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Coming from Kallie, that is a huge compliment, and I can’t help but beam with pride. “That means a lot to me. Thank you,” I say, pulling a t-shirt over my head.
After I get dry clothes on and Kallie is all packed up, we head back to the car. I drove up with her and I’m glad I did because I definitely don’t feel like driving home. We’ve been here for hours and I’m just ready to relax.
The drive home is mostly listening to the radio and I’m fine with that. I’m taking in the scenery as we drive, and it makes me realize just how damn lucky I am. Never would I have thought this would be my life. Living i
n this beautiful state, in a house, with real friends, a brother, living my dream, and a man that loves me as much as I love him.
“So, in two weeks, if you are available, I need a model for a shoot with Max,” Kallie says as we get close to my house.
“Definitely. You just tell me when and where and I’ll be there,” I say.
I start to think about Max and Brinley and begin wondering what is going on with them. I haven’t seen either of them since that night at Braden’s. Even though I know it’s none of my business, I ask anyway.
“What’s going on with Max and Brinley? Are they a couple or something?”
She looks at me and gives me a tight smile. “Or something. Listen, this industry is full of drama and models wanting to sleep with each other. My advice and I suggest you take it, don’t get involved. I don’t ask what’s going on with them, because I don’t like it. Sleeping with other models or photographers is what happens, and then great people get hurt and dreams are crushed.”
“Kallie, just so you know, nothing like that will happen with me. I love your brother and I have no interest or desire to be with someone else, ever. Please know that,” I say, feeling the need to defend myself.
I’m not sure if she was talking about me or not, but I felt myself getting defensive. She pulls into my driveway and turns her head to me.
“Well, that’s good to hear,” she says, smiling. “I wasn’t talking about you, just so you know. However, considering I’ve never seen my brother this happy, it’s good to know.”
“I know you are overprotective of Braden, hell I would be too, but I’m not Sarah,” I say, smiling at her before opening my door. I get out and stick my head back inside. “I’ve never loved someone like I love him. I wish everyone could see that I’m not out to hurt him or anyone else.” I don’t even let her reply, I just close the door.
Once I shower, I sit on the couch and think about what I said to Kallie. I feel like such a bitch for the way I spoke to her. It’s just not the first time something like that has been hinted at. His mom said something the other night at dinner. She told me how fragile his heart is and she hopes I handle it with care. Jax and Brody mentioned something along the lines of getting your heart broken is hard to get past and once you do, you just hope it doesn’t scatter to pieces this time.
I understand he’s been hurt, but damn so have I. It’s not like I am proud of anything my life was before now and I’ve had my heart crushed several times. I realize they don’t know this, but I wish they would all just realize that I love him and I’m not going anywhere. As far as his girls, they are amazing, and I know I will grow to love them. It would be nice if they all just believed me.
I sigh and look up at the ceiling. I’m defensive for good reason. I’m not the girl who showed up a few months ago and I feel guilty for showing up expecting things I felt were owed to me. I try not to think about it, but it’s a nagging thought. I got everything I wanted and it’s because I lied about why I was here.
When I got here, I didn’t care about having a relationship with Blake that didn’t involve his modeling connections and it makes me sick to my stomach now. I’d give up the modeling in a heartbeat to have the relationships I have now. Especially with Blake and Braden.
I pick up my phone to text Kallie and apologize when it rings. Braden’s number pops up and I smile answering. “Hello?”
“Hey, beautiful. What do you say to me picking up Chinese for dinner and having you for dessert?” he asks, making me want to skip dinner altogether.
“I say, I hope you’re on your way,” I say, getting up to go fix myself before he gets here.
“Just pulled into the Chinese restaurant. I’ll be there in about twenty minutes,” he says, and we hang up.
Deciding to surprise him with the new lingerie I got, I pull open my drawer. I carefully open the pink tissue paper and pull out my black and pink beauty. It clings perfectly to my body, just barely covering my ass. I pull it on and slide on the matching thong. I then get my black thigh highs and clip them onto the garter. Going into the closet I grab my black heels and step into them. I check myself out in the mirror and love how it looks. I feel so incredibly sexy. I quickly do my hair and makeup and before Braden gets here, I lay on the couch.
I hear him knock once, before opening the door. “McKinley?”
He puts the food in the kitchen before walking into the living room. The second his eyes lock on me, he stops dead in his tracks. It takes him a minute to say anything, because his eyes are running up and down my body, igniting a fire only he will be able to put out.
“Holy shit. You look stunning,” he says, stepping out of his shoes. “Picture, perfect baby,” he continues, pulling his shirt over his head. My body begins to hum with need, wondering how this will play out. “Sexiest thing I’ve ever set eyes on,” he says, stepping out of his jeans.
He walks toward me in nothing, but his gray boxer briefs and I can see how turned on he is. He stands above me and his tongue pokes out to wet his lips. “On your back,” he demands, making my nipples pebble.
Braden is always so sweet and gentle, but there are times in the bedroom where he takes total control, and it is fucking hot. I roll onto my back and look up at him. The fire in his eyes mimics how my body is feeling, and he hasn’t even laid a finger on me yet. The way my body reacts to him, yearns for him, and submits to him, it is like I have no control of it. But damn I love it. He is still racking his eyes over my body and I can feel myself getting wet.
“Please, Braden,” I beg.
“Give me a minute baby. I need to remember this,” he says, eyes never leaving my body.
After a few more minutes he finally snaps out of the trance he seems to be in and goes to the end of the couch. He slowly kisses up my legs switching back and forth. The closer he gets to my throbbing pussy, the tighter I fist the couch cushion. His body pushes my legs apart the higher he gets, and my right leg falls off the couch. When his mouth connects with my pussy through my thong, I nearly buck off the couch. “Fuck, I can smell how turned on you are. Do you have any idea how hot that is?” he groans, sliding the thong down my legs, not really expecting me to answer.
