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Beautiful Misery
Book 2 The Beautiful Series
By Chandin Whitten
I am in misery
And there ain’t nobody who can comfort me
Oh yeah
Why won’t you answer me?
The silence is slowly killing me, oh yeah.
Girl you really got me bad
You really got me bad
And now I’m gonna get you back
Now I’m gonna get you back.
Maroon 5
ACKOWLEDGMENTS
I want to thank my amazing husband and all his support and sacrifices. He has been my biggest cheerleader (too bad I couldn’t get him to put on my old uniform and wave the pompoms around) and support system. Without him I never would have had the balls…well vagina, to write. I wouldn’t know what to do without you. You can piss me off better than anyone, but you’re the only one who can make me smile. Thanks for not getting jealous of my many one night stands with Gage and Larkin, as well as the many hotties in the future. But really, who couldn’t love a tatted & pierced, muscled up man? Next, my two beautiful and crazy little ladies. Momma loves the hell outta you, Bella & Macy. There were times when I was writing and I would be so pissed I would want to slam my laptop against the wall. Then, Bella would open her pretty little mouth and spew the fuck’s, shits, and damn’s I was thinking of saying, making me laugh. Ya, I’m a bad mom…get the fuck over it. I laugh when my kid cusses..big fuckin’ deal! Love my munchkin monsters!
Annie & Heather. God I fuckin’ love you bitches! Thank you for being available any time of day or night, like my own personal whore. Always there to answer my dumbass questions or to send me virtual coffee & cupcakes. You ladies have put in just as much effort and time into my writing as I have. I would be lost without all your help. God knows how needy I can be…and thankfully you two are there for me.
My friends & family who have supported my crazy dream to be a writer. Thank you! This has been an amazing journey and it’s only beginning.
My smutty sisters– Thank you for all the late night lovely pictures for inspiration. And, for all the laughs and hilarious stories to make my long coffee filled nights a little less draining. I love you all!
To my football floozies, thank you from the bottom of my heart (that’s saying a lot…my heart is kinda like stone) thank you. I have got to meet so many wonderful people through my writing. I wouldn’t be anybody without y’all.
Much love, peace, and sexy men,
Chandin Whitten xox
Dedication
For my Father In-Law, Garth Whitten.
1.23.1958 – 7.24.2013
He inspired so much of this book.
He inspired me.
He brought out emotions in me I didn’t know existed.
He taught me to fight with everything I had.
He taught me when you get knocked down, you simply stand back up. You brush the dirt off with your middle finger in the air, and say you hit like a bitch.
He taught me to be Cowboy Strong.
Fuck Cancer!
www.Facebook.com/CowboyStrongFoundation
www.FuckCancerFoudation.org
We’ve got to hold on to what we got
‘Cause it doesn’t make a difference
If we make it or not.
We’ve got each other and that’s a lot
For love– we’ll give it a shot.
Whooah we’re half way there
Livin’ on a prayer.
Take my hand and we’ll make it– I swear
Livin’ on a prayer.
Bon Jovi
1
Gage
Groaning, I rolled over only to come face to face with some naked brunette. Using my hands I scrubbed my face and sighed. She must have heard me because her makeup smeared eyes popped opened.
“Morning, sexy.” The unknown girl purred.
Attempting to climb on top of me I placed my hands on her tiny shoulders and pushed her off. Shaking my head I said, “Don’t think so sweetheart. You can get dressed and go. I’m going to get a shower and when I get out I expect you to be gone.”
The girl huffed, “You really are an ass.”
Shrugging I replied, “But you still came back to my house. You got what you wanted and I got what I wanted, so you are free to go.”
With no shame the girl climbed from my bed, she was beautiful but she wasn’t my girl. She wasn’t Jenna, no one was. Closing my eyes, pictures of Jenna flashed through my mind. It had been eighteen months since she walked away from me. Eighteen months of hell. I always knew she would pick Larkin, and he was right for her, for their family. But it still hurt. I wanted to see her happy and she was, but that didn’t make it hurt any less. When we were around each other or on the phone I acted like nothing was wrong. I acted as if my life was amazing as NFL football star, Gage Tucker. I never let on as to how hurt I was, how broken I had become. Giving her to Larkin nearly tore me apart, but I held it together for her, to see that she was happy. She deserved it, after everything she had been through, no one in the world deserved happiness more than her.
A tapping on my shoulder brought me back to reality. Opening my eyes I glared at the girl. “What?” I bit out.
She smirked and said, “Know where my panties are? Someone was impatient last night and tossed them, now I can’t find them.”
Using my thumb and pointer finger I rubbed my eyes hard only stopping to pinch the bridge of my nose. “Fuck. I don’t know. Can’t you write down your address? If I find them, I will mail them to you.”
Crossing her arms, random girl pursed her lips and bit out, “You can’t be fucking serious? I am not giving you a free souvenir while I walk away with nothing. Give me something of yours.”
Completely naked, I jumped from my bed and stomped to my dresser. Yanking open the top drawer I grabbed the first pair of boxers I saw and tossed them at her. “There, now get out.”
Not waiting for her to say anything I stomped into my bathroom and slammed the door, locking it behind me. Turning on the shower I waited until I heard my apartment door slam shut before I got in. The hot water stung as it hit my skin, I found it calming. This sting was nowhere near the sting I felt every day, coming home to nothing. Walking into an empty apartment I had picked out for the family I thought would be living here. Instead, that family was on the opposite side of the country.
When the water started to chill I shut it off and grabbed a towel, wrapping it around my waist. Opening my bathroom door I padded across my room to my dresser. I was halfway through pulling my sweatpants up when I heard voices coming from the other side of my bedroom door. Figuring the random girl hadn’t left, and in fact had stayed and invited friends over I threw open my bedroom door and yelled, “What the fuck are you…”
I stopped mid-sentence as the cutest little girl came bouncing toward me. Just as she jumped, I picked her up and hugged her tight.
“Unky Gage! Mama has pwize fa you.” Evie giggled.
Looking up from the sweetest face I saw Jenna and Larkin, holding hands and smiling. Burying my jealousy I plastered a smile on and walked to them. Still holding Evie I wrapped one arm around Jenna’s shoulders and kissed the top of her head. Jenna stepped away as Larkin and I shared a man hug.
Jenna used her fingers to move Evie’s wild hair out of her eyes then stared at me before asking, “Who were you yelling at?”
Not wanting to tell her the truth but not wanting to lie I chewed my bottom lip for a minute then said, “I had a few people over last night. I told them to leave a while ago and when I heard voices after I got out of the shower, I figured she…err ugh they were still here.”
Evie wiggled and I sat her on the floor and watched her run down the hall to the room with all her toys.
Turning back to Jenna and Larkin they were both smirking at me. Jenna was the first to say something. “She, huh?”
Larkin clapped my back and laughed. “Man, it’s a wonder there isn’t a thousand little Gage’s out there running around.”
Smiling I shook my head and said, “Fuck off. Your gorgeous little girl said you had a surprise. What is it?” Larkin kissed Jenna’s cheek and I couldn’t help the jealousy that ripped through me but I held my smile and waited.
Jenna had the biggest smile as she spoke, “You like being Evie’s uncle, right?” I nodded and she continued, “How would you feel about being an uncle of three?”
Not connecting the dots I pulled my brows together and asked, “Dylan knocked someone up? How do you know that before me?”
Larkin and Jenna both laughed. Then Jenna shook her head and said, “No, I’m knocked up. This fucker did it double time this time. I’m having twins.” Jenna rubbed her hand over her belly, I could see it now. She had a small bump in her stomach.
Looking between Jenna and Larkin I finally said, “Wow, congratulations. But, is this safe? Will you and the babies be okay?”
They both nodded their heads and Jenna said, “Yes. I will obviously be high risk and will most likely end up on bed rest but my doctor said everyone should be fine.”
I pulled Jenna into a tight hug then clapped Larkin’s shoulder. “So who else knows?” I asked.
Jenna bit her lip and answered, “No one. I just found out a few weeks ago. We went home a week ago and I had to hide it from everyone. Kota was in some trouble. He’s now in rehab and hopefully he gets out and stays clean.”
Kota had been like my little brother. With a concerned voice I asked, “What was going on with him? Is he safe? Where is he at for rehab?”
Jenna looked at Larkin, I could see her tears building. Looking back at me I saw so much hurt as she spoke, “He hasn’t taken dad’s death very well. Basically he feels abandoned. He turned to drugs and I think he was drinking too, maybe having sex. But Larkin talked to him and got him to go to rehab. He’s at Gulf Coast Rehab for twelve weeks.”
Nodding my head as I let all the information I was just given absorb, I raked my hands through my hair, clasping them behind my head. “So, he’s going to be ok?”
Both Jenna and Larkin nodded.
“I hope so, your mom doesn’t need anything else happening to her. So why did you fly all the way to NYC to tell me your pregnant?”
Jenna ducked her head and said, “Well, we are waiting until Evie’s birthday so we can tell everyone together. And since you said you weren’t sure if you would be able to make it to her party we decided to come here and tell you.”
Smiling I said, “I told you I wouldn’t be in town on her birthday. I never said I wouldn’t be at her party. You’re having it in Fairhope, right?”
Jenna nodded, looking confused. “Yes. If it’s nice we want to have a beach party. She loves the ocean. And instead of trying to have everyone fly to San Diego we opted for Fairhope. Only a few people would have to fly in for that.”
“Look at you being all considerate,” I joked.
“Ass,” Jenna said as she smacked my shoulder.
“But, I will be at Evie’s party. I couldn’t miss my favorite little girl’s birthday. I am actually leaving in a few days to go to Fairhope. I’m looking into opening a bar on the beach in the old Surfer’s Soul place. If I do, I will be in Fairhope for a while, probably until I have to be back here for football.”
“That is amazing. I am so proud of you. You have always said you wanted a place like that on the beach,” Jenna said excitedly.
“We better get free drinks, fucker,” Larkin joked.
“I figured I might as well do it know, while it’s just me and I don’t have someone telling me what I can and can’t do.” I winked at Larkin. Jenna narrowed her eyes at Larkin when he started laughing.
“No, man. It’s not like that at all. Life is all fuckin daisies and lollipops.” Larkin’s voice dripped with sarcasm.
Jenna scowled as she said, “You both can go to hell. I’m going to check on my girl.”
Larkin and I both watched as Jenna walked away. Larkin shook his head and said, “God, I fucking love her.”
Giving him a sad smile I whispered, “Yeah, me too.”
Larkin didn’t hear me or ignored my comment. He instead started walking after his wife, the women who was at one time my best friend and had my ring on her finger. I sighed and followed Larkin.
We spent the rest of the afternoon playing with Evie and talking about life, well mainly their life. I tried to keep mine as vague and simple as possible.
When Evie started getting restless Jenna said they needed to go. Their plane left early the next morning, Larkin had to get back for some meetings.
“Why don’t y’all stay here? I can drive you to the airport in the morning.” I said.
Evie started prancing around and singing, “Sweep ober wif Unky Gage yay yay yay!”
Jenna laughed. “Well, I guess it’s been decided. Good thing you got a three bedroom apartment.”
Jenna didn’t know I had gotten this place when we were together. She didn’t know this was supposed to be our place. Looking at Jenna as she watched her daughter dance around I said, “Yeah, sure is. I really don’t have food since I wasn’t planning on being here after tomorrow. I can run to the store or we can order something for dinner.”
Jenna smirked and said, “Let me take a look. I’m sure you have something that I can make.”
Gesturing towards the kitchen with my hand, I mumbled, “Go for it.”
A few minutes later Jenna yelled from the kitchen, “This is hopeless! Let’s just order pizza or something. You sir, have nothing.”
Shrugging I said, “Told you. Just pepperoni for you?”
Jenna smiled and nodded. “Yes, please.”
Walking away I pulled out my phone and called the pizza place a few blocks away.
After dinner Jenna, Larkin, and Evie told me goodnight and all went to my spare bedroom, well the one that wasn’t covered in Evie’s toys.
Trying to fall asleep was nearly impossible. Just knowing the girl I loved was a few rooms away was torture. It felt like I had just got to sleep when there was knocking on my door. Slightly opening the door, Jenna poked her head in and said, “Hey. It’s a little after eight. Our flight leaves at eleven, do you still want to drive or would it be easier if we got a cab?”
Sitting up I ran my hand through my hair and yawned. “I told you I would take you. Give me ten minutes and we can leave.”
Jenna rested her head on the door and sighed. “Gage, I don’t know what’s wrong with you but I’m here. If you need to talk…” Jenna shrugged before continuing, “I’m always here. I love you and you mean so much to not just me but Evie and Larkin, too.”
Plastering on a fake smile I said, “I’m fine. I am living the life.”
Jenna rolled her eyes before stepping back and closing the door. Feeling my smile fade I got out of bed and took a quick shower and got dressed.
Grabbing my keys and wallet off my dresser I walked out my bedroom door and into the living room asking, “Ready?”
Pulling into the airport I put my Mercedes in park and climbed out. Pulling the two suitcases from my trunk I sat them on the ground and pulled Evie into my arms. “Be a good girl, ok? I will see you in a few weeks for your birthday. Love you, babygirl.”
“Wub you too, Unky Gage,” Evie said as she squeezed her tiny arms around my neck.
Standing Evie next to Larkin, I shook his hand and told him bye. Turning to Jenna I placed my hands on either side of her face and kissed her forehead. “Love you, be safe. See you soon.”
Dropping my hands I turned to walk back to my car. Just before I opened my door I heard Jenna say, “Love you too. Remember what I said and just know, I know you better than you know you.”
Smirking I said, “Not anymore babe. See you in a few weeks.” Not waiting I opened my door and jumped inside, speeding off.
I spent my day on the phone making plans and arrangements to open my own bar on the beach. But, in the back of my mind I couldn’t stop thinking about Jenna. After a long day I decided to hit up a few clubs in the city, hopefully clear my mind…if only for a few hours.
Five beers, eleven shots, and three jack and Cokes later I was feeling pretty good. When the pretty girl with jet black hair walked up beside me, she had my full attention.
“Hi, I’m Tara.”
Nodding once I tipped my beer in her direction and said, “Hi Tara, I’m Gage. But, I’m sure you knew that.”
Tara winked and pushed her tits together. “You look like you could use some company.”
Smirking I asked, “Wanna help me out with that?”
2
Cobie
Yawning, I tapped my pen on my notebook. Who knew libraries were so damn hot? I felt my eyes getting heavy and struggled to continue reading about and memorizing the two hundred and however many bones in the body. I had been at this for three hours and I still couldn’t tell you where your scapula, ulna, or sacrum were. If all this studying didn’t pay off I’m pretty sure I would kill myself. Whoever gave me the great idea to become a doctor should be shot. Oh yeah, my damn brother. Always pushing me. Even from the opposite side of America he still manages to have a say in my life. If I didn’t love his wife and daughter so much I might just kill him.
Taking a deep breath I leaned back in the uncomfortable library chair. Closings my eyes I removed my black frame glasses and used my fists to rub my eyes until I was seeing stars.
“Cobie?” I heard a familiar voice ask. A voice I never thought I would hear again.
Popping my eyes open and looking around it took me a moment to find the person that voice came from. Leaning against the bookcase, feet crossed at his ankles and arms crossed over his chest was Braylon Edwards. My childhood crush and my brothers best friend from high school. Sexy as sin. And the one person my brother now hates and does not want me around.
Knowing I shouldn’t but doing it anyway, I scooted my chair back and stood, watching as Bray pushed off the bookcase and walked toward me. “Bray? What the hell?” I asked a little confused.
Wrapping his arms around me he hugged me to his chest, lifting my feet off the ground. “Damn girl. Look at you all grown up.”
Setting me back on the ground Bray took a step back, looking me up and down. I wanted to crawl under the table. The expression on his face was unreadable, maybe slightly amused.
Trying to get the focus off me I asked, “Why are you here?”
“Hell, I go here now. Figured it was time to grow up and do something with my life.”
Smiling I said, “That’s precious. Look at you growing up and being responsible.”
Bray glanced at my large anatomy book on the table then raised an eyebrow and brought his gaze back to me. “So what are you going for, nursing?” Bray asked, his voice deep.
“Ha. I wish. I let my pain in the ass brother talk me into going to be a doctor. I have to know all the bones in the body by tomorrow.”
Bray scrunched his face. “Ugh tomorrow of what year?”
I couldn’t help but laugh. Looking at my book and notes I said, “I have been at this for three hours and couldn’t tell you ten bones in the damn body. This shit ain’t no joke. I am ready for spring break and spending time with Evie on the beach.”
Looking confused Bray asked, “Evie? I didn’t know you had a kid.”
Shaking my head I grabbed my phone off the table. Unlocking my screen I saw the picture of my beautiful niece. Handing Bray my phone I said, “Evie is Larkin’s daughter. She will be two next month.”
While staring at my phone he said, “No shit. I didn’t know he had a kid either. Is it with that one chic he brought home a few years ago?”
“Yes, her name is Jenna. They got married about seven months ago.”
“Damn. I’ve missed a lot. I follow his football but I didn’t know he was a family man now. Never figured that life for him.” Bray tried playing it off but I could see he was jealous of my brother and the life he had.
Larkin had worked his ass off to get where he is. True, in his teen years he was fucked up but he was my brother and he deserved happiness. He had that with Jenna and Evie, I was happy for him.
“Yep. He grew up and found an amazing girl that straightened him out.”
Bray scratched the back of his neck nervously. “I guess I’m a little late to grow up. But, better late than never. Maybe I need to find that special girl to straighten me out.”
Laughing I placed my hand on Bray’s shoulder. “Braylon Edwards, there is no straightening you out. I don’t think there is a girl out there that could tame you.”
Giving me a half smile Bray said, “Probably not but we’ll see.” Bray ran his hand across my shoulder and bit down on his lip before asking, “Are you hungry? I was on my way out to get dinner when I saw you. Want to grab something to eat with me?”
Blinking a few times, I cleared my throat and nodded. “Sure, just let me pack my stuff. I really need a break anyway.” Grabbing my books and notebook I stuffed them into my backpack. “Ready?’
Bray freely roamed my body with his eyes. “You have no idea.”
He made me nervous but I didn’t want him to know that. I had always been the annoying little sister with the witty comebacks, I wasn’t about to let him turn me into a mushy mess. I was Cobie fucking Nayler and no man, no matter who he was would break me.
Giving him a small smile, I winked and patted his hard stomach, “Let’s go dirty boy. I’m hungry and still have a shit ton of studying to do. Where you taking me to eat?”
Bray licked his lips as he turned to walk. “I was thinking take out and a movie. It’s been a long time since we’ve hung out and it sounds like we have a lot of catching up to do.”
Laughing I replied, “It has and yes, there has been a lot happen since I’ve seen you.”
Bray stopped and looked at me questioningly, “A lot happen with you and a guy?”
Tilting my head, I asked, “Are you asking if I have a boyfriend?”
Flicking his eyes down to the platinum ring with tiny diamonds forming intertwining X’s on my left ring finger he shrugged and started walking again. “Maybe.”
“Huh. Then maybe I do, maybe I don’t.” I said sarcastically. “But, the ring you were just eyeballing is from Larkin. He gave it to me when he moved to San Diego. It’s supposed to let me know that he’s always with me and always here to give me a hug when I need it.” Stopping, I held my hand up so Bray could see the intricate design of diamonds going around the band.
Bray rubbed his thumb over the ring and caught my eyes with his. “Maybe someday, some lucky guy will be good enough to sweep you off your feet and put his own ring on your finger.”
I was speechless. Bray was sarcastic. Bray was a dick. Bray was a smartass. Braylon Edwards. Was. Not. Sweet.
Bray winked at me before asking, “Did you drive?”
Shaking my head I said, “No, I live on campus in Ritter Hall.”
“Not too far from me. I have an apartment off of Elkwood Drive in Cambridge Heights Apartments. We can eat and hang out for a while then I can drop you off before I go to work.”
“Braylon, did you just ask me on a date and to stay the night with you?”
“No ma’am I did not. I don’t date and I work nightshift, ten at night until ten in the morning,” Bray answered.
“Oh.” I dropped my eyes from him to the floor.
Following him out the door I saw his jacked-up truck sitting in the parking lot. He still had the same silver Dodge Ram with giant tires and tinted windows. The average sized person couldn’t see into the windows it was so high. Even if you were tall enough to look in the window’s you couldn’t, they were tinted jet black.
I had always loved his truck. I had also heard stories about this truck and all the women who had experienced this truck.
“I get to ride in the infamous truck?” I asked, a little smartassy.
Bray stopped mid step and turned to look at me, raising an eyebrow. “Infamous?” He asked acidulously.
Slowly, I nodded. “Uhh huh. All the girls wanted a ride in this truck. Or maybe they wanted to ride the driver of this truck. Either way, the girls back home would drop their panties for a chance to be in there.”
Bray smirked. “What about you?”
Shit.
Feeling my cheeks heat, I worried my bottom lip with my teeth. “What would you do if I said yes?”
Taking a few steps so he was standing directly in front of me, he grabbed my hips and pulled me into his hard body. Looking up I saw his dark eyes sparkling.
“Your brother would kill me if he knew the thoughts that are running through my head right now.”
Sucking in a breath, I said, “My brother’s over two thousand miles away. He would never know. Besides, I’m not that fourteen year old little girl anymore.”
What the hell? My brother would never know? Why does this feel like I’m sneaking around with the bad boy I’m banned from seeing?
“Trust me, I know.” Bray released me and stepped back. “Let’s go eat. Maybe we should just go to Skyline and eat-in. Things could go very, very bad if we are alone in my place.”
Sighing, I nodded. “Skyline with extra onions, please.”
Bray shook his head and let a small smile play on his lips.
Opening my door, he held his hand out to help me climb in. Once I was inside he shut my door and jogged around to the driver’s side and got in. The drive to Skyline was short and silent.
Pulling into the parking lot he found a parking spot and shut his truck off. Without looking at me he opened his door and got out. Letting my head fall back onto the headrest I took a deep breath and slowly let it out.
I shouldn’t have come with him. I shouldn’t be here. I feel like a cat being teased with a treat. I want Bray, I have since I was little. Agreeing to go to dinner with him was just salt in the wound. Bray would never want me. Biggest reason being I was Larkin’s little sister.
Forcing my eyes open I grabbed the door handle and shoved it open. Bray was standing at the front of the truck, watching me closely.
“Everything ok?” Bray asked.
Giving my head a hard nod, I walked passed Bray. “Yep. Let’s go eat.”
Once we were sitting at a booth in the back Bray handed me a menu. Holding it up so he couldn’t see my face I pretended to look over the menu so I wouldn’t have to look at him. I had been getting the same thing from Skyline since I was five. One cheese coney, no mustard or onion and chili cheese fries.
“Hi, my name’s Staci. I’ll be your waitress tonight. Can I get you something to drink or are you ready to order?”
“We’re ready,” I blurted out, my voice a little high.
Bray looked from me to the waitress then back to me. “I guess we’re ready.”
Staci laughed then looked to me. “Ok, we will start with you.”
Forcing a smile I said, “I would like a cheese coney, no mustard or onion and a chili cheese fry with a sweet tea please.”
Bray asked, “No extra onions?”
Sticking my tongue out I said, “Nope, I hate onions.”
Smiling at me he said, “I want four cheese coneys with onions, no mustard and a four way. Mt. Dew to drink, please.”
Staci couldn’t keep her eyes off Bray, I couldn’t blame her. She repeated our order back to us before walking away.
“So are you going to ignore me all night now?” Bray asked.
“Huh? I’m not ignoring you.”
Bray gave a short laugh. “Yes you are. Cobie, believe me when I say I want you. Bad. You’re sexy, funny, and have a brain in your head. But you’re too good for me. I’m not the kinda guy you need. You need someone who can promise you a future, that’s not me. Fuck, I can barely promise one night, let alone one month or one year.”
Well hell. I might as well speak my mind too. “Bray, I have had a crush on you since I was little. Pretty sure you have known for a while that I have always liked you. I always wanted to be that girl in your truck. Even if it was for just one night.”
Bray went to say something but he saw Staci walking to our table with our food. “This isn’t over. Eat then we can talk in my truck.”
Rolling my eyes I looked at our waitress and smiled. “Thank you.”
We both ate without saying another word. Once Bray paid I slowly followed him back to his truck. He again, opened my door and helped me in, shutting the door behind me. But this time he didn’t jog around to the driver’s side, instead he drug his feet getting around the truck and climbing inside.
Putting his keys in the ignition he went to start the truck but stopped. Rotating his body so he was looking at me Bray gave me a simple smile.
Just as I was going to say something he was lunging at me, swallowing my mouth with his, letting his tongue explore my mouth. He took no time in unbuttoning my shorts and sliding them down. Pushing his hand into my panties he pulled them down.
I was finally getting the man I wanted. He finally noticed me as someone other than his best friends little sister.
Bray never said a word as he unbuttoned his jeans and slid them and his boxers down. Picking my legs up, he scooted me down and rested my calves on his shoulders.
This was the moment I had always dreamed about. And well, let’s just say it was better in my dreams. Good thing he looked like walking sex because he sure wasn’t blessed in other regions. It was over before I realized he had even started.
Braylon Edwards was not the sex God I thought.
Maybe it was just because we were in just a small space? Maybe it was because it had been a few months since I’d had sex? Maybe it was because he was nervous to have sex with me? Maybe next time would be better? Maybe I’m just making excuses for the guy all my dreams were about. There would be no next time, who was I kidding. This was a one-time thing. A wam bam thank you ma’am.
Once my shorts were buttoned and I was upright in my seat I looked out the window to the street light bouncing off the passing cars. “I really should get back to my dorm and study. Do you mind dropping me off there? I can get my car tomorrow.”
Bray started his truck and didn’t say anything until he was on the road. “Sure. I should probably go home and try to sleep for an hour or so anyway.”
When he pulled up to my dorm I all but jumped out of his truck. As I was closing the door I said, Bye, Bray.” Not waiting for his response I shut my door and walked up the steps to my dorm.
Waking up the next morning I went to grab my purse so I could take my birth control.
Shit!
I was in such a hurry to get out of Bray’s truck I forgot my purse. Looking across the room I saw that my roommate, Laney, was awake. Looking at my alarm clock I saw that it was a little after eleven. Hopefully Bray was home from work. I had three hours until my test. I needed to get my purse and I needed to study.
“Lans, can I borrow your car for a few minutes. I forgot my purse last night and don’t have my keys.”
Laney didn’t take her eyes off her book as she said, “Sure. Keys are on my desk.”
Hopping out of bed I grabbed her keys. “Thanks, you’re a doll. Be back in twenty.”
She grunted and waved as I shuffled out our door.
Making the five minute drive to Bray’s apartment I tried telling myself this wouldn’t be awkward. It was a simple hookup. A hookup I want to forget ever happened.
