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“No, you got me fucked up! Go to the bitch’s name you calling out. I’m done playing this game with you constantly stringing me along when you know I want you to marry me! No longer… get the fuck out of my house!” Grant rubbed his hand down his face, righted his clothes, and walked to the door.
Grant grabbed the door knob to leave but felt he had to say something anything to make this turn of events less awkward. He turned around to apologize.“Celeste, I’m...”
“Don’t! Just leave.” Grant walked out the door without another word.
On the drive home, Grant realized he fucked up his opportunity to release all his built up frustration and tension from work and the newfound sexual frustration from today. He really didn’t mean to call Celeste Aubree; it just slipped out before he could think. Aubree had been on his mind since he walked in the dance studio to pick up Chanel, and seeing her at NOLA Soul Bistro made matters worse. Grant knew he had to stay away from Aubree Rogers to maintain his sanity.
Chapter 10
Aubree sat waiting for Ivy and Nova for their weekly meet up at Drippin’ Brew House the local coffee shop. Since Aubree moved back to Dawson Falls, they made a promise to meet up once a week to have a girl’s night. Drippin’ was always busy with people coming to get their weekly fix, conducting meetings, or just to sit in the calming atmosphere to enjoy a cup of coffee. Everyone that worked for Drippin’ knew customers by name and knew their orders once they saw the customer’s face. The smell of coffee and the sugary syrups always put Aubree at ease no matter what has happening. As the server approached Aubree with her Chai Tea Latte’ and banana nut bread, Ivy and Nova walked over to the table greeting Aubree and the server. Ivy and Nova placed their orders and joined Aubree. The friends spent the next few minutes catching up on their lives.
“Okay, now time for real talk. How are things going at the dance studio? Have you run into that sexy, break my back in, jerk?”
“No! Why would I even spend time talking to that ass wipe? He was beyond rude maybe he doesn’t like women. Who knows or cares, so change the subject.” Grant was the last person Aubree wanted to talk about. When she saw Chanel leaving class, she knew Grant would be around, so she avoided him at all costs. A couple times the woman that introduced herself as Chanel’s aunt picked her up, but Aubree wasn’t going to take any chances. Trying to talk to Grant would be equivalent to getting back with Gerald… a bad decision all around. Aubree had made enough bad decisions to hold her off until she turned 75.
“Oh, come on, Breezy. I know if my lower floodgate bust wide open when I saw him then you had a damn tsunami in your panties. Because I know he got superpowers to melt them drawers off in a blink of an eye,” Ivy laughed.
Nova fell over the table laughing turning red with tears rolling down her face. “Those wet spots on her leotard were not due to sweating.” They continued to laugh while Aubree didn’t find the humor in the conversation.
“Change the subject. How is that new design coming along, Nova?”
“Did you rename your magic wand Great Grant!” Nova could barely get the words out for laughing.
“Okay, that is enough! You bitches catch a clue. Grant Hollings could not get a whiff of this pussy if he paid for it. He is not all that, just average looking with a stick up his ass rich man with a damn boulder on his shoulder. Whatever woman rejected his simple ass has Grant Hollings in more than his feelings or he is on his permitted period. Maybe I thought he looked like something until he opened his mouth and shit started running out like diarrhea.” Aubree was turned up with her neck rolling as she spoke.
Nova raised her brow. “I believe you are attracted to Grant that’s why you are all worked up talking about him.” Both Ivy and Nova had smirks on their faces.
Sucking her teeth and rolling her eyes, Aubree was already tired of this conversation. “Let me make this real clear for both of you. I would eat horse shit before I touch that man or let him touch me. I don’t care how huge the dick print looked in his pants or how that dick hung down his thigh, it is not going happen!” Aubree bit a piece of her banana beard so she wouldn’t have to say anything else.
Taking a sip of her coffee, Nova said, “Breezy, you sure do know a lot about his dick for someone that is saying nothing is going to happen. You like them big black stallions. Just an observation.”
“No, observe this.” Aubree put up her middle finger. “I just feel sorry for Chanel. She will never have a boyfriend.”
“You know I have a few horses on my ranch since you would love to eat horse shit.” Everyone froze at the table with eyes stretched wide.
Aubree knew she had a dark cloud over her head. “He heard me, didn’t he?” Nova and Ivy nodded their heads. Aubree already knew the answer to the questions before she said anything. Aubree closed her eyes and cursed under her breath. Ivy moved her hand over her mouth as tears formed in her eyes as she tried not to laugh. Nova kept looking everywhere but at Aubree and Grant.
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Grant and his best friend Cameron Phillips couldn’t believe what they were hearing from the booth behind them as they discussed a new business venture. “Old girl is really going in on some dude,” Cameron said not knowing who the topic of their conversation was. Since Allie was picking Chanel up from dance class this evening, Grant was meeting with Cameron to discuss a new business deal.
They were reading over the contracts when they overheard one of the women mention Grant’s full name, so they knew he was the topic. “Who in the hell did you piss off?” Laughing, Cameron dropped the papers on the table giving the women his undivided attention. Grant stopped to listen as the woman went on about how Grant couldn’t pay to touch her. Once he heard the woman’s final comment, he realized where he knew that voice from. It was the voice of the woman that had been on his mind from the day he met her.
“Shit seems to be your favorite thing to talk, and it seems you talk a lot of it, but do you want to back it up? I should have known you were a low class—”
Aubree slammed her hand down on the table. “Don’t you finish that statement if you plan to walk out of here.”
Grant bent down low and got close to the side of Aubree’s face near her ear. “If you want to take a ride, I believe the words your friend used were big black stallion. I would give you a ride around the corral a couple of times. But know I will be riding you, not the other way around.”
Aubree’s face turned bright red with embarrassment, panting from his nearness. Grant was purposely trying to seduce her so she wouldn’t doubt his abilities. He watched as Aubree released a breath and could smell her essence as he knew she was cumming in her panties.
“But you would rather eat horse shit before you let me touch you, even though you want me to do more than touch you. Remember tonight because I haven’t put my hands on you, and I am certain your panties are soaked.” Grant dipped his face a little to smell her essence. “If you smell this sweet, I wonder if your pussy will taste the same.” Grant unfolded his body and stood to his full height.
“Cameron, let’s finish this meeting elsewhere. Ladies, have a good evening.”
“Girl… you are in trouble! He look like he can tear some pussy up!” sighed Ivy.
“Damn, I just came in my panties,” Nova exhaled.
