Chapter Fifteen
My week just got better and better; I saw her every night; we hung out for a couple of hours, chatting about anything and everything. I’d never been quite so interested learning everything about someone.
As today was Friday, we were heading to a club. Rosie had arranged for her sister to come watch DJ so we could go out, and I couldn’t wait to show my girlfriend off in public. This would be the first time we’d actually been ‘out’ as a couple.
Because we were heading out fairly early, we were all meeting at Ashton’s place. Rosie didn’t want me to pick her up because, by the time she left her apartment, DJ would still be awake. I was still keeping my distance from him ‘just in case’ things didn’t work out. Every day that seemed less and less likely though. I was crazy about her and could barely get through the day without texting her.
When I knocked on Ashton’s apartment door, I was a little shocked when Rosie answered. “Hey!” she chirped.
I dragged my eyes down her body as I grunted a hello. How on earth am I going to keep my hands off her tonight? She was wearing little black shorts that made her legs look long and toned, and an emerald green, short sleeve top that was loose fitted. Her feet donned sexy black ankle boots with a high heel that would probably kill her later on.
“Wow, you look,” I struggled for the right analogy, “good enough that I don’t even want to go out any more,” I concluded, nodding appreciatively.
She laughed and put one finger under my chin, lifting my head up so I had to look at her face. “Want a picture, Nate?”
I nodded and grabbed my phone from my pocket. “Yeah, actually. Pose sexy for me.” I wasn’t even slightly joking.
She laughed, snatching my phone from my hands and stepping forward so she was at my side. Without explanation, she took a one-armed shot of the two of us together instead.
“There you go. Enjoy,” she teased, passing me back my phone. I ran my hand down her arm until I got to her hand. Had it really only been twenty-four hours since I last saw her? It felt like forever. “Have a good day at work?” she asked, pulling me into the apartment, closing the door behind me.
I shrugged. “A boring one. I had nothing to do, so I was just working out and target shooting. Nothing exciting.”
She narrowed her eyes and pursed her lips. “Were you getting all sweaty?”
I groaned; I loved it when she flirted with me, it literally made the hair on the back of my neck stand up on end. “And dirty,” I replied, nodding.
She sighed. “Well I’m sorry I missed that.”
Unable to resist any longer, I leant in and kissed her softly. My arms instinctively looped around her, trapping her against me. As my hands touched her back, I was shocked when my fingertips grazed bare skin. I gasped, gripping her hips, turning her around, needing to see this for myself. A lump formed in my throat when I saw that there was no material to her top on her back, just a thin strip across the top and bottom holding it together. The skin of her back was flawless, and the curves to her spine made my head spin.
“Christ, this is one hot little shirt, Rose,” I whined, tracing one finger alone the line of her spine.
“I thought you’d approve,” she said breathlessly, as my finger slipped into the waistband of her shorts, feeling the soft curve of her ass cheek.
“Approve? I don’t approve of this at all. In fact, I’m slightly concerned about how many people I’m going to walk into because I won’t be able to take my eyes off you long enough to watch where I’m going.”
She grinned and turned back to face me, wrapping her arms around my neck. “Poor baby. Maybe you should stay in front of me then if I’m going to distract you,” she teased in a singsong voice.
“I think I’ll just stay right here instead.” I pulled her closer to me, not allowing an inch of space as I lifted her into my arms, relishing in how her legs instantly wrapped around my waist. She chuckled against my lips as I carried her into the kitchen where the rest of our little group of friends was congregating ready for heading out tonight.
When we stepped out of the cab outside the club we were going to, the people in the line waiting to go in started whispering and pointing at Anna and Ashton, pulling out cell phones to take photos. This was a usual occurrence, so they were used to it. I smiled and shook my head. Yes, Anna was the President’s daughter, but she was still just a person at the end of the day, people seemed to forget that a lot. One benefit of Anna’s status though; we never had to wait in line. We were ushered through immediately and spotted Seth and Ryan inside, already hitting on a group of girls.
“So, what are we drinking tonight, Stripes?” I asked Rosie, as we both leant against the bar.
She pursed her lips, thinking. “If I get wasted, are you gonna carry me home?”
I smiled and stepped closer to her. “Definitely.”
“Then I’m on the rum tonight,” she answered excitedly, clapping her hands like a three-year-old girl. I laughed and put the order in with the barman.
By the time Rosie had finished three drinks she was already tipsy. I smiled, watching as she chatted to Seth.
When she looked over at me, I raised my hand and beckoned her to me with one finger. She instantly skipped over with a big grin on her face that I couldn’t help but mirror. When she stopped at my side, I smirked at her. “Hmm, I made you come with one finger. Just imagine what I could do with my whole hand,” I teased, expecting her to blush, but she didn’t.
She stepped closer to me, gripped my hand and, without taking her eyes off mine, she licked my finger from the knuckle to the tip, oh-so-slowly. As her tongue traced a suggestive circle around my fingertip, I could feel my jeans starting to tighten around the crotch as my dick started to wake up and get excited. Suddenly she pulled my hand away and pressed her whole body to mine, pressing her mouth to my ear. My breathing was already ragged but when her hip pressed against my crotch I stopped breathing altogether.
“I made you hard with the tip of my tongue. Just imagine what I could do with my whole mouth,” she whispered. She pulled back, smiling smugly. “You lose.” She flicked the tip of my nose, and then turned on her heel and sauntered off, leaving me staring after her with wide eyes, my mouth hanging open, and a raging boner. An astonished chuckle left my lips as I followed her, stopping next to her and looping my arm around her waist proudly.
“Nate?”
I looked around to see who had called me, and my heart stopped beating. It was Minnie. I gulped as she stalked towards me. My eyes shot to Rosie, unsure as to how she was going to react to being confronted with the girl I’d slept with. Oh shit, please don’t let this ruin anything!
Minnie stopped right in front of me; an angry smile resided on her face as her eyes took in Rosie, who I had my arm around. “Nate, how are you doing?” she squeaked.
Oh, God help me.
“Er…” I couldn’t think of a single thing to say.
Rosie was looking between the girl and me with a slightly confused expression on her face but a polite smile on her lips. I looked at Minnie pleadingly, begging her with my eyes not to mess this up for me.
An amused smile spread across her lips, and I knew I was in big trouble. “Nothing to say?” she asked, smirking at me as she stepped a little closer. I was suddenly hit with a wave of revulsion. Had I really gone home with her last week? I felt dirty all over again and I wanted to go take another shower.
I shrugged, still a little lost for words. “Not really.” I begged her with my eyes again to just walk away.
Minnie’s high-pitched laugh filled the air. “Well doesn’t that make a girl feel special. Do you even remember my name?” One of her eyebrows rose in challenge.
The situation was getting worse by the second. I looked at Seth and Ashton for help, but they were just watching with their mouths open. Ashton looked slightly confused, but Seth looked like he’d caught on already.
Veronica. Verity. Something beginning with a V…
“Hi, I’m Vicky,” Minnie said, turning to Rosie, holding out a hand to her.
Vicky, that’s it!
Rosie smiled and nodded, shaking her hand. “Rosie.”
Minnie’s eyes lit up as she said her name. Oh God, kill me now!
“Really? Well it’s nice to meet you, Rosie,” she said over-emphasising each word to tell me just how much trouble I was in.
“You too. So, are you two old friends, or…?” Rosie asked, looking at me to answer.
I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. Minnie took that as her opportunity.
“Not really. We hooked up last week, but to be honest, he was nothing to shout home about. He barely even got me off.”
I’m going to kill myself!
Rosie’s smile faded as it clicked into place. My heart was trying to break out of my chest, my hands were sweating and my whole body was cold. This was where it ended. Four weeks with her and she was going to dump her drink in my face and scream at me.
Rosie clicked her fingers and pointed at Minnie as if she suddenly remembered something interesting. “Oh, I remember now! Sorry, I didn’t recognise your name. Nate and I just refer to you as ‘rebound girl’. Sorry, I should have remembered your name, that was rude of me,” she said, nodding and looking at Minnie with an apologetic face.
Minnie glared at her hatefully. “Freaking bitch!”
I pulled Rosie behind me slightly in case Minnie tried to hit her, but Rosie just laughed and nodded.
“Uh huh. But I’m the bitch with the man you want. Stop trying to cause trouble. I don’t think he’s interested.” She turned to look at me with one eyebrow raised. “Or are you?” she asked, looking a little worried, as if she suddenly doubted me.
I couldn’t keep up with her at all. She wasn’t angry with me? I shook my head and pulled her closer to me.
“I don’t want anyone else,” I said, honestly. Minnie growled in frustration and turned on her ridiculously large heel, storming off through the crowd. I looked at Rosie, silently begging her to forgive me all over again, but she didn’t look angry. A little shocked, yes, but not angry. “I’m so sorry.”
She smiled and brushed against me. “Don’t worry. The past is the past.” She pressed her lips to mine, and I almost growled in victory. When she pulled back, she smirked at me. “Should I be worried that you barely got her off?” she asked playfully.
I burst out laughing and shook my head. “I can get you off with little to no effort, don’t worry,” I stated confidently.
She laughed and nodded. “Okay, good.”
She smiled as I gazed at her gratefully. I thought all girlfriends were supposed to be crazy jealous, and you weren’t allowed to talk to another girl once you became exclusive. I definitely still had a lot to learn about relationships.
“Thank you, and I’m really sorry,” I apologised again, I felt like a piece of scum all over again for doing that to her. I really didn’t deserve this girl.
“You sure can pick them, Nate. Wow, she was screechy,” she joked, wincing.
I burst out laughing and pulled her closer to me again, my arm around her proudly. Seth grinned at me and wiped his forehead in a ‘glad that’s over’ gesture, and I nodded, blowing out a big breath, letting the tension leave my body so I could enjoy the rest of the night.
The night was passing quickly even though I wasn’t drinking that much. Rosie and Anna were getting drunker by the second, giggling about nothing and singing – badly I might add – to the music. Rosie was an incredibly flirty drunk. She kept shooting me little looks that if I didn’t already know I wouldn’t be getting any for a while, I would have sworn I was getting my rocks off tonight.
Rosie waved her empty glass at me, pouting the adorable little cute face that I was fast becoming addicted to. “Want more drinks?” she asked, leaning on me heavily.
“It’s Ashton’s round,” I replied, nodding for Ashton to go to the bar, shaking Rosie’s empty glass at him. He headed straight over there, muttering to Rick to keep his eye on Anna while he was gone.
I kissed Rosie’s nose and followed Ashton to the bar to help him carry them all. It took us a long time to get served; the club was extremely crowded. Finally, with drinks in hand, we headed back to where we left the group. I immediately noticed that Rosie wasn’t there. I frowned and scanned the crowd as I handed Seth his beer.
“Where’d my girl go?” I asked, sipping my coke and holding onto her drink.
He smiled, jutting his chin towards the dance floor. I followed his instruction and looked to see her dancing her ass off with Anna. Rick, Anna’s off duty secret service bodyguard, was hovering behind them still doing his job perfectly because Ashton wasn’t there. He was watching the people near her with a stern face, assessing the threats; always on the job.
I turned my attention back to Rosie again and slowly dragged my eyes over her body. I still couldn’t get used to it, no matter how many times I saw her or touched her, she still managed to surprise me every time. She looked like a little temptress as she shook her little behind, grinding her h*ps to perfection.
I felt the smirk slip onto my lips when I noticed other guys checking her out. For some reason, I liked the fact that other guys found my girl hot. I’d never felt possessive over anyone in my life, but that little girl shaking her booty on the dance floor was my girl, and I loved the thought of it. The guys could look, as long as they didn’t touch because that would be a different story!
Ashton smiled as he watched Anna dance, sipping his drink too. “You sure you don’t want a proper drink?” Ashton asked, raising his shot glass up to me.