“I’m gonna pretend you never said that,” he says, rubbing his temple as if to erase the image.
“Well, if some chick comes to hit on you, maybe I’m gonna feel a little protective myself,” I tell him.
He groans. “You mean you’re gonna be a c**k block.”
“Depends. Are you?” I ask, knowing I have him.
“We’ll see.” He shakes his head at me. He seems so much older than this age.
We walk into Reid’s bar, and I take a look around. It’s a smallish place, but it’s packed out. There’s a bar, tables, a few booth seats and a small dance floor. I can see Reid manning the bar, wearing a black shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. I quickly look away, not wanting to think of him right now. Dash calls us over when he sees us, sitting at a table with a cute looking redhead. He whispers something in her ear, and she frowns, but gets up and walks away.
“Hey, Dash,” I say, taking a seat next to him.
“Don’t you look gorgeous?” he says, his violet eyes gleaming in appreciation.
“Thank you,” I say, wiggling my eyes at Xander, who scowls.
“What?” Dash asks, laughing.
I grin and wink at him, but don’t reply. Xander gets us a round of drinks. I have a vodka sunrise, my favourite.
“You want me to ask the twins if they can give you a job?” Xander asks.
“No, I can ask myself,” I say. I don't want my brother to have to talk for me. After not being able to find any jobs around, I decided I was going to have to suck up my pride and ask. I wait until the bar isn’t busy and stand up, hoping to find Ryan.
There's no way in hell that I’m gonna ask Reid.
Reid
Why the f**k is she here? My eyes must be popping out of my head right now. Summer just walked in, wearing a pair of jeans that I have to wonder how she managed to get on. They're like second skin, and riding so low on her hips I hope she doesn’t need to bend over for anything. The thought of her bending over makes me instantly hard, and I cringe, discreetly adjusting myself.
I know Xander brought her here because this is a safe place for her, she can’t get into any trouble with the amount of people that would protect her in here, but still.
I can’t get that kiss out of my mind. She tasted so good, smelt so good.
It was perfect.
I’m not the man for Summer Kane, that much is true.
I turn around to get something out of the fridge, and when I turn back, there she is, standing right in front of me. Her lips are a shiny red, and my gaze can’t help but be drawn to them, remembering how soft they were.
“Is Ryan here?” she asks, twirling a ring on her index finger. Of course she wants Ryan. She seems nervous, maybe she wants to ask him out after what happened between us. The thought makes me grip onto the side of the counter until my knuckles turn white. Why does it bother me so much? I have no f**king idea.
“He’s back there,” I tell her, gesturing to the office. “Go right in.”
Fuck, I’m a bastard.
Summer
“Oh my god,” I gasp in embarrassment, as I open the door to their office. Ryan is here alright. He’s currently got a woman up against the wall. She's fully naked, and he has his jeans around his ankles. The man has a great ass, and it’s in full view for me to see.
“Fuck,” I hear him grunt as he sees me. He opens his mouth to say something, but I quickly turn around and leave before I can hear what he has to say. I don’t look in Reid’s direction as I walk back to our table.
“Everything okay?” Xander asks me.
“Fine,” I huff.
“Then why are you blushing?” he asks, lifting up his beer and taking a long sip.
“Don’t make me say it,” I groan. Xander and Dash both sit forward, obviously not going to let this go.
“I went into the office to talk to Ryan, and let’s just say, he’s… busy,” I say, rushing the words out. My face feels like it’s on fire.
“Rookie mistake, Sum, never go into that office,” he says, chuckling.
“I’ll definitely remember that.” Lesson learnt. Why did Reid send me there? He must have wanted to embarrass me, and he sure as hell succeeded.
“Don’t be embarrassed,” Dash drawls, pulling me in closer to him. I relax my shoulders and try to forget what I just witnessed, which is hard to do when Ryan walks over about twenty minutes later and sits next to me.
“Like what you saw?” he asks, wiggling his eyebrows. He doesn't seem that embarrassed, which makes it just a little more bearable.
“I think your technique could improve,” I quip, smiling when everyone bursts into laughter.
“Is that right?” he drawls, smiling. He doesn’t even get offended, which means he must be a stallion in bed.
“Definitely, maybe you should practice some more,” I say, pursing my lips together to try and keep a serious face.
“That’s a great idea. You wanna dance?” he asks me. I shrug, why not? When I stand he chuckles, and I can tell he thought I would turn him down. I did just catch him screwing another woman, but I have no interest in Ryan other than friendship.
“Look after her,” Xander calls out, but I can see his attention is on a girl sitting in the corner.
I walk to the small, crowded dance floor, and Ryan pulls me closer, making a grinding motion with his hips. When he adds in a thrusting move, I burst out laughing.