Sweet Temptation (14 page)

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Nate had just finished the last car for today and was heading inside to wash his hands.

Drying off, he grabbed a beer from the fridge and stood at the window.

“Hey man, doing anything tonight?” Dom came in and sat at the table.

Nate turned around from where he was. “Joey just rang. He said there’s a party tonight, some costume party that one of his friends is throwing at his bar. It starts at eight and he’s holding two tickets for us at the door, if we want to go. It’s invite only, so if we go we have to show them or we don’t get in,” Nate told him.

“Well, you won’t have to worry about seeing Skylar there. She doesn’t finish until ten.”

“How the hell do you know what time she finishes?” he growled.

“She told me this morning when I helped her carry some boxes to her car,” he grinned at him.

“Why did she have boxes?”

“She had stuff to take to her friend’s shop.” Dom smiled thinking about what she had told him this morning. Skylar got him with a good one.

“What’s so funny?” Nate frowned at him.

“Nothing,” changing the subject he got up and went over to his jacket. “I got something for you,” reaching into his pocket he pulled out the photo he took of Skylar wearing the black nightie. Walking over he placed it face down in front of Nate.

“What is that?” he asked.

“I got it the other day from Skylar’s house.” Dom watched Nate flip the photo over.

He stared at it and swallowed, “How the hell did you get this, Dom?” Nate stood up, his fists clenched at his side ready to knock him out. Why did he have a picture of Skylar in lingerie? Fuck, black lace was his undoing, and it made him too damn weak. She was wearing a long black lace nightie, with spaghetti straps, the slit went right up to her hip showing just enough skin. Although it was a front view shoot, you could see straight through it. Jesus Christ, what the hell was he going to do now?

“I went over there the other day to see if she was all right and to see Chantal. I ran into Craig there as well and he invited me in and said the girls were in the room. I followed him in, and lost my breath. Both of them were standing there, wearing that kind of stuff. Skylar asked me for my opinion, I gave it to her and she left, that’s it. I would never cross that line with you, Nate. I know she’s yours. I grabbed the photo when they were finished and decided to give it to you.”

Nate was going to talk to her if it was the last thing he did. “Okay, we’ll go tonight and after we come back, I’ll go over and see her.”

“It’s about time, Nate.” Dom smiled.

He wasn’t going to take no for an answer this time, she would listen to what he had to say to her.

* * *

Skylar left Stacy’s shop once her work was done. She was so excited about tonight. She was finally going out, and being herself. Once she got home, grabbing the remaining items she needed, she locked the front door, and snuck out the back. She jumped in her car and drove to Chantal’s place. Craig would be home around 9pm, she wouldn’t be there, she’d be at the bar by then.

              Fifteen minutes later, she pulled up in Chantal’s driveway and walked into her house.

“You’re early,” she said.

“I told you I would be here. I wouldn’t miss it,” Skylar said.

Chantal offered her a beer, and she took a sip. Craig was staying at her place while his was getting fixed up. If he had known that Chantal and her were going to this costume party tonight, he would stop them both from going, as it wasn’t their kind of party. Grabbing their beer they went to Chantal’s room. Once in there, Chantal didn’t go for her bag, she went straight for her closet, “Tonight’s a costume party, so you need to liven up tonight,” Chantal said.

“What do you mean?” she asked.

“You need to loosen up, babe. All you have been thinking about is what happened last year and I know it’s hard, but you need to let go now and have fun. Having Craig there isn’t helping at all.” Looking out of her closet, she continued “Who do you think will rock up tonight when Craig finds out you’re not home? And when there, what do you want them to see, someone that always looks the same or someone taking their own life back?”

Skylar wanted her old life back, she was sick of hiding. Chantal pulled several hangers from her closet and turned back to her, “Try these on.” She tossed the clothes on the bed and went back into her closet.

Skylar looked at what she had thrown down. There was a black, red and blue pleated skirt which was really short, meaning to the top of her thighs—if she wore stockings, would show the top lace a bit. The top was a white blouse with a tight fit which she had ordered; it was one of her favourite ones. For one night, she was going to let go. If Nate by any chance was going to come looking for her, she’d make sure he would find the real her this time. “Do you have black boots, Chan?” Skylar called out.

She popped her head out with a twinkle in her eyes. “I have thick or thin heels, or flat boots. Which ones do you want, girl?”

“I’ll have the fuck me boots,” she said.

“Stockings?” Chantal asked.

Skylar nodded her head. “Fishnet.”

Chantal whistled, “Things are going to get interesting tonight.”

* * *

After Nate jumped out of the shower, he wrapped a towel around his waist and walked out to the kitchen to grab a beer. It was only 7:30 p.m. and the party didn’t start for another half hour, but he and Dom weren’t arriving until 9:00, once it was in full swing. He always arrived later than the time anything started.

Nate had planned out what he was doing tonight; he would go to the party for an hour or so and then go to Skylar’s and have a chat with her. He wanted to apologize to her for what he did. After the fight they had, and seeing her with Craig, he thought she had moved on and didn’t want him at all. The way Skylar acted showed that she wanted him from the beginning, responding to him in every way, but then backed out at the last minute. It was damn confusing. The pizzas they ordered arrived and they sat down to eat.

During dinner his brother rang to see what he was up to. “Hey bro, what’s been happening?”

“Not much, seeing what you’re doing tonight,” his brother asked.

“Dom and I are going to Joey’s for this costume party tonight, what about you?”

“The in-laws are over for dinner. Just thought I’d check in with you. Have fun tonight and don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.” His brother laughed.

“Well that’s not much, bro. But I’ll try. Have a good one.”

              Nate hung up his phone and went and got dressed. He pulled on his leather pants, grabbed his shirt and threw it over the couch, ready for when they walked out. They were soon leaving. Grabbing his wallet and keys, he placed them near the door and walked back to grab another beer when Craig burst through his door.

“Hey, Craig. What’s up?” he heard Dom say to him.

Craig was out of breath, sounding like he had been running. “Is she here, Dom?” Craig asked.

“Who?” Dom said with a frown.

“Skylar. She’s not at home, everything is turned off, and her car is gone.”

Nate walked in then. “I thought she was working late tonight?” he said.

“She rang and told me she was finishing around eight and then she was coming home. I had a feeling that something was up so I finished early myself. When I got home I looked around and… nothing. I called Stacy and she said that she left around six. I’ve tried her phone and Chantal’s, but no answer.”

“Where would she go? Does she know anyone else around here?” Nate asked, reaching for his phone.

“She only knows you two, me and Chantal, that I know of. I hope she is all right.” Craig was really starting to get worried. She had always answered her phone.

Nate’s phone started to ring, looking at the name on the screen. “Joey. What’s up?”

“When are you two coming down this way?” Joey asked.

“Why, does Pete need help at the door again?” he said, smiling and looking over at Dom, who rolled his eyes.

“No, that’s not what I’m ringing for, Nate
.
”

“Well, what is it then, Joey? Spit it out.”

“Well, you know about this party tonight, and you know how the boys get when there is fresh meat around. They just can’t help themselves.”

“Yeah, I know how they act, man. They take what they want and don’t give a shit what the girl says.” Nate had no clue why Joey was saying this to him. He knew what they were like.

“There is definitely fresh meat tonight, and the two they’re interested in right now are Skylar and Chantal, although they have no idea what is going on right now, so I think you two need to get down here quick,” Joey said.

Nate felt sick in his gut, “We’re on our way, keep an eye on them
.
”

“Will do, but hurry the fuck up man. I can’t take them all on.” Joey hung up.

Nate grabbed his shirt and threw it on, grabbing his wallet and keys next.

Craig grabbed his arm, “What the hell is going on, Nate?”

“Skylar and Chantal are at the party at Joey’s, and the boys are closing in on them, we have to get down there
now
.”

“
Fuck
,” Dom said.

Both Craig and Dom followed Nate to his truck. Dom jumped in with him and Craig jumped into his and they sped off towards the pub. Chantal should know better than to go to a costume party at Joey’s, it was like throwing meat into a lion’s den, first in, best dressed. God, he hoped nothing was going to happen before they got there. Screeching into the parking lot, all three jumped out of their trucks and made their way to the entrance, jerked the door open and stepped into the loud atmosphere. He only had taken a couple of steps when he came to a full, hard stop. And he just stared. He heard both Craig and Dom curse beside him, but all he saw was Skylar.

She was dressed as a naughty school girl. She had curled her hair and it flowed around her face and down her back. Her arms were hooked around Chantal as they danced on the dance floor together. Both of them laughing, swaying seductively as the men around tried to dance with them. Skylar tossed her head, shaking her hips, and he felt something tighten around his balls. He ran his eyes over her outfit and hoped she was wearing panties under that skirt.