AllFreeNovel
Share Us
Dropping my head to his shoulder, he whispers dirty taunts into my ear between nibbles to my ear and throat. The strokes of his fingers moves even faster inside me, teasing my ecstasy that’s moments from exploding. The emotional state I’ve been in mixed with the fact that we have no business fooling around here, urges my organism closer in record time.
“Oh my goodness.” A voice gasps from somewhere in the room.
Cole stills as my eyes snap open. Turning my head, I look in the direction of the voice.
Please let it only be one of my girls. My thoughts plead in my head.
To my horror, I find Mina and another woman I don’t recognize standing in the doorway. I pull my leg away from Cole, forcing his hand away from me. The arm he has wrapped around me tightens for a quick second before he lets go of me. I take an unsteady step away from him, frantically smoothing down my dress then adjusting the neckline, making sure my bra isn’t showing.
“Cole?” Mina says, her tone surprising me. She almost sounds unsuspecting.
Cole clears his voice as he discreetly adjusts himself, partially hidden behind me.
“Mina. I’m…” Is all he gets out as my worst nightmare conjures just behind the open doorway.
“Mina, darling, I told you this parlor was spectacular,” my grandma says, coming up short as she takes in the scene before her.
“What is it, Ruthie?” Dorthy asks, and I close my eyes as the four women gawk at us.
My hand shakily reaches up and tucks a strand of hair behind my ear. Thankful that Cole addresses them as I haven’t found my voice yet.
“I’m sorry you had to walk in on that,” he says to Mina, who still doesn’t look very angry.
“What did you walk in on?” Dorthy asks. “Cole, what were you doing?” Her eyes dart between us. I avoid the pair of eyes I know are set hard on me.
“I can explain everything. But first, I need to say that I’m truly very sorry, Mina,” Cole says, ignoring everyone else in the room.
Mina blinks, then nods slowly. “Maybe we can talk later,” she nearly whispers before she turns and walks back the way she came. The woman next to her follows suit.
I look at Cole, who looks back at me. “Sorry, Layla.” Hurt burns in his eyes, and I can almost see the man steady himself for what’s about to happen.
“I need to go,” I whisper and waste no time getting the hell out of that room, ignoring my grandmother’s displeased demand that I explain. Cole is hot on my heels as I rush through the house, past the kitchen, and into a small study where I stashed my purse.
“Layla,” Cole says from behind me as I near the front door, refusing to look into the parlor for my grandma and her best friend.
I fling the door open but look at the man who’s partly responsible for the most embarrassing moment of my adult life. “Now is not the time, Cole. Do not follow me. I need some time to myself. I can’t think clearly with you around.” And I continue my escape, not bothering with the door as he’s filling up the space behind me as he watches me run.
I parked my car in the drive, not using the necessary valet option. I must’ve subconsciously realized the need for a quick getaway when I arrived.
As I’m pulling out of the long drive, I push the call button on my steering wheel and tell my car to call Cassie.
Thankfully, she doesn’t answer, so I leave a voicemail.
“Hey, had to leave. Sorry I didn’t say goodbye. Call me tomorrow?” I bite back all emotion in order to keep her from worrying. Hopefully, that will bide me some time because all I need right now is a glass of wine, a tissue box, and time alone to question all my recent life choices and figure out how to dig myself out of this deep fucking hole I’ve landed myself in.
Chapter 16
ENJOY THE SHOW
COLE
Layla’sin the wind and I debate chasing after her, but we have a mess to clean up. I’ll do the best I can to take on that burden right now. It’s the least I can do since I’m the one who pushed so hard for her to break all the rules here. Closing my eyes, I take a deep breath and mentally prepare myself for what I’ve got to do next.
Avoiding our grandmothers isn’t an option.
“Cole Alexander Reed, you have some explaining to do.” My grandma hisses. When I open my eyes, I find one pissed off grandma and a curious matchmaker. I would have thought the expressions would be the opposite, but who the hell really knows with these two.
“I’m sorry about what happened. It was unacceptable behavior on both of our parts, but I was definitely the instigator,” I tell both women and damn if I feel like a teenage boy being caught with my hands down a girl’s shirt on the living room couch.
