what Jax did, and I can tell that a little bit of her wants to blame me. I should have told her that Jax was here and that he was with Bridgette. I shouldn’t have been a prick, but it’s too late to think that now.
I want to ask her to give me a chance to make her forget about Jax. And I know just the place I could do that; in my bedroom. I would take my time with her body, cherish her, not treat her like shit the way Jax did. I want to run my hands through her soft hair, push her up against a wall and ravish her. She’s so feisty which totally turns me on. I can’t help but wonder if she’s that way in the sac.
“Slade! If that’s the only reason you called, I’ll be getting off here.”
I take in a deep breath. “Yes,” I say as I give my head a little shake.
I have to quit thinking about fucking her. It’s causing me to get off topic, and has made me hard in the process.
“Look, it’s early. I feel like shit and I have to work today. I’m trying to take a bath right now…”
She stops speaking.
I don’t think she meant to mention that to me. Thoughts fill my head of her wet and naked, her hands running up and down her body as she soaps up. I can picture her head thrown back as she runs her hands over her breasts, and her lips parting while she takes in a breath of pleasure.
I frown as she interrupts my thoughts, again . “Let’s push all the past to the side and just call it good. Friends?”
Friends? Hell, no!
I need to be more than just her friend. I need to be deep inside of her, fucking her until all of her words are breathless and her body is shaking. But for once, I am willing to work for that, if that’s what it takes to have her.
“Friends. What time do you work today?”
“I have to be there to open at noon.”
“Well, do you mind if I come up there?” Did I just ask her that? And why does it matter? I’ll go, even if she tells me no.
She is silent for a few seconds. “It’s a bar, Slade. Anyone can come in.” She sounds annoyed.
“Okay. Well, maybe my friend and I will come up there.” Josh is always up to hit the bar.
“You’re friend Megan?” she asks sarcastically.
Megan? Oh right. The blonde from last night. Is she jealous? I think she’s jealous.
“No, actually. I was going to bring my friend Josh.”
“Oh, okay. I have to get off here and get ready. I’ll see you later.”
She hangs up, but I’m still smiling. I won’t tell her that Megan didn’t come over last night because I couldn’t do it. Angel is the only woman I want, and I am going to have her.
Eventually.
I pick up the phone to call Josh while walking towards my bathroom. I need a very cold shower.
*****
Josh and I pull up to Larry’s around noon. I’m pretty sure Josh is still drunk, so I’m hoping he doesn’t make me look like an ass, but I usually do that well enough on my own.
“Dude, why are we here at the bar? I feel like we just left,” Josh says as he gets out of my car.
I shrug my shoulders because I really don’t have an answer. I know Angel would have kissed me last night, but I don’t know if she will now that she is sober. I guess this is a trial session.
“Just going to have a few beers,” I answer, opening the front door.
“I think I should drink water.” He looks rough. His eyes puffy from lack of sleep, and he’s still in the same clothes from last night. His fiancé dumped him about six months ago, and he is still trying to drink her memory away.
“Hey guys,” Holly greets us as we each sit on a bar stool up at the bar. “What are you up to today?”
“Nothing,” Josh answers as he puts his head down on the bar.
I laugh. “Josh, why did you come if you’re still drunk? You could have stayed home and slept all day.”
He lifts his head and leans over to whisper so that Holly can’t hear his response. “Because you’re going to need all the help you can get with Sam.” I stop laughing and raise my eyebrows. I wasn’t expecting
I want to ask her to give me a chance to make her forget about Jax. And I know just the place I could do that; in my bedroom. I would take my time with her body, cherish her, not treat her like shit the way Jax did. I want to run my hands through her soft hair, push her up against a wall and ravish her. She’s so feisty which totally turns me on. I can’t help but wonder if she’s that way in the sac.
“Slade! If that’s the only reason you called, I’ll be getting off here.”
I take in a deep breath. “Yes,” I say as I give my head a little shake.
I have to quit thinking about fucking her. It’s causing me to get off topic, and has made me hard in the process.
“Look, it’s early. I feel like shit and I have to work today. I’m trying to take a bath right now…”
She stops speaking.
I don’t think she meant to mention that to me. Thoughts fill my head of her wet and naked, her hands running up and down her body as she soaps up. I can picture her head thrown back as she runs her hands over her breasts, and her lips parting while she takes in a breath of pleasure.
I frown as she interrupts my thoughts, again . “Let’s push all the past to the side and just call it good. Friends?”
Friends? Hell, no!
I need to be more than just her friend. I need to be deep inside of her, fucking her until all of her words are breathless and her body is shaking. But for once, I am willing to work for that, if that’s what it takes to have her.
“Friends. What time do you work today?”
“I have to be there to open at noon.”
“Well, do you mind if I come up there?” Did I just ask her that? And why does it matter? I’ll go, even if she tells me no.
She is silent for a few seconds. “It’s a bar, Slade. Anyone can come in.” She sounds annoyed.
“Okay. Well, maybe my friend and I will come up there.” Josh is always up to hit the bar.
“You’re friend Megan?” she asks sarcastically.
Megan? Oh right. The blonde from last night. Is she jealous? I think she’s jealous.
“No, actually. I was going to bring my friend Josh.”
“Oh, okay. I have to get off here and get ready. I’ll see you later.”
She hangs up, but I’m still smiling. I won’t tell her that Megan didn’t come over last night because I couldn’t do it. Angel is the only woman I want, and I am going to have her.
Eventually.
I pick up the phone to call Josh while walking towards my bathroom. I need a very cold shower.
*****
Josh and I pull up to Larry’s around noon. I’m pretty sure Josh is still drunk, so I’m hoping he doesn’t make me look like an ass, but I usually do that well enough on my own.
“Dude, why are we here at the bar? I feel like we just left,” Josh says as he gets out of my car.
I shrug my shoulders because I really don’t have an answer. I know Angel would have kissed me last night, but I don’t know if she will now that she is sober. I guess this is a trial session.
“Just going to have a few beers,” I answer, opening the front door.
“I think I should drink water.” He looks rough. His eyes puffy from lack of sleep, and he’s still in the same clothes from last night. His fiancé dumped him about six months ago, and he is still trying to drink her memory away.
“Hey guys,” Holly greets us as we each sit on a bar stool up at the bar. “What are you up to today?”
“Nothing,” Josh answers as he puts his head down on the bar.
I laugh. “Josh, why did you come if you’re still drunk? You could have stayed home and slept all day.”
He lifts his head and leans over to whisper so that Holly can’t hear his response. “Because you’re going to need all the help you can get with Sam.” I stop laughing and raise my eyebrows. I wasn’t expecting
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