden dock.
And I fucking would’ve done it, too, especially if I’d known our
evening was going to be unforgivably cut short like this. So much for my good
karma! So much for everything going according to plan!
Fuck.
This bullshit was becoming too much to deal with. I couldn’t
even live my own goddamn life anymore without having to drop everything to put
out his fires. These rescue missions were becoming a regular occurrence, and I
was starting to feel like the most taken for granted babysitter on Earth.
Except babysitters fucking like their job while I was beginning
to loathe the ball at the end of my chain.
I grabbed my bike from under the palm tree where I left it and
swung my leg over the seat, revving the engine before pulling out into the
street. Fortunately, there was no traffic to speak of- except for the
occasional moped chugging along at the side of the road- so it only took me a
few minutes to make my way across town.
When I got to the club, I drove my bike straight up to the door
and jumped off, slowing down just long enough to grab the keys. Thai beaches
were one thing. Thai clubs were another. If I wanted to drive my bike away from
here, I couldn’t risk leaving the keys in my bike.
I walked in with my fists clenched.
The bouncer stopped me with his fingers. “You looking for
someone?”
“Yeah, Sammy Sparkles. She works here.”
The guy nodded and removed his hand from my shoulder.
I made my way past him into the dark club and looked around. It
was warm and muggy and smelled intimate in a way that a public place shouldn’t.
Finally, I saw Sammy waving at me as she emerged from the
darkness.
“Thanks for calling me,” I shouted loud enough for her to hear.
She shrugged. “Jimmy was going to call the cops. I didn’t know
what else to do.”
“Where is he?”
“Upstairs,” she said, pointing a pink talon in that direction.
“Can you show me?”
She nodded and took my hand, walking me past a bunch of sun
soaked tourists waiting for their turn to pay through the nose to have Thai
tits shoved in their faces.
When we reached the stairs, Sammy let go of my hand and led the
way to the first floor. The hallway was dark and warm. Why on Earth anyone
would choose to spend time in a place like this was beyond me.
Actually, I knew why the Thai girls did it. Half of them were
being pimped and some of them didn’t know any better. Still, the sight of the
guys downstairs with their greasy hair and their open mouthed breathing made me
feel absolutely sick.
We walked to the end of the hallway where a large man was
standing with his arms crossed. Sammy said something in Thai and the guy turned
around to unlock the door behind him.
I wanted to scream, to run,
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