Something for the Pain (Pain #2) (12 page)

I’M ZONING IN ON THE table that I’m cleaning, when I feel something bounce off the back of my head. I swear, sometimes Harley acts like such a two year old, and I’m just really not in the mood for it.

“I’m not cleaning that up.” I point out. “I’ve been busting my ass for the last hour. I’m ready to go.”

“Yeah, so leave it for the morning cleaner. Who gives a crap about a tiny beer cap?”

I hear the click of her heels as she walks around the bar to join me by the table I’m cleaning.

“Is Lucas picking you up tonight or do you want a ride?”

I toss my towel down and turn around to lean against the table. “Lucas is on his way to get me.”

We both look up when we hear Dax’s office door slam closed.

“I need to get the hell out of here before I lose my shit.” He looks around the empty bar. “Can you girls handle closing up while I go choke out my little brother? He’s in trouble again and this can’t wait.”

Harley gives him two thumbs up and I nod my head, not really wanting to deal with him or ask him about his troubled brother.

“Thanks.” He walks past us in a hurry. “I’ll see you in the morning, Harley.” He taps the doorframe before speaking again. “Enjoy your day off, Tripp. I’ll see you on Friday.”

I just look at him and nod my head.

“Alright,” he mumbles while rushing out the door.

“Why have you been so tense lately?” Harley questions, while looking me over. “Do you need to get laid or something? I don’t like it. This distance bullshit does not look good on you, sweets.”

I roll my eyes and toss my towel down beside me. “No. What? I don’t know.” I look up at her. “It’s complicated. Just never mind.”

Harley jumps up and takes a seat on the table I just finished cleaning. “Oh no . . . I don’t think so. Spill it.”

Feeling as if I will explode if I keep it in any longer, I decide to spill the details. Well some of them at least. “Alright . . .” I take a seat in one of the chairs and Harley reaches out and tugs my hair until I’m close enough for her to play with it.

“Lucas wants to watch me have sex with another man. There . . . that’s what’s up.”

I let out a small yelp as she yanks my head back and screams in my ear. “He actually said that?”

I pinch her thigh, letting her know to loosen her damn grip on my hair. “Yeah, but if you keep pulling my hair every time I spill the details, then you’re not going to hear much. Trust me.”

She lets go of my hair completely. “My bad. Sorry. I’ve been a little sexually frustrated since your party last week, and I refuse to call Ace and let him think that he has the upper hand.” She throws her arms up to show me that I’m safe from her grip. “Okay, so what’s the problem? I would love for a guy I was seeing to request that. You’re not really serious right now anyways, so do it.”

I run my hands over my face in frustration from the confusion that I’m still feeling over this. “It’s not that simple, Harley. There’s a lot on the line with this.”

“How?” She wraps her legs around me and squeezes. “Tell me!”

“Dammit, woman.” I squirm my way out of her ninja grip and jump to my feet. “I’m not getting close to you until you get out your damn frustration.”

“I’m sorry, but you’re pushing me by taking forever for the details. You know I’m not a patient woman, and mixed with an unhappy vagina I’m a bitch to deal with.”

I grab for my towel again and quickly start on the last dirty table. I just want to explode. “Because it’s with Alex. That’s why! Tell me that doesn’t mean something.”

“Oh . . . that means something alright.” She hops down from the table and starts following me around the room, eager for me to keep going. “Are you going to do it? What does Alex think? Does he want to?”

I stop and think back to my conversation with Alex last night. He made it clear that he wanted us to, but for a certain reason. I’m not sure if that can be the only reason for me.

“He said we should do it. He has his reasons for it and with it being Alex and how he is, I don’t blame him.” I walk to the back and dump the bucket of rags into the sink, with Harley following close behind. “But what if it feels too good?” I turn around to face her and place my hands behind me, gripping onto the sink. “What if I fall in love with Alex? That’s what I’m worried about. I’m just not sure if it’s worth one night of pleasure with him.”

Harley lifts an eyebrow and looks at me as if I’m stupid. “I’m sorry, but have you seen Alex? Have you seen those dimples or his sexy as sin body? The only reason I hold back is because you two are so close. I’m not so sure that I could say no if I had the opportunity thrown right at my face. Just saying. This might be your only chance to experience his body. Are you sure you can pass that up because you’re too scared? Just shut your feelings off and think with your pussy. Men do it. Why can’t we?”

Crap! She has a point, a few actually. Not to mention the fact that Alex wanting to show Lucas how to take care of me has me extremely curious of what he can do to my body. It’s been all I can think about all day.

Taking a long, deep breath, I turn off the lights, one by one, while making my way back to the front so we can lock up and get out of here.

“You’re right.” I agree. “They do, but Alex doesn’t when it comes to me. Otherwise he would have made a move a long time ago. Either that or he just doesn’t want me that way. I don’t know, but he did kiss me a few days ago. He was drunk though, so it probably didn’t mean anything.”

Turning off the last sign, Harley gives me a little shove toward the door, before she pushes it open and we both step outside. After locking the door, she turns to me right as Lucas is pulling up.

She looks at Lucas’ car before looking me in the eyes. “You know that people’s true feelings come out when they’re drunk, right? Look at me when I get drunk. It’s the only time I will admit to being vulnerable. Alex wants your body just as bad as you want his. When a sexy man and woman are best friends, they’re bound to have sex at least once just for the pleasure of it. I say fuck it and do it. Do it good!”

I laugh at her and suddenly I don’t feel as on edge about it all. “We’ll see,” I say with a smirk. “I might or might not tell you the details.”

“Yeah . . . you better.”

Lucas honks his horn and yells something out his window, but Harley just gives him the middle finger and smiles at him. “I guess I should let you go so you can make plans to fuck your best friend. Eeek!” She squeals. “Have fun for me, and I mean it.”

“Bye, Harley,” I say stiffly. “I’ll call you tomorrow.”

I stand and watch her get in her car, before I hop into Lucas’. I hate it when the waitresses are the last ones out at night. Dax really should make one of the men stick around, even when it isn’t very busy. I’m going to have to talk to him about that before Alex does.

As soon as I shut the door behind me, Lucas reaches over and grips my thigh. “Have you thought more about it, baby? Alex has already agreed, but I knew he would. He’d be stupid not to.”

I feel my heart beat out of my chest as I allow the words to come out. “I’m in.” I can’t believe I’m saying this.

Lucas squeezes my thigh, before reaching over and pulling me in for a kiss. “Yes, baby, that makes me happy. I promise you that this will be the most arousing thing you will ever experience. Fucking your best friend while your boyfriend watches, and knowing that it’s perfectly okay. Fuck . . . me.” He growls and then shifts the car into drive. “I promise that you won’t regret this.”

Please let that be true . . .

TRIPP SHOULD BE HOME ANY minute and I’ve been sitting here with a hard-on all damn day, just thinking about being inside her. I’m throwing all my fears aside for one fucking night and giving her everything that I have been secretly dying to for years.

This one night could ruin everything that we’ve built over the last thirteen years. I’m well aware that it could kill us, but I can’t fight the urge to have her anymore . . . not with the opportunity at the tip of my fingers and the desire burning so deep that I can barely breathe. I may just be the biggest idiot for agreeing to this, but Tripp deserves every bit of what I’m about to give her.

I look up with my jaw tensed when I hear Lucas’ car pull into the garage. This is it. It’s finally about to happen. I’m going to go at this as if Lucas doesn’t even fucking exist, and I’m going to ease her into it as soon as she walks through that door.

If this is the only night that I’m going to get with her then she’s going to get the full experience of what it would be like to be mine. Too bad for Lucas. What he has given her won’t even compare after this.

Not bothering to hide my erection, I stand to my feet and walk toward the door as soon as I see Tripp push it open.

Looking down at the ground, she doesn’t even notice me until my hands are cupping her face with my lips brushing against her.

Her eyes meet mine and she swallows. “Alex . . .”

“Tripp . . .”

Grabbing her thighs, I pick her up and kiss her, causing her to moan out against my lips. Her body is shaking in my arms, her heart beating so fast that it’s becoming hard for her to breathe. I place my hand to her chest when I hear her struggling.

I can see Lucas from the corner of my eye, watching us, but I work my tongue with Tripp’s, doing my best to block his ass out and focus on making Tripp feel completely fucking taken care of.

“Damn . . .” Lucas moans out, as I shift my hands to cup her ass and begin walking her upstairs to my bedroom, keeping my mouth locked with hers the whole way. “You’re ready. Well shit . . . so am I.”

I’ve been ready for way fucking longer than you can imagine, asshole, and you’re about to get the show of your life.

Kicking my door open, I tangle both of my hands into the back of Tripp’s hair and pull back until her eyes meet mine. “Are you ready, Firecracker?” I whisper.

She nods her head and tightens her grip around my neck. “Yes . . . I don’t know.” She sucks in a deep breath and buries her face into my neck. Her heavy breath on my neck causes my grip on her hair to tighten and for my already hard cock to somehow harden even more. “Yes, Alex. Make love to me.”

Her words cause a surge of heat to shoot through my fucking body and my heart to beat erratically in my chest. I’ve been waiting to hear those four little words for what feels like a fucking lifetime, and they feel just as good as I imagined. Lucas definitely doesn’t exist anymore.