A/N: My wonderful cuties - I wasn't planning on posting more of my book until Monday. This chapter is a bit…intense (in my opinion anyway LOL) and I was worried to post it. BUT thanks to a few of you (and you know who you are ;) ) I decided to post ahead of schedule. So thank you to all who are still reading and all who are leaving me those wonderful, wonderful comments. I cannot thank you enough! Also, big thanks to MsCarlene for providing me with the picture of Miss Raelynn! XD
I slam my hands against the steering wheel as soon as my car comes to rest in my apartment parking lot. Why the hell had I said that? It was bad enough I was acting like a complete ass hole. But then to throw Jessie under the bus?
That was just so not my style. I turn off my car and start making the short walk up to my third floor apartment. But I come to a halt on the last stair when I see a familiar redheaded beauty leaning against my door, clearly waiting for me.
I frown as I approach and her green eyes sparkle back at me.
She smiles and a deep blush ignites into her freckled cheeks.
"Hey there, Hunter," she drawls out slowly.
I can hear the effects of alcohol in her voice and as I get closer, I can smell it against her clothes as well. She sways into me as I unlock my door and even though I'm curious as hell how she got here, the last thing I need is for my neighbors to see this and think I'm some kind of man-whore.
I lead Raelynn into my living room and sit her down on my black leather couch. I scratch my head with the end of my key and watch as her drunken gaze stares hungrily back to me. I tell her to stay put as I go and get her a drink of cold water from the fridge. When I tell her to drink it she gives me a feisty look.
"What happens if I don't drink it?" she asks with a slight slur.
"You'll end up puking all over my new furniture and I'm afraid I'll be one unhappy guy."
She snorts at my rebuttal and takes a few small sips. Her eyes never leave my face though. I sigh and take a seat next to her. I turn on the TV and see that it's already going on two in the morning. For the first time in almost three weeks, the last few hours seemed to fly by.
I wait until Raelynn finishes half her glass of water before asking her questions.
"Why are you here?"
"To see you, silly," Raelynn responds with a hiccup.
She obviously doesn't take rejection well.
"And how did you know where to find me?"
Raelynn sets her glass of water on the floor and shrugs. "I just told your co-worker that I was your friend and that I needed to crash at your place for the night. But obviously I was too drunk to drive so I asked if he'd give me a ride to your place. So he did."
"Hmm. And which co-worker was this?"
Raelynn gives me an offended look. I can tell she's pissed I'm not more excited that she bombarded my evening with her drunken presence.
"I dunno. Older guy with a beer belly and a big beard," she says waving her hand in a dismissive manner.
Well, it looks like I'd be having a talk with him tomorrow. I'm sure he meant no harm by it. For all I know, he probably saw a willing and drunken beauty and thought he was doing me a favor by dropping her at my doorstep. Now I just need to sober her up a bit before I drive her home. The last thing I want is to have her crashing on my couch for the night.
"So…," Raelynn says and shifts her body closer to mine. "Since you're not kicking me out, does that mean we get to have a little fun?"
My body freezes when Raelynn reaches for the hem of her summer dress and tugs the entire thing over her head. Her creamy bare skin stares back at me, with just a tiny hot pink bra and panties covering her body. My face flushes at the sight, and I immediately look away as I reach my hand to the floor to grab for her sundress.
"No, Raelynn - listen," I say.
But my statement is silenced when Raelynn's lips mash against mine and her tiny leg flings over my body until she's straddling me. Her arms move around my neck and her hips start wiggling against my flaccid dick. Normally a hot girl throwing herself at me would be a huge turn-on. But all I can think about is how her lips aren't as voluptuous as Jessie's, how her scent isn't as sweet as Jessie's….
Everything about this just feels so wrong.
Raelynn's tongue shoves its way into my mouth, and I cringe when the combination of stale beer and cigarette smoke flicks against my taste buds. I don't even realize I'm kissing her back until my hands come to rest on her thin hips. A small moan emits from her throat and that's enough to bring me back to my senses.
Whether Jessie wants me or not, I don't care. This isn't the way I want to get over her. I firmly shove Raelynn away from my body and tell her to stop. She frowns at my reaction, a look of confusion sweeping across her face.
Knock, knock, knock.
My head jerks up when I hear someone at my door but I'm more than thankful for the interruption. Any excuse to get away from Raelynn at this point, I'll gladly take it. I sigh and stand from my couch, slightly frustrated for not being able to get an erection. It's not like I wanted to have sex with Raelynn or anything.
But the fact my dick won't get hard for anyone but Jessie puts me at a slight disadvantage.
I run a frustrated hand through my hair and tug open my door. A gust of ocean air greets my face and my heart starts drumming wildly in my chest when Jessie's hazel eyes stare up at me. My jaw drops slightly at seeing her and a small smile tugs on her lips.
"W-what are you…" I begin to ask but Jessie shakes her head to stop me.
"I had to come see you," Jessie says quietly and bites her lip.
That damn beautiful lip that I wish I could have all to myself. My eyes focus in on her lean curves, her tanned skin, and then up to her perky breasts. I force my gaze back to her face and notice the dark bags under her eyes for the first time.
"Have you not been sleeping well?" I ask before I can stop myself.
Jessie frowns and then blushes. She breaks our eye contact and gives me a sheepish grin.
"Not really…but that's not why I came over."
She takes a deep breath and closes her eyes a moment. My stomach tightens when she licks her lips and closes the short distance between us. Her soft touch finds my arm and her fingers leave a burning trail wherever they touch.
"Hunter," Jessie whispers to me softly. "I….I miss you."
The honesty in her voice makes me want to crumble to the ground and beg her to be mine forever. Jessie leans into me, her lips just a breath away. I can't stop my hands as they move around her waist and I begin to pull her body against mine.
"And over these past few weeks," Jessie murmurs, "I've come to realize that - "
"Hunter? Are you coming back or not?!"
I've been so side-tracked by Jessie that I forgot Raelynn was still here. Immediately Jessie pulls away from me, her head jerking to the side as she peers into my living room. Her eyes widen when they land on the practically naked redhead standing in my apartment.
Her soft features scrunch together in disgust and when she looks to me for explanation, I can actually see her emotions changing by the second. A mist of tears begins to form in her eyes and I latch onto her wrist before she tries to run away.
"It's - it's not what it looks like," I say weakly.
Jessie shakes her head and I can feel her small hand begin to shake. I know I should let her go. But if I do I probably won't ever see her again. My grip tightens on her arm and I pull her body into my chest. She fights against my hold but I can't seem to stop.
I lift her body from the ground and take her into my apartment, kicking the door closed behind me.
"Hunter," Jessie says squirming in my arms. "Stop. Let me down!"
I ignore her comments and my hold on her tightens even more. A very perplexed Raelynn stares back at me.
"Get your clothes and get out," I snarl at her.
Raelynn puts her hands on her hips, narrowing her eyes on me like I'm the biggest asshole ever.
"NOW!" I shout.
My harsh voice moves her into action and she scrambles to put her sundress back over her head. She mumbles a few choice words at me before giving Jessie a deathly glare. She pauses just before leaving, her head turning in my direction. Her drunken green eyes seem to have sobered within minutes. But instead of saying something important, Raelynn just tells me to fuck off, opens the door and slams it shut behind her.
"You - you can't just expect me to stay here," Jessie says still squirming in my arms, "after you just got done having sex w-with that g-girl."
Her voice cracks and I move her into my bedroom before setting her on the ground. I close the door and block the door frame just in case she tries to leave.
"I didn't sleep with her, Jessie," I reassure her in a steady voice. "She came here unannounced and threw herself at me."
And I couldn't even get hard for her because she wasn't you.
Jessie shakes her head, backing away from me as if I'm filled with poison. I shouldn't have forced her in here. What the hell was I thinking? I was an asshole to her at the hospital. And then when she goes out of her way to visit me, what does she see? A naked Raelynn strutting around my living room.
Jessie crosses her arms over her chest, refusing to make eye contact with me. Having her within arm's reach has my mind spinning in all directions. It's like I'm sick with love or something. My feet move towards her of their own accord, and when I'm just inches away from her I pull her body into mine.
The warmth of her skin sends shivers down my spine and despite her attempt to pull away, I can't seem to let go. I don't want her to leave me. I don't want her to run away again…back to my brother. And as pathetic as it sounds, if forcing her to stay is how I have to do this, that's what I'm going to do. Jessie struggles out of my hold and when I refuse to let her go, her body freezes in my arms.
"Hunter," she says slowly, "let me go."
I bring my nose down to her face and nuzzle her cheek. Her natural, sweet scent excites my every nerve and I can already feel myself getting hard for her. I press a soft kiss against her cheek and as soon as I do, her struggling picks up again.
"Hunter, you need to stop," Jessie says and there's a touch of panic in her voice. "I'm dating your brother. I - I can't do this to him."
I sigh, doing my best to control my emotions.
"I understand, Jessie," I say in rebuttal. "But I can't just watch you walk away. I made that mistake once already…..and I won't make it again."
Her frightened eyes look up at me but hidden behind her fear are waves of desire. My stomach tightens and I watch as she bites her lip. I smile and lean close until my lips brush against her ear.
"What'd I tell you about biting that lip of yours?"
"That…that it puts ideas in a guy's head," Jessie whispers in response, revisiting the conversation we had on the beach so many weeks ago.
"Mhmmm that's right," I say huskily. "And what happens when I get an idea in my head?"
I press my lips against Jessie's ear lobe, tracing a trail of kisses down the base of her neck. Her body surrenders to my touch and when I feel her relax, I scoop her into my arms and carry her to my bed. I settle on top of her, bringing my fingers up to caress her soft cheek.
She shivers at my touch. "It's h-hard for you to let it go…?" she asks weakly.
I give her a wicked grin as my fingers move down to the hem of her shirt. Her creamy skin greets my fingertips and I suck in a lust-filled breath. I place a soft kiss against her decadent lips.
"Precisely, Jessie," I whisper and press my erection into her hips. "Precisely."