Page 24 of Bourbon Deceit
“Yeah and you went with it because you were bi-curious,” Pepper said, still laughing, maybe she was slightly drunk.
“Can you blame me? I mean, is it so bad to want to see how the other half lives?”
“We are living the high life, babe,” Francy said while kissing Tootse’s shoulder again. “Not having to deal with a horny man poking you in the middle of the night, begging you to just spread your legs a little so he can get a little pussy action is something I never have to deal with.”
“Yeah, you just wake up with a vibrator shoved between your legs,” Babs teased.
“And what a hell of a way to wake up.”
Kace’s phone beeped, interrupting their little conversation. I didn’t move, but waited for my cue to head up to the Bourbon Room. I needed to see Jett after the day I’d had with Miss Mary. I needed to relax and spend some time with the man who’s been clouding my mind.
When Kace looked down at his phone and then at Babs, my heart sank to the floor.
“Babs, you’re up,” he said, avoiding eye contact with me.
I watched as she nodded, gathered her mask, and took off for the back staircase. Putting on a smile, I took another shot, wiped my mouth with the back of my hand, and yawned. I needed to get out of this little pow wow because my emotions were about to get the best of me and if I didn’t leave quickly, I would soon become a blubbering idiot in front of everyone.
“Hell, I’m tired,” I said as I stood up and grabbed my mask. When I looked around, I saw everyone’s pity and the way they could see right through my tired act. I ignored them, said a quick good night, and headed upstairs.
I wanted to believe Babs was just going up there to talk to Jett but in the back of my mind, I still had the sinking feeling that I was sharing the man with everyone else. I’m not stupid, I knew the rules that were laid out for me when I signed my contract, but I would be lying if I said the truth didn’t hurt, because the fact that Jett could still call on another girl hurt like a motherfucker.
Once I got to my room, I stripped down and started a bath for myself. I just needed to relax and rid myself of the negative thoughts that were running through my mind.
I scalded my skin with the heated water and bubbles as I sank in deep and rested my head on a folded-up towel. I tried to let go of all the thoughts running through my head as I sank deep into the tub and let the water relax me.
I must have drifted off to sleep because next thing I knew, I was freezing cold, most of my bubbles were gone and the towel I was resting my head on was now soaking up the water in the tub. Switching over to the shower, I rinsed off and then dried my body. I quickly put on lotion and headed to my bed where I slipped under the covers, letting the decadent fabric caress my skin.
It had been a long day, and given the practice line up and lessons with Miss Mary I had scheduled, it was going to be another long day tomorrow.
* * *
I was in a dream land,where ponies talked and rainbows were for eating, when I was startled from my slumber by a dip in my bed. Going instantly into defense mode, I raised my arms in a karate-fight position and shouted, “One more move and your throat will be knife-handed.”
My hair fell in front of my face as I tried to catch a glimpse of the intruder. I was fucking ready to slice someone.
A warm hand reached out and pushed my hair behind my ear, which made me jolt back for a second, but then I saw the dark shadow of Jett Colby sitting on my bed and I relaxed. Even in the moonlight, he looked more handsome than ever. I didn’t think it was fair for a man to look so good, but he did, even in his casual clothes.
“Jett, what are you doing scaring the piss out of me?”
He cocked his head to the side and said, “Did you really think you could take someone out with those little hands of yours?”
“I’m tough!” I said, sticking my chin out.
A small smile spread across his face, very small, as he said, “You’re gorgeous.”
Well, melt my vagina right in half because he was a smooth talker.
“Thank you but what are you doing here?”
He shrugged his shoulders as he looked me in the eyes. “I wanted to make sure you were okay.”
“Why wouldn’t I be?” I asked, pulling up my covers so Jett’s heated gaze would tear away from my nearly exposed breasts.
Jett reached up and grabbed my chin with his thumb and forefinger then lightly stroked my bottom lip. “I have a lot going on,” he said, not answering my question. I just nodded in response, because I wasn’t quite sure of what to say. “If I don’t invite you up to the Bourbon Room, I don’t want you to think that I’m not thinking about you or that I don’t care about you. I just . . .” he ran his hand over his face and paused. I was seeing a side of Jett I’d only seen once before, when he asked me to stay with him in the Lafayette Club, and right now, he had the same desperate look on his face. Something must have been going on that I didn’t know about, because he looked distressed.
I placed my hand on his cheek and said, “I understand.”
“Do you?” he asked, as the moon reflected off the side of his face. Dark circles were visible under his eyes as he looked at me, and that was when I realized that Jett was not just the man who protected me, watched over me, and took care of me, but there was a whole other side of him that I was soon going to find out about, a side that made him the man he was today.
