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No one, I write him back but think better of it. It’s obvious she’s someone to me and Jake needs to be reassured.My brother’s ex, I add.
My body tenses as I wait for him to respond. I keep my posture relaxed, although I’m anything but.
Off limits?Jake must have a fucking death wish.
I can’t help the way my teeth grind as I text a response and then delete it before finally firing off a quick message.
For now. If Marcus comes tonight, tell him I’ll be back late.I’m smoldering with rage as I realize how stupid it was to risk missing the meet with Marcus all over a quick emotion I couldn’t suppress. Shock, anger … fear even. She’s only a girl. Inwardly, I can hear myself seething.
Alright, Jake messages me, making the phone vibrate in my hand. I almost ask him if Addison is still there. My fingertips itch to push for information.
But it’s not needed.
Even as Jake continues to text me about the drop-off, I watch the skirt sway around Addison’s hips. It’s the color of cream and loose on her, not giving me any hints of how her ass looks right now. But her legs are on full display.
I’ve always thought of Addison the same way, even after everything that went down. From the first day I met her until this very second. She’s a sad, but beautiful girl. You can see her pain in every bit of her features when she doesn’t know someone’s looking. Like I often did. From the way her full lips pout delicately, to the way her eyes seem to stare off in the distance, even when she’s looking right at you it’s as if she can see through you.
Those eyes have haunted me. The beautiful shades of green and brown are like the sunset over a forest. Like flecks of light peeking through and enhancing the darkness that’s soon to come.
She runs her hand over her soft porcelain skin and through the modest waves in her thick dark hair. Even those slight movements and the swing of her hips as she walks carry a sadness with them. It never leaves her. It defines her. But it suits her well.
More than sad, and more than beautiful, Addison is memorable.Unforgettable.
Her car beeps as she unlocks it, a shiny new black Honda from the looks of it, and the sound echoes in the alley. She’s parked in the third spot in the row of cars lined up under the streetlight. She looks to the left and right, cursing as she drops her keys in the gravel.
My dick stirs in my pants, straining against the fabric and I let out a low groan at the sight of her bent over. Her hair is swept to one side and the strap of her top is falling off her shoulder, giving me a view of that soft spot in the crook of her neck.
I adjust my dick and memorize the curves of her hips and waist until she opens up her car door and slips inside.
Every second my breaths come in heavier. The air around me feels as if it wants to suffocate me. Her tires kick up the gravel in the lot and I have to take a step back into the alley to avoid her headlights as she turns out onto the street.
I tell myself it’s only out of instinct that I take a picture of her license plate as she drives off.
Well I try to, but I’m a poor liar.
When she’s gone from view, I step back out onto the concrete sidewalk, staring down the desolate street and letting the brisk night air cool my hot skin.
Addison is back.
The only question on my mind is what I’m going to do with her.
CHAPTER3
Addison
I’ve hated Daniel for a lot of things. I’ve never really tallied them up before.
The silent drive back to this tiny apartment provided plenty of time to recount each and every moment that bastard has made me feel inadequate, embarrassed … undeserving.
I take in a deep, calming breath then toss the keys onto the small kitchenette table and head right for the wine.
This day was going so well.
The thought settles me as I open the fridge and quickly grab a half-full bottle of red blend. I use my teeth to pull out the cork and pour the wine into a bright yellow coffee mug with sunflowers engraved on it. It’s the closest thing to me and all my glasses are still packed in boxes.
It’ll do fine to hold the wine, I think as I take a small sip. And then a large one.
I don’t have a buzz yet, but in fifteen minutes I’m sure I will.
