Sweet Temptation (57 page)

Grabbing his keys, he passed them to her, “You drive. I’ll tell you where to go.”

Nodding, she jumped in, and started the truck. Nate hopped in. As they reversed out, he saw Joey at the back door on his phone. He had a feeling who was on the other end, but didn’t give a shit right now.

* * *

After Lizzy, Clint, and Seth left, Skylar collapsed on the couch. At least she held it together while they were there. Clint had picked up that something was wrong, but didn’t ask. She had asked Alex to grab all of Nate’s things from her room; she couldn’t bring herself to do it. Slowly standing, she bent over and grabbed his other presents from under the tree, placing them in a bag along with the pregnancy test in the box. She walked over to her bag and pulled out the ultrasound picture she got from the last visit.

Fighting back the tears, she placed it in the box with the test and dropped it in the bag. Maybe she should go away for a little while, stay at Chantal’s or Lizzy’s place. She wouldn’t be able to stay here, this close to Nate. She didn’t know what to do right now. Walking back into her room, she sat down on the end of the bed.

“How you feeling, Sky?” Dom walked in and sat beside her, rubbing her leg.

“I don’t know,” she whispered. They sat there in silence, for what felt like forever. Dom’s phone started ringing, breaking the silence. Reaching in his pocket he pulled it out and answered.

“Hello,” he said.

She couldn’t hear who was on the other end, only what he was saying. “When was that
?
” He frowned. “It’s a long story, I’ll fill you in.” He hung up, “I need to talk to Alex and Craig, you stay right here.” Skylar nodded. Dom left her on the bed, alone; something she was getting used to now.

* * *

Dom walked into the kitchen where Alex and Craig sat.

“How is she?” Craig asked.

“Not good,” Dom replied.

He slid on a chair beside Alex. “I got a phone call from Joey.” He rubbed his hand over his face; this wasn’t going to go well.

“What did he have to say?” Alex asked.

He sighed, “Nate was there.”

“How long ago was that? Is he still there?” Craig asked him.

“Apparently he was there for a good hour drinking shots, from what the bartender told him.”

Craig stood, “Well, we should go down there and sort this shit out with him,” he growled.

“It gets better,” Dom said.

Craig crossed his arms over his chest, waiting for him to go on.

“He left half an hour ago, with some girl.”

“What?” Alex said.

“Yeah, some new bartender Joey just hired last month, but he’s not keeping her on. She can’t handle the pressure, and especially after today,” he said.

“Where would he go? Maybe he knew the girl,” Alex said.

Dom snorted. “Nate knows a lot of girls, Alex. He has more fuck buddy girls than he has girls as friends. That’s just the way he is. As to where he would go, I have no idea. He could have gone anywhere.”

Craig walked into the kitchen, grabbed three beers and popped the tops off them, throwing them in the sink. He looked out the window and turned back around. He frowned as he faced the window again and noticed Nate’s truck out back. Heading back into the lounge as he took a swig of his beer, he passed the other two out.

“I know where he is,” Craig said with a smile.

Both Dom and Alex looked at him, waiting for his answer. As he pointed his head towards the kitchen he said, “He’s back home. The truck is parked out back, but no other car is there.”

“Well, what the hell are we waiting for then, let’s go,” Alex said as he stood and headed for the back door.

Dom and Craig followed. “Alex, I think you should stay here with Skylar. I don’t want her here by herself.”

He frowned. “Why do I miss out on all the fun?”

“I’m sure there will be plenty here,” Craig answered him with a smirk.

“Whatever, just make sure you give him one for me,” he said, walking towards Skylar’s room.

Slapping Dom on his back, Craig let out a deep sigh. “Let’s go. I really doubt there will be much talking, but if there is I’d love to know the reason for all this shit.”

“I’m with you on that,” Dom replied.

Both walking out, and towards Nate’s house. Craig was ready for anything. He would do anything for Skylar, she was his baby sister and no one hurts her in any bloody way.

* * *

Nate watched as Angela drove his truck. She did pretty well, he thought. He never let any female drive his truck, but at this moment he did. He put a lot of time and money into it. It was his pride and joy, his baby. As soon as he thought that, his mind went straight to Skylar. She was carrying his baby, goddamn it.

“Pull up in that driveway out back.” He pointed to his house. Angela nodded, doing what he asked. Once she parked, he got out and stumbled to her side. Shaking her head, she wrapped her arm around his waist, and walked to the back door. He showed her which key opens the door and waited, following her inside.

        “Do you want something to drink,” he asked, walking to his fridge.

“No. I’m sure you really don’t need anything else to drink either,” she laughed.

Leaning against the wall, he stared at her. “Well, what would you like to do then?”

“I could think of something,” she said.

“Yeah,” he replied.

Angela walked over towards him, swaying her hips and smiling seductively. Standing in front of him, she placed both her hands on his chest and rubbed up and down, slowly. Leaning forward, she whispered, “I think you have too many clothes on.” Undoing the buttons, she pushed the shirt off his shoulders and threw it across the room.

Pulling her shirt over her head, Nate ran his hand down her chest to play with her nipple through her bra, causing her to moan at the contact. Pushing against his chest, she shimmied out of her jeans, standing there in front of him in a red lace bra and thong.

“Where’s the bedroom?” she purred.

Not giving her an answer, he picked her up over his shoulder and walked down the hall towards it.

* * *

Dom pushed open the door and walked in. He could hear noises coming from Nate’s room. Looking around he noticed clothes thrown over the floor, and pointed, showing Craig. Shaking his head, he pointed down the hall. Craig nodded as they walked that way. The closer they got, the louder the noise. Pushing the door open, both Craig and Dom stood there, stunned. Some hot blond was riding him. Nate’s hands were on her hips, lifting her up and down on him.

“Well, you don’t take long at moving to the next girl, do ya?” Craig growled.

The girl screamed, covering her breasts.

“What are you doing, Nate?” Dom asked.

“What the hell does it look like to you? Get the fuck out of my house, now,” he grunted.

Dom walked over near the bed. “You need to get out,” Dom told the girl.

Frowning, she asked, “Excuse me, who the hell do you think you are?”

“You’ve got to the count of five to get out. I don’t hurt women, but I will throw you out if I have to,” Dom snarled at her.

Moving quickly off Nate, she grabbed what clothes she had in the room, and ran out. Seconds later they heard the door slam out back. Craig stood near the door, not moving. “So are you going to explain why the fuck you’re with that chick when you were with Skylar just this morning?” Craig held in his temper; he was only doing it for Skylar, but it was goddamn hard to do after seeing that.

Nate walked into the bathroom, cleaned up, and pulled on a pair of jeans. Walking out, he knew he wasn’t leaving his room, especially seeing the way Craig was standing near the door. He could take on Dom, but he was really unsure about Craig. “We broke up this morning,” he said.

“So, that’s all right to move on to the next victim, hours later?” Craig’s tempered flared.

“What do you care what I do?” Nate replied.

Craig walked closer to Nate. “I care, especially when you hurt Skylar. And you did a really good job of that already today.”

Dom stood and moved in between both of them. Shaking his head, Nate made a move towards the door, but Dom stopped him. “I don’t have to explain shit to you, Craig,” he said.

“You’re right. But you do to Skylar,” Dom said to him.

Clenching and unclenching his fists, Craig yelled, “I’m not even bothering to waste my time or breath on you; you don’t deserve it! I want all Skylar’s stuff that she has left here!”

Nate stomped over, reached for a bag, and threw in all he had in the room. As he walked to the door, Craig moved out of his way, and he went and grabbed the rest of it. Throwing the bag at Craig, he growled, “It’s all in there.”

“Good.” Craig walked to the door and held it open.

“I’ll let you know when you can grab your stuff.” He walked out, leaving Dom with him.

“So you’re on her side for this?” Nate asked.

“Did you really expect me to be on yours?” Dom looked stunned that he would ever think that.

“She’s pregnant.”

“I know. What’s the problem with that? You said you wanted to have a family with her.”

“I can’t do it. I’m not ready for a child in my life just yet.”

“Are you fucking crazy?” Dom yelled. “That’s wrong, Nate, and you know it.” Dom walked out and headed for the door.

“Why can’t anyone understand that I don’t want that child she is carrying?” he shouted, stomping after him.

“Whatever, I’ll let you know when you can come over and grab your stuff from her place. Probably in a couple of days would be best. I’ll talk to Craig and get him to get her out of the house for you.”

C
hapter 36

Skylar stayed in her room for six days. After what transpired on Christmas day between her and Nate, she couldn’t bring herself to do a thing. She slept, ate, and showered; that was it. She never left her room, for anything. As she woke up, she saw Alex sitting in a chair at the corner.

“Hello, sleepy head.” He smiled.

Skylar rolled onto her back and placed her hand over her belly. She had a small bump; it was obvious when she laid down, but when she stood, it just looked like she had a pudgy belly. Alex stood and moved to her side. “It’s time to get out of this room, baby. We have plans tonight.”

Skylar knew she had to; she couldn’t keep doing this to herself. She had someone else to think about now. “What are the plans?” she asked.

He smiled down at her. “Well, Craig and I have been invited to a New Year’s Eve party tonight at a friend’s place. I have four extra tickets, so you’re one and Jack, Dom and Chantal are the other three.”