Page 54 of His Good Girl

“What do you want, Lexie? I’m going to be late.” Her tone is curt and she won't meet my gaze.

“Look, I know things are still weird, and I know you’re still mad at me, but thank you for coming. It meant a lot to us.” Something flares in her eyes but she stays silent. Reaching out, I put my hand on hers that is still holding the top of her car door. “I miss you, Marce. You’re my best friend. You mean everything to me. Please.”

She looks to the house before extracting her hand from mine. “I’m over it.” Flipping her hair, she turns away.

“No, you clearly are not, Marcee. I know you better than anyone and you are not okay with it.”

“With you.”

“What?”

“I’m not okay with you, Lexie. All that big talk about changing and starting over at college.” She looks me up and down, scrunching her nose like she smells something nasty. “But you are still Sexy Lexie, a cheap piece of ass that my dad will grow tired of in no time.”

I flinch at her vitriol tone, blinking back tears. “Marcee, please.” My voice cracks.

“Fuck that, Lexie, you don’t get to cry and play the victim. Just because your dad doesn’t want you, doesn’t mean you had to go after mine. And when he gets past this little mid-life crisis, guess what, Lexie? I won’t be there to pick up the pieces of your wrecked life.”

She gets in the car and I don’t try to stop her. Standing in the driveway, I watch her drive off feeling completely devastated. The front door opens and closes. I swipe away the tears and straighten my back. No way in hell am I telling Finn any of this. Turning, I meet him with a bright smile. “Marcee may have forgotten the whipped cream, but I didn’t. Did you save any room for more dessert?”

Finn hauls me off my feet, throwing me over his shoulder and slapping my ass hard enough to have me yelping as he takes me inside. Marcee may be right, but I’ll be damned if I let her words hurt him. I was the one that said to wait on telling her; I can carry the burden of her anger, and as much as I hate to admit it, I’m scared he might rethink our relationship if he heard what she said.

49

FINN

I hate that Marcee found out about Lex and me the way she did, but one good thing came from it. We no longer have to hide or be careful where we go. Checking myself in the mirror, I smile and straighten the sports coat I’m wearing. I’m meeting a few of my friends for dinner tonight and bringing Alexis with me. Just the thought of introducing her as my girl to them has me thrumming with excitement. Ricky and James were there when I met Vivian and they were there when it all went to hell. Now I want to share my newfound happiness with them. Rolling my eyes at myself, I really am starting to sound like a teenage girl. All that's left is for me to start doodling her name in my notebook.

My breath catches in my chest as Alexis steps out of the bathroom. I just stare at her reflection in the mirror. She's wearing a black long-sleeved cocktail dress. It hits mid-thigh, and the neckline skims her collarbone. Her blonde hair is pulled up into a twisting bun of some sort. She already told me what it’s called but I can’t recall it now. Her makeup is sultry, eyes dark and smoky, and her lips are her signature bright red. My cock presses against my pants as I imagine those lips around my cock. I nod to myself, yep, that is definitely on the menu tonight.

She pauses when our eyes meet. She slowly spins, showing me the plunging back of the dress and the wide expanse of skin just begging to be touched.

“What do ya think, Daddy?” She looks nervous, and more than anything, I want to destroy all that insecurity, completely banish it from her thoughts. I wish she could see herself the way I see her.

“You’re stunning, baby.” My words come out rough and soft. Turning from the mirror, I close the distance between us, grabbing her hand and bringing it to my lips for a kiss. “I still can’t believe you’re mine.”

Lex blinks rapidly as her eyes fill with moisture and she fans them with her hands. “Well, enough of that! If we don’t leave soon, we’ll be late.”

Squeezing her hand, I lead her out of my room and down to my car. Everything about being with her feels like a gift. She’s been distracted since Thanksgiving, but tonight she seems more like herself. I hope that means things are settling down with Marcee, cause damn, suddenly I have so many plans for the future, and all of them have this goddess at my side.

I'll admit I'm more than a little proud of the looks my friends give me when I walk in with Alexis on my arm. We order drinks and are seated right away. Scooching her chair closer to mine, I run my fingers over the exposed skin of her back. She shivers with her eyes on mine, a promise of what’s to come when we’re alone.

“Get a room!” That is Ricky, the life of the party, but also a genuinely nice guy.

Cheeks tinged pink, Alexis shifts her attention to my friends. “So, you both went to college with Finn. Any good stories about him?” They share a look and I know I’m fucked.

“Did Finn ever tell you about the night he almost got arrested for stripping down to his boxers before climbing on top of a cop car?”

“What? Oh, I need details, now.” Alexis gives me a wink before focusing fully on my asshole friends that are about to embarrass the shit out of me.

“Hey, hey, hey! Before you listen to either one of these guys, you should know I did it to help his dumbass little brother from getting arrested!” I point my finger at James.

“Oh yes, Saint Finn,” James quips, shooting me the bird. “It was our third year of college, and we were all newly legal to drink, cause at least we”—he motions between himself and Ricky—“would never imagine drinking underage, unlike someone I know.” He pats his chest, looking at me like a disappointed parent. I take a page from James’s book and give him the finger, while Alexis laughs. “Anyways, as I was saying, my little brother came for a campus visit. The thing you need to know about my brother is that he is a nerd. Like carrying a briefcase to high school, virgin for life, nerd. Oh, and to top it off, my parents named him Chester! So, when he came up and asked to go to a party and meet chicks, I was more than happy to oblige. We took him to a kegger on Frat Row and made sure he pre drank enough to not totally embarrass us. Well, around two in the morning, the cops swarm the place, handing out underage drinking tickets. Unfortunately, at seventeen, my brother wasn’t going to just get a ticket, they were going to haul him in. He was panicking and about to cry in front of everyone, so Finn had the brilliant idea to create a diversion.”

James slaps Ricky on the arm. “What was it he said? Oh yeah, ‘I got this, hold my pants,’ then proceeded to strip down to his underwear. I legit thought he was going to go streaking or something. But that wasn’t big enough for him. He runs full speed at the cop car, running onto the roof and standing so he straddles the light bar, pounding on his chest like King Kong!” More laughter rings out. Alexis is holding her stomach at this point. “The cops were dumbfounded but all rushed him at once. He screamed from the car for Chester to run.”

“Which he did!” I quip, pointing a finger at each person at the table.

“Finn jumps over one cop’s shoulder and screams, ‘Freedom!’ like fucking Braveheart. Dropped his boxers and proceeded to run down the street butt ass naked.”