Love Me? The Trust Me? Trilogy (11 page)

"Hey, what are you wearing?" I giggle to myself.

Sarah laughs at me. "Hey, Jen Pen. I love you and all, and we're best friends, but I think that's crossing the friendship line when you ask your best friend what she's wearing in that seductive voice."

Oh
crap
! How embarrassing. "Sorry, Sez, I thought you were Aiden."

"Yeah, figured as much. So you're completely free on a Saturday night. I'm coming 'round, and we're going out, and I'm not taking no for an answer."

I exhale. I can't be bothered going out. I'd rather sit here, drink my wine, and wait for his call, but I know what Sarah's like. She'll drag me by my hair if she has to. "Come on over, but I'm not having a big night, just a couple of drinks with my bestie."

"Okay, Nana, get ready, and I'll see you in an hour." She hangs up the phone before I can answer.

I exhale and make my way to the bedroom to get ready. An hour later, my cell rings, and I make my way down to the parking garage. The elevator doors open, and Sarah and Chris are standing there looking glamorous.

"Hey, you guys look great."

"So do you. Now let's go," Sarah says reaching into the elevator and pulls me by my arm, dragging me along with her. I giggle as she almost runs to Chris' car.

We pull up at some fancy looking club. Chris lets us out of the car and drives off.

"He's not coming with us?"

"Yeah, he'll be here later. He's catching up with some douche bags from work or something. I don't care. Let's drink."

"Can I see some ID, ladies?" the big burley bouncer asks.

Are you kidding me?
"We're both twenty-six?"

Sarah laughs and pulls out her ID. "Jeni, if he thinks we look too young to get in, isn't that a good thing?" she asks while the bouncer looks at her photo ID and then nods. She goes to walk inside as I take out my ID and show the bouncer. He nods, and I walk in behind Sarah.

The music is blaringly loud, and the lights are flashing randomly. I put my cell down inside my bra so I can feel it when Aiden calls or texts. I haven't heard from him all day, so I don't want to miss his call. Sarah takes me by the hand and heads straight to the bar. We sit on two empty stools and the bartender comes over.

"What can I get you, ladies?" he asks, eyeing Sarah.

"Cocktails!" Sarah squeals, making me laugh. "Two Pina Coladas please."

The bartender takes our money and walks off to make our drinks.

"So when does Aiden come back?"

"On Monday, so two more days."

The bartender comes back with our drinks. They have a slice of pineapple and a vibrant umbrella poking out from the top. I take a sip through my straw; it is, of course, delicious. One thing about Sarah is she knows good alcohol. My phone vibrates, and I pull it from my top to read the message.

Hi, baby, today is dragging, and I'm counting the minutes until I can see you again. My weekend is being filled with business; I hope at least you're doing something fun with your Saturday night. Love you xoxo

I smile at his text and hit
Reply
.

Hey, babe, I can't wait to see you again. I miss you so much. I'm out with Sarah at some fancy club and she's force-feeding me cocktails. I'm sure any minute now I'll be dragged onto the dance floor. Wish you were here. Love you xoxo

I hit
Send
and drink the last of my cocktail.

"C'mon, Jeni, it's dance time," Sarah calls out to me.

Normally, it takes a lot to get me onto the dance floor, but with the two cocktails and wine at home previously, I'm feeling game. She takes my hand and leads me out into the middle of the dance floor, among all the dancing drunkards. We move along to the music, and we're having a ball when I notice a guy eyeing Sarah. I smirk observing him making his way over to us. He starts to dance next to her, and she's oblivious. I smile watching the scene unfold. She has her hands up in the air and is dancing without a care when he makes his move. He leans into her side and wraps his arm around her waist. She looks at him and removes his arm, waving her finger and tutting at him. He frowns, and she looks at me. I can't help but laugh, which I think encourages the guy. He moves to her side again and starts to gyrate his groin into her leg. I burst into hysterics as Sarah looks at him, horrified. She quickly takes my hand and leads me back to the bar, away from her drunken admirer.

"Thanks for that, Jeni. It's nice to know you'll help a sister out when some pervert is dry humping my leg." She laughs.

We order another cocktail or six, and by this time, I'm feeling quite happy. My vision is starting to blur, and I feel unsteady on my feet. I feel good, great in fact. I feel my cell vibrate again.

I wish I was there too. As for Sarah force-feeding you cocktails, just remember I'm not there to hold your hair when you puke. So try not to drink too much okay, baby. xoxo

I hit
Reply
.

Im NoT eveen that badLy drunkennesss so dont worrys. But I wuv u nd I cannt w8 to see u.

I hit
Send
without looking and put the phone back in my bra.

"Is that Aiden?"

I nod. "Yeah, I miss him so much." I must be drunk because I can't believe I'm about to tell her this. "
We had phone sex on FaceTime
," I yell just as the music finishes. Everyone stops and looks at me. Sarah cracks up into hysterics, and everyone in the room then cheers. I put my head in my hands when the music starts up again.
Fuck
! How embarrassing.

"Chris and I sometimes have phone sex."

I look at her, feeling confused. "But you live together."

"Yeah, whenever Chris goes to the shops for groceries, I like to call him, and I'll have a one-sided phone sex conversation with him. It's great because it gets me off in more ways than one. One is the obvious way, and two, it makes me happy that he's in the middle of a supermarket and I'm on the other end talking dirty to him. I know he can't say anything while he's there, so it drives him crazy. Then he comes home from the shops all worked up, and we have the best sex ever."

I laugh at her. "Are you kidding?"

"No, I'm serious. He loves it. He's such a pervert."

"Guess that brings new meaning to the phrase 'clean up in aisle four.'" We both break into fits of laughter, causing our normal hiccups and snorts to surface.

"
Sarah, more dancing,
" I yell at her while she downs the last of her cocktail. We make our way back to the dance floor, and I'm swaying to the music as Sarah is jumping around with her hands in the air and her eyes closed. I notice a blond god walking toward us. My vision is blurry, but I think I know who he is. He comes up behind Sarah and moves his hands around to her front, grabbing her tits. I laugh as Sarah smacks at his hands and turns around quickly to see who her drunken admirer is. Chris laughs when she tries to punch him in the arm but misses, causing her to stumble forward. He catches her as she realizes it's him.

"You're an asshole, you asshole!'

"Yeah, but I'm your asshole."

I don't know if that's sweet or just gross.

Sarah leans up and kisses Chris softly. They start to slow dance together to the really loud and fast music. It makes me think of Aiden and how much I miss him. I take out my cell to message Aiden, but I see there is a reply from him.

Baby, I don't want to be controlling but please don't have anything else to drink. I'm not there to help you, and I'm worried about you. If you don't stop drinking, I'll have to catch an early plane so I can look after you. I love you. xoxo

I squint trying to read the message through my blurry eyes. So you say I can't have another drink? Well, watch this! I stumble my way up to the bar. The bartender looks at me whilst trying my best to pretend I'm not drunk.

"What would you like?"

"Another Pina-
hiccup
-Colada thanks." He makes my drink. I pick it up and walk toward the dance floor. I pick my straw out and throw it over my shoulder.

"Hey, watch it!" I hear someone call out. I giggle and keep walking. I down my drink as fast as I can.
There, that will show you, Aiden.
I hand my empty glass to some random guy, and he looks at me strangely then I walk onto the dance floor to find Sarah and Chris. I know I'm stumbling slightly, but I don't care. I'm having fun. I walk up behind Sarah and wrap my arms around her and Chris, resting my head on her shoulder. I can hear her giggling while Chris smiles at me.

"Hey, Jeni."

"Hey, Chris."

I realize I haven't messaged Aiden back. I let go of a swaying Sarah and Chris and take out my phone.

Babay im noT eveen drinkies anymoore3. Nope need to worries but I do mwiss yo.

I hit
Send
but don't check my messages before I send it. I go to put it away, and it vibrates almost instantly. I giggle and hiccup as I squint to read the message.

That's it! I'm getting on the next plane. See you soon.

My eyes open wide at the message, and then I squint to read it again.
Fuck
! He can't be serious, can he? He's not actually coming home because I'm a little wasted? He sounds angry.

Fuck!

Shit!

Crap!

I look at Sarah and Chris, and they're oblivious to that fact that Aiden's coming home. Alistair will be so pissed with me that he's coming home early from a business trip because I can't handle my liquor. I start to feel the tears welling in my eyes as I stumble on the spot. I don't know what to do. Suddenly a pair of hands comes around from behind, resting on my tits and then squeezing them. My breasts are kind of tender at the moment; I must be getting my period soon. I stand there in shock that someone is manhandling me. I turn around and slap the guy across the face.

"
Fuck
off; I'm spoken for— Aiden?" I almost cry when I see it's him.

He rubs his cheek where I slapped him. A wicked grin appears on his face.

"Oh my god, what are you doing here?" I blurt out in my drunken emotional state. I can't hold back my tears.

"I missed you too." He pulls me to him. "I thought I'd trick you and tell you I was coming back later than I actually was. That's why I haven't talked to you today because I was on a flight home. After Chris dropped you girls here, he came to the airport and picked me up. I wanted to surprise you. So, surprise!"

"Wait ... so Sarah and Chris both knew you were coming home today?" I ask as they make their way over to us.

Aiden nods and Chris chuckles at my expense.

I lean into him and hug him tightly, suddenly feeling very sober.

"God, I missed you."

"I missed you too. Now stop with the tears and kiss me."

I lean up on my toes and kiss him with all the passion I can muster.

We stay and dance for another couple of hours until he can hardly keep his eyes open, and we make our way back to our apartment, where we spend the night making love. The next day is spent in full recovery mode from my gigantic hangover.

Chapter 7

I
lean in and kiss him gently, my head still slightly hurting from Saturday night. He exhales and rolls onto his back and I nuzzle my head into his chest.

"Why do we have to go to work?"

"We don't," I say cheekily.

"Oh, and what should we do instead?"

"How about this?" I slowly kiss his neck; he swallows a lump in his throat and exhales slightly.

"Yes, loving that."

"And, what about this?" I move my hand down his chiseled abdomen to his manhood, gently stroking its hard length.

He clears his throat. "Mmm, oh yes."

Turning on his side facing me, I continue to play with him. He moves in, kisses me, and places his hand down
there,
gently caressing me. Suddenly, his fingers are inside me. I roll onto my back in pleasure while he continues to deepen the kiss and moves in and out of me with his fingers. He cups my clitoris with his palm as he enters me. I moan with pleasure then the heat rises, as quickly as he started ... he stops. He kisses me on the forehead and gets up out of bed, leaving me panting and wanting more.

I throw a pillow at him as he makes his way to the closet.

"Tease," I call out.

"Payback's a bitch, isn't it?"

I huff. I lay there dissatisfied and completely and utterly aroused. "You're mean."

He walks out of the closet, holding a suit for himself and a skirt and top for me.

"Like I said, payback." He raises his eyebrows.

"Now
I'm
going to be turned on all day."

He pulls me up from the bed.

"Now you'll know what its like." A giant satisfied smile spreads over his face; I punch him in the arm and get dressed.

We have our usual toast and coffee breakfast and head down to the parking garage, greeting Mike, who is waiting.

"Morning, Miss Taylor, Mr. O'Connell." Mike opens the door, Aiden and I scoot in. I sit next to him, feeling extra clingy as I cuddle into his side. He wraps his arm around me, pulling me tightly nuzzling into my hair.

We arrive at work and make our way up the stairs, through the sliding doors, and into the main foyer.

"Happy Valentine's Day, Mr. O'Connell," Josie calls out from behind the desk.

"Thank you, Josie."

We reach the elevators, the doors open, and we step in. I fidget the whole way up. He stares at me with a crooked smile.

"It's almost painful, isn't it?"

I look at him, my brow creased in confusion.

"Being turned on and not being able to do anything about it. It's painful."

"Yes, it is!" I give him the evil eye.

The doors open, and Brielle is sitting at her desk. Alistair walks out and spots Aiden.

"Good, you're
finally
here."

"Father, we're not even late."

"Details, details. The Tokyo manager is coming in today to talk about the last phase of our acquisition. We need to get this
shit
organized." Alistair walks toward him, taking him by the arm and walks back to his office. Aiden looks back at me and winks.

I walk to my desk and turn on my computer. I shuffle in my seat, feeling very uncomfortable, almost unbearably so. I think I may have to relieve myself if this feeling doesn't calm down.