reached for my belt. I took a look down at her and my thoughts went directly to someone I knew could do it so much better. This would be interesting.
My cell phone buzzed in my pocket startling her. I pulled out my cell to look at it. I had a text from Sarah Michelle. It was Serena. I changed the name from Serena Jones to one more suitable for the text messages that appeared randomly on my cell. I didn’t really have a choice. Dee was almost always in close proximity to me.
[I can’t sleep. You’re probably asleep. I was thinking of you. I hope this doesn’t wake you. XOXO] I smiled while reading the text.
“Is that your girlfriend?” Shelley looked up at me from ground level with a hint of snark in her tone.
“It’s complicated.”
“Tell her goodnight so we can have some fun.”
“Actually I’m really tired.” I grabbed her hand.
“Too tired to get a blow job?”
“I don’t think I can get it up. I drank too much.” I removed her hand from my belt buckle.
“That’s a first.”
“I’m not as young as I used to be,” I smirked. She knew that was a lie but so what.
“I can take a hint.” She rose to her feet without my assistance.
“No, it’s not like that. Martin Vega’s a good guy. Maybe you should try to be faithful.”
“Oral doesn’t count.”
I walked to the door and opened it. I looked back at her hoping she would leave with grace and dignity. She trotted toward me with scorn in her eyes. She rolled her eyes at me as she sauntered past me and into the hotel hallway. I remained partially in the room and partially in the hall.
“It was good to see you Shelley.”
She shook her head. “It was good to see you too. Nice guys always finish last Noah.”
Conniving cunts end up old, bitter and lonely.
She leaned up to give me a kiss on the cheek. I watched her trot down the hall on her way to the elevators. I thought I loved her and I was a fool. I’m different now. Before Serena I would have fallen back into bed with her for a night. Shelley doesn’t deserve me or my Popsicle.
CHAPTER 10
I stepped back into my hotel room and closed the door. I wanted to return Serena’s text. I needed to. I was compelled to. I had played games with women before. I made them wait for a response from me. I made them angry just to test their resolve. I was more mature now. I wasn’t trying to play those games with her. She was different. She was a friend.
I reread her message and texted her back.
[I’m not sleep. I miss you. FaceTime me.]
The phone rang in seconds. I answered my cell to the sight of her clean, makeup-free face.
“Hi beautiful.” I kicked off my Ferragamo’s and got into bed fully dressed.
“Hey.” Her lips grew big on the screen. She kissed the phone. “Muah!”
“You guys won the game. I saw the highlights on SportsCenter.”
“By three points.”
“You look fancy. Are you dressed up?”
“Yes, I’m looking rather dapper tonight. The team went out after the game to Club Vive La on the strip.”
“Did you have fun?”
“I had fun but not too much. I have a blast when I’m with you.”
“A blast.” She laughed at my choice of words.
“I need to take my clothes off. I’m going to sit the phone down.”
“Okay.”
I propped the phone up by the alarm clock on the nightstand. I could look at it and still see her. I unbuttoned my shirt and slipped it off.
“Let me see your sexy body.” She asked and I was more than happy to accommodate her demands.
I bent so she could see my abs and chest. “I wish you were here.”
“Oh Noah, you’re going to get tired of me and send me packing.”
“I would never do that.”
“Yeah right Hart-Breaker.” She giggled.
“Okay fine, use Hart puns on me.” I unbuttoned my pants. “No-Hart, Hart-Less. What about Hart-Smart? I’m smart enough to know when I found someone good and you’re good for me.”
“You think so?” She smiled.
“My shooting percentage is up.”
“That’s
My cell phone buzzed in my pocket startling her. I pulled out my cell to look at it. I had a text from Sarah Michelle. It was Serena. I changed the name from Serena Jones to one more suitable for the text messages that appeared randomly on my cell. I didn’t really have a choice. Dee was almost always in close proximity to me.
[I can’t sleep. You’re probably asleep. I was thinking of you. I hope this doesn’t wake you. XOXO] I smiled while reading the text.
“Is that your girlfriend?” Shelley looked up at me from ground level with a hint of snark in her tone.
“It’s complicated.”
“Tell her goodnight so we can have some fun.”
“Actually I’m really tired.” I grabbed her hand.
“Too tired to get a blow job?”
“I don’t think I can get it up. I drank too much.” I removed her hand from my belt buckle.
“That’s a first.”
“I’m not as young as I used to be,” I smirked. She knew that was a lie but so what.
“I can take a hint.” She rose to her feet without my assistance.
“No, it’s not like that. Martin Vega’s a good guy. Maybe you should try to be faithful.”
“Oral doesn’t count.”
I walked to the door and opened it. I looked back at her hoping she would leave with grace and dignity. She trotted toward me with scorn in her eyes. She rolled her eyes at me as she sauntered past me and into the hotel hallway. I remained partially in the room and partially in the hall.
“It was good to see you Shelley.”
She shook her head. “It was good to see you too. Nice guys always finish last Noah.”
Conniving cunts end up old, bitter and lonely.
She leaned up to give me a kiss on the cheek. I watched her trot down the hall on her way to the elevators. I thought I loved her and I was a fool. I’m different now. Before Serena I would have fallen back into bed with her for a night. Shelley doesn’t deserve me or my Popsicle.
CHAPTER 10
I stepped back into my hotel room and closed the door. I wanted to return Serena’s text. I needed to. I was compelled to. I had played games with women before. I made them wait for a response from me. I made them angry just to test their resolve. I was more mature now. I wasn’t trying to play those games with her. She was different. She was a friend.
I reread her message and texted her back.
[I’m not sleep. I miss you. FaceTime me.]
The phone rang in seconds. I answered my cell to the sight of her clean, makeup-free face.
“Hi beautiful.” I kicked off my Ferragamo’s and got into bed fully dressed.
“Hey.” Her lips grew big on the screen. She kissed the phone. “Muah!”
“You guys won the game. I saw the highlights on SportsCenter.”
“By three points.”
“You look fancy. Are you dressed up?”
“Yes, I’m looking rather dapper tonight. The team went out after the game to Club Vive La on the strip.”
“Did you have fun?”
“I had fun but not too much. I have a blast when I’m with you.”
“A blast.” She laughed at my choice of words.
“I need to take my clothes off. I’m going to sit the phone down.”
“Okay.”
I propped the phone up by the alarm clock on the nightstand. I could look at it and still see her. I unbuttoned my shirt and slipped it off.
“Let me see your sexy body.” She asked and I was more than happy to accommodate her demands.
I bent so she could see my abs and chest. “I wish you were here.”
“Oh Noah, you’re going to get tired of me and send me packing.”
“I would never do that.”
“Yeah right Hart-Breaker.” She giggled.
“Okay fine, use Hart puns on me.” I unbuttoned my pants. “No-Hart, Hart-Less. What about Hart-Smart? I’m smart enough to know when I found someone good and you’re good for me.”
“You think so?” She smiled.
“My shooting percentage is up.”
“That’s
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