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My fingertips trail Mattie’s lower back. “Yeah, maybe. One thing’s for sure, this environment is loud and fun.” The DJ has turned up the music; “Freek-A-Leek” by Petey Pablo is playing. Women start to jump up and down when they realize what song it is and leave their seats to find a spot on the dance floor.
Mattie’s hand is in mine, and I give it a tug, pointing toward the couples already dancing. “Let’s go dance.”
He lets me lead him, his palm on my right shoulder. Once we’re in the middle of the dance floor, I kiss him before shifting my body. My ass is pushed back against his crotch, and I’m grinding over his already hardening dick, matching the beat.
Thank goodness this man knows how to move his hips. A weakness of mine has always been a man who can dance. He grabs my hair, rolling it into a fist, and he tugs it back, hard, exposing my neck. His breath is light on my neck before it reaches my ear. “I need to be inside you soon, Beauty.”
The air in the room shifts, it turns electric, and I can feel Jared’s presence before I see that he’s made his appearance at the party. Half of me wants to hide out on this dance floor and keep my eyes anywhere but on him. But I’m not a child. I can handle this. He’s moved on, andI’vemoved on.
Once I’ve built up enough courage to look at him, I don’t want to look away. He’s fucking gorgeous. His dark brown hair is trimmed into a short fade, no more length to grab on to. His muscles have become more defined over the past five years, and he now sports a scar that goes through his right eyebrow. Thatwasn’t there before, when he was mine. He’s still sex on legs. Jared is wearing black slacks, and a black long-sleeved dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his forearms. Jared has grown from a boy into a man. I see that he’s not alone, but with two women, one under each arm. Two beautiful women that are looking at Jared like he just hung the moon. Yep, he’s definitely living his best life. I bet he’s forgotten all about me.
A cold sweat forms, trickling down my back, and I feel queasy. Maybe I’ve gotten a stomach bug? It can’t be,couldn’t be, that I just don’t want to see him with other women. I turn my body around and face Mattie. My hand rubs over the top of his blonde buzz cut, while I look into his rich brown eyes. His lips hover over mine. “I think it’s time to say goodnight to our friends.”
I need to get out of this room, and this is the perfect reason. “No, baby, I’m readynow.” My mouth sucks on his bottom lip, and my hand trails over the top of his slacks, rubbing his hard cock. I know Mattie can’t resist me.
I want to sneak out of here before I catch Jared’s stare, just in case hedoesremember me.
CHAPTER 32
Jared
Thank fuck.I finished my first fight, as a part of this team, with a solid win. The high that normally tears through my body is clouded with thoughts of Kailey. How is this even possible? Was she here at the arena because she’s dating a fighter? If that’s the case, I sure hope it’s the motherfucker that I just beat the shit out of.
I rush through my cold shower—it helps with the muscles after a fight—and grab the towel that hangs next to me. I dry my body off quickly. I’m putting my clothes on when I hear someone’s heavy steps stop next to me on my right side. I shift my body to make eye contact and see that it’s Beau, wearing only a towel.
“Hey, man, you did good work out there.”
“Thanks.” I sit down on the bench to tie my shoes. Beau is still standing there. He leans his body against a locker in front of me, arms crossed against his bare chest, and he’s looking down at me.
“You know… I kind of thought you were choking out there, in the beginning of the fight. Was it the stress of being part of a new team getting to you?”
I give him a stern look and shake my head. “Yeah, that’s not what that was.”
Slowly, I rise from the bench and walk toward the exit, not caring enough to wait for his reply. This after-party needs to hurry up and end, so I can findher.
Well, fuck. I forgot about this…My two bleach blonde dates are standing close to the entrance where the party is being held, waiting there like two bitches in heat. I met them at the airport when I first arrived in town. They’re both wearing skin tight, thigh-high dresses. One is dark blue, and the other is a dark green, which used to be my favorite color on a certain someone. Their makeup is done to perfection, and they’re a little taller, thanks to the six-inch heels they chose to wear. Both ladies are pretty, and happen to be sisters who don’t mind sharing…
“Hey, handsome! We thought you stood us up tonight.”
I wrap an arm around each of them, and start to lead all of us into the party through the double doors. “No way. Who’s ready to have some fun?” I better play the fuckboy part, get this night over with, and mingle with my new teammates and our sponsors.
They each giggle while clinging on to me. Once my feet cross over the barrier to the party, the air shifts, and a sharp sensation spreads. Tiny hairs on my arms stand up, and my hands become clammy. Instantaneously, Iknowshe’s here.
My feet are on the move, dragging my dates along. I bypass people who are patting my back and telling me,Good job. My eyes look over the whole room, stopping at the lit-up dance floor. Kailey is grinding her ass against a man whose hands are stroking her hips back and forth.Motherfucker. She turns her body to face him and pulls his head down, whispering something into his ear. The man’s hands go to her ass and squeeze those luscious cheeks. I can feel my anger starting to bubble out of control, and I clinch my fists.
“Yo, Jared!” pulls my attention away from Kailey. I follow the voice; it’s Skyler. I’m not sure what to think of him just yet, except he’s a hell of a fighter. He’s waving me over to a table. Not wanting to be rude, I lead my dates over to meet him. There’s a petite blonde standing next to him. Once I make it to the table, his date—I assume—turns around to face us.
“Babe, this is my new teammate, Jared, the one I was telling you about. Jared, this is my smokeshow of a girlfriend, Brittney.” Skyler throws an arm over her shoulder and pulls her small body against his, kissing her cheek then the tip of her nose. He doesn’t notice her stunned expression. A beautiful smile drops from her face when our eyes meet.
I’m standing taller than I already was, my stare flat. “Oh, we actually already know each other, don’t we, Brittney?”
I don’t miss the tick that forms in Skyler’s jaw as his grip tightens around her waistline. “What?”
Brittney tries to shift her body away from his piercing hold on her. “Babe, it’s not like that at all.” Her hand reaches for his, the one that’s holding tight.
“What she means to say, Skyler, is that I live in her hometown and used to date a friend of hers. You might actually know her. Kailey?” My eyes sweep back to the dance floor, where Kailey had been just moments ago. She’s gone.
“Holy shit! Yes, man… KC and Brittney live together. Were they as inseparable before as they are now?” Why is he calling KaileyKC? Is that what people call her now?
