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I hop out of the car and watch as he drives away. I give myself a minute to get my shit together before I turn and face the longest line I have ever seen.
I am not waiting in this line, can you just bring me the keys?
Nate Daddy
Tell the bouncer you are with me! Us upper-class hoes don’t wait in lines, baby girl *eye roll emoji*
I snort out a laugh and shake my head. Seven months ago, I wouldn’t have dared skipped ahead of a line but now, I’m a whole new woman and I’m not the bitch you fuck with.
I do as Nathan said and sure enough, the bouncer opens the red rope and allows me entry into the dimly lit club, the bass of the music bringing my body to life. Fuck, I miss dancing. I have to physically push my way through the crowd of people and head toward the back where he said they would be. Women sneer as I push my way past, men try to grope at me, and I bat the handsy bastards away and mentally plot all the ways I’m going to murder my so-called best friend. I begin to think that I’m going to be stuck in this hell until I finally manage to shove the last bunch of college students out of my way and spot Nathan and a group of others in the back corner booth. I wish I could say I sighed with relief at the sight of him but I don’t want to lie, I’ve done enough of that lately.
Nathan spots me once I’m a couple of feet away from him and his friends from school. “You whore!” he screams excitedly. Nathan’spet names—-as he calls them—used to bother me but I know he doesn’t mean them as insults. “You look fucking ravishing.” I wave his compliment off as he engulfs me in a hug and steps to the side so I can wave and say hi to his friends. I’ve met a few of them before and they seem nice, but these days I’m just not in the mood to socialize. He grips my hand and pulls me after him. We head past the DJ booth into a dark corner where it’s surprisingly not as loud. “Spill, now.”
“Dinner was a bust.”
He pursues his plump lips. “How? You look like a fucking snack in that getup.” I look down at my teal strapless mini dress that hugs my body in all the right places. I chose to go with my five-inch heels that tie around my calves, giving the illusion that I have longer legs than I do. My brown hair is loose and flows around my shoulders. I went with smokey eye makeup so my blue eyes pop. I now have a tattoo that starts at the top of my shoulder and goes down my whole arm, ribs, and one side of my ass. Only two people in this whole world would know what this tattoo represents.
“Saint and Crue turned up with the others.” Nathan’s jaw unhinges, and his green eyes shine with disbelief.
“What the fuck are they doing here?” I drop my gaze to my shoes and sigh. He reaches out, grips my chin, and lifts my gaze back to his. He searches my eyes silently for a moment trying to gauge my reaction. My bestie can read me like a book so it’s no surprise to see his features soften. “They saw you?” I nod. “What did they say?”
“Nothing, they both stood there looking at me like they would rather swallow glass than even touch me again.” Saying that aloud stings but it’s the truth. I know they hate me but the truth is they aren’t exactly my favorite people in the world either. They fucking left me! I had no choice, I did what I did because ofthem.
“Well, we can get back to planning and scheming tomorrow but for tonight, you need to let loose and find some good cock to dust out the cobwebs on your stretched-out snatch.” I balk at him with my mouth open, the bastard winks and smirks.
“I had a fucking baby a month ago and my vagina is just fine, thank you!” I snap angrily.
“Do you have to cross your legs when you sneeze?” I narrow my eyes at my so-called bestie. Sometimes I wonder why the fuck I love his ass so much.
“No, you wiseass, my pussy snapped back to its original shape just fine,” I grit out, and the bastard just laughs. “I want to go. Can I have the keys?”
He stares down at me like I’ve lost my mind. “Uh, no! Your ass is staying here with me. You need to relax and have some fun.” I open my mouth to refuse him but he pushes on. “Katie, you need a break. You have been going nonstop for weeks and you are going to burn out if you don’t unwind and let loose.”
I reel back and scowl at him. “That motherfucker has my daughter!” I shout. He rushes forward, wraps his arms around me and pulls me to him, holding me close. I try to calm my rapid breathing but it’s hard. Every time I think about her being with that cunt I lose it.
“I know he does, baby girl, but you’re no good to your daughter if you’re burnt out.” My shoulders deflate and I melt into him. I know he’s right but the thought of spending a night out and having fun while she is stuck with that bastard has guilt gnawing at my insides. “One night, that’s it, then we’re back into full re-con mode.”
One night.
I pull back and smile up at my friend. “Okay.” He screams, then proceeds to jump up and down like a crazy child. His excitement is infectious and I can’t help but mimic his smile. Slinging an arm around my shoulders, he leads me back to where his friends are. I decide to let loose and give myself one night off to unwind and clear my head, I need this. By the time the fifth round of drinks comes out I’m slightly buzzed and feeling myself. I haven’t danced in so long and I’m itching to hit the dance floor. Nathan takes one look at me and whatever he sees on my face has him extending his hand and leading me toward the dance floor. “Nobody’s Better” by Suzi ft Fetty Wap sounds out around the crowded club. Nathan grips my waist and spins me around so my back is to his front. I begin to move and let my body flow with the music. Lifting my arms above my head, I wrap them around Nathan’s neck and close my eyes as I get lost in the feeling of the beat of the beat of the music.
“Ladies and Gentlemen, we have the New Orleans Saints and Seattle Seahawks in the house,” the DJ announces over the music. I tense in Nathan’s hold and snap my eyes open at the mention of the two teams Crue and Saint play for. Nathan’s grip on my waist tightens as I look up and freeze. Standing a foot away with unreadable looks on their faces is none other than the two guys I ran from seven months ago. The song changes to “2 On” by Tinashe. As we stand here staring at each other, Crue steps forward until he is plastered against my front and my body thrums with awareness at his close proximity.
“This is the part where you fuck off before we make you,” he snarls at Nathan. I turn my head to the side to look up at my friend. He looks from me to Crue before focusing back on me. I dart my tongue out to moisten my lips ready to beg him to stay and get me the hell out of here until Crue grips my chin and forces my gaze back to him. His blue eyes burn with anger but I also see the swirls of desire in the depths of those haunting eyes. “Try and leave. I dare you,Katie baby.” Hearing my name from his lips has a shudder coursing through my body. Nathan must sense it because in the next second, he untangles my arms from his neck and steps away leaving Crue and I here, alone.
Saint
My hands are clenched into fists at my sides. Seeing her looking like a wet dream whilst dancing with Nathan has a rage like I’ve never felt before surging inside me. The fact that bastard thinks he can touch what is mine alerts me to the fact Nathan and I need to have a littlechat.The moment the DJ announces that our teams are here, I watch as her body goes from relaxed and living freely to tense and on alert. Nathan spots us first, he doesn’t seem surprised to see us and that has me wondering if he was the one to message me from the unknown number to tell us that she was here. Crue steps into her saying something I can’t hear over the music. After a minute, Nathan steps back and stalks off the dance floor. Crue reaches out and grips her hips pulling her in closer until she is pressed flush against his front.
Indecision wars inside me, do I go to them or stay back here and not allow her to get under my skin again? The moment Crue looks over his shoulder and shoots me a look I know all too well, I know I don’t have a choice. They both stand there not moving just looking at each other until I come up beside Crue. She pulls her eyes from him and looks up at me. I hate the way she can still make me breathe easier just by her being near, her mouth parts slightly but no words come. I slowly slip around behind her and grip her just above Crue’s hands and press in close so I’m flush against her back.
The song switches to “Taste” by Tyga. Crue meets my gaze and quirks a brow letting me know it’s my move next. Before I can make the call, Katie reaches up and wraps one arm around Crue’s neck and then uses her other to wrap around mine. Crue snaps his gaze back to her and before he can do anything she has his face pulled down to hers and her lips meshed against his. I watch as all the tension drains from his body. I don’t fucking know what it is but seeing him get off turns me on.
I’m not gay! I’m not, I just… I don’t know what the fuck to call it but just watching him kiss her has my cock growing hard in my jeans. This only ever happens with him and her. I’ve never had this type of reaction with any of the other guys before.
She breaks the kiss with him, spins in our holds, reaches up to cup my cheeks and pulls my face to hers. My mind is waring at me to tell her to fuck off, that she will never get to touch me again, but even God knows I have no strength where she is concerned. The moment her lips are on mine, everything else just fades away. Nothing else matters—the anger, betrayal, lies and all of the other shit takes a back seat as I kiss the fuck out of my girl.
Before I can deepen the kiss further, Crue grips a handful of her hair and yanks her head backward so he can claim my spot and kiss her. Fuck, watching his tongue battle with hers has my cock so fucking hard it’s almost painful.
