I sit there for a few more moments absorbing everything.
This is an amazing opportunity for me. Regal Public Relations, or RPR, is one of the places I’d hoped to get an internship at. I squeal in excitement as I run out of the classroom, and quickly rush home to tell my parents the good news.
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Needing to celebrate, I pull up to Layla’s house and check my makeup in the rear view mirror. I must say, I look pretty good. I step out of my car, my stiletto heels clicking on the ground. I’m wearing a new satin green dress; one that clings to my every curve. Layla and I are going out on a girls' night out tonight. Only Layla isn’t aware of it just yet, but I'm about to change that. As usual, their front door is unlocked. The men in this house are too cocky. They think they are the predators and anyone who even tries to break into their house will probably end up getting the shit beat out of them. I walk into Layla’s room, hand on my hip, my eyes narrowing slightly. Tonight is about me, going out and having fun. I’m not even thinking about Kade.
“Where are you going, Nikki?” Layla says, sounding confused when she sees me standing there all dolled up.
“More like where we are going. Get f**king dressed, Layla!” I want to go out!
“But...”
“But what? Come on, we haven’t been out dancing since the night you met Chase. I’ll give you thirty minutes to get ready.” She'll probably take an hour if she’s doing that long ass hair of hers.
She heads to the bathroom, and a few moments later Kade walks in. It’s like he has a Nikki radar or something. I sigh.
“Where are you going dressed like that?” Kade growls, his eyes widening.
“Girls' night out,” I tell him, sounding bored.
“Like f**k you are! Dressed like that? I don’t f**king think so, Nikki!” he hisses heatedly.
“I’m confused as to why you think I would take your opinion into consideration?” I retort.
His eyes narrow dangerously, and a muscle ticks in his jaw.
“Just keep pushing me, Nikki,” he says ominously, narrowing his eyes dangerously at me and taking a slight step back when Layla walks back in.
I grab Layla’s hand after she finishes talking to Chase. We mumble goodbyes and jump into my car.
“How come you’re driving today?” Layla asks. We usually take a cab, so we can both drink.
“Not drinking tonight, I have a presentation tomorrow that I cannot be hung over for.” I glance over at her. “See how mature I’m getting?” We giggle simultaneously.
“No, but seriously, I got offered an internship, Layla! So, we are going out to celebrate!” I say cheerfully.
“Oh my god! Congrats, Nikki, you must be so happy. I knew your hard work would pay off. I’m so proud of you!” Layla beams.
I blush. “Thanks, Layla.”
“So what’s the deal with Chase?” I ask nosily, changing the subject.
“What’s the deal with Kade?” she asks back, just as nosey. I want to tell her, I really do, but for some reason I can’t.
“Stalemate, bitch,” I say.
She laughs.
“Tonight we are just going to enjoy ourselves, no hot headed sexy alpha men are gonna be on our minds, okay?” I drive over a curb. “Oops.” That seems to happen a lot when I’m driving. They seriously need to make these roads wider.
We’ve been dancing for over an hour, when 'Rude Boy' by Rihanna comes on. This is our song! I see Layla staring at someone and follow her line of vision. Chase. I roll my eyes; the man can’t leave her alone for more than five seconds. Layla goes off to see her man and I gulp when Kade takes her place. He looks sexy as hell dressed in all black; his shirt showcasing a hint of a chest that is perfectly chiseled. I know from experience, his body is to die for. He pulls me closer to dance with him and I find myself grinding against him. It’s just one dance, right? That can’t possibly harm anyone. When I feel his soft lips at my neck, I can’t help the shudder of pleasure that incites through my body. I turn around and put a little space between us.
“Stop, Kade.” My voice comes out breathy, instead of demanding. My body and my head are fighting with each other. He glances down at my chest, and notices my ni**les, which are currently standing at attention. He instantly pulls my chest against his, so no one can get a view.
“The way you move, f**k, so sexy, Nikki. I think you should give me a private show,” he rumbles into my ear.
“Kade. We had a one night stand. That's all, we are not a couple. You should just find someone else!”
“Oh, I’ve had others after you, Nikki.” I can’t help the pang of hurt I feel with that comment. My stomach drops, and my nails bite into my palms. “But none of them felt like you did. They didn’t moan like you did, or taste like you did.” He licks my neck and I quiver. “We could be so good together. If you would stop fighting this so hard, you'd see.”
“Yeah, we’re good in bed, but that’s it. I f**k men like you, I don’t date them,” I hiss, trying to put some distance between us, physically and emotionally.
“I don’t date either, but f**k, I want you. The thought of anyone else having you...” His hands tighten on my hips.“The thought makes me see red, Nikki.”
Chase and Layla walk towards us and I can see where this is heading. When Layla mouths to me asking me if it’s okay, what the hell am I supposed to say? I’m sure as f**k not going to c**k block my friend. I nod, a little reluctantly, but Layla is so hot for Chase she doesn’t even notice. Not that I blame her.