Page 38 of Love's Hot

“For you.” He hands me the glass and deliberately brushes my fingers as I take it from him. The tingles are still there and just as strong. His voice has dropped down that little bit lower in tone. Almost to the level of the voice I love. The one I can never ignore because it dominates my thoughts.

“Thank you,” I whisper, because just the smell of him being this close is making me feel off-kilter already.

The general conversation continues as Xavier gets up to check on the dinner. We all offer to help but he refuses and leaves us to it. We get onto talking about Jordan’s wife Sasha. She isn’t here with him again this time. I would love to meet her. Being a Victoria’s Secret model sounds amazing. Alesha has shown me pictures and she’s stunning. Though when Jordan is talking about her, there seems to be something not quite right. There’s no sparkle in his eyes or the sound of love in his voice. I might be wrong, but I have a feeling all is not well in paradise.

“Shame she’s not here. Is she going to be able to make the wedding?” I ask trying to concentrate on something other than Kane. He’s so close now, leaning on the back of the sofa with his arm lying behind where my head is resting. He looks innocent enough, but no one can see his hidden fingers that are stroking across my bare neck and shoulders. I thought I was the one who’s supposed to be cock-teasing him; instead, I’m trying not to rub my legs together for relief.

“She’s not sure. It’ll depend on her upcoming contracts. She’ll try, of course.” Again, he doesn’t sound convincing.

“Well, Alesha and I asked you all here for dinner tonight for a special reason.” Xavier walks back in and drags Alesha out of her seat to wrap her in front of him in his arms.

I can’t help myself it just rushes out. “Oh my god, are you pregnant?” They both start laughing at me as I nearly jump out of my seat.

“Calm down, Lilly, no, not yet. Plenty of time for that, although, we are perfecting the process through practice.” Everyone groans as Lesh slaps his arm.

“No, all jokes aside, we wanted to have you all together to let you all know that you’re our wonderful bridal party. We’ve asked you all individually but here we’re all together. Lilly and Kane will be our Maid of Honor and Best Man and partner up, and Nat, you and Jordan will partner up. You are the four most important people in our lives. We’re so grateful to have you help us celebrate what will be an amazing day. We both want to thank you and can’t wait for the fun that will be had. Of course, that is if Mother of the Bride-zilla, Sophia, doesn’t kill us all before then. Lord help us. Anyway, cheers to good friends and family. Always there when you need them. We love you.” Xavier raises his beer and we all stand clinking glasses and bottles. Hugging and us girls are crying. He might be quite the joker, but Xavier is one of the sweetest guys I know. So happy for Alesha. He is just what she needs.

“Right, enough of this sappy stuff, let’s eat.” He heads into the kitchen to serve up the meal and we all move to the table to get seated. Kane never leaves my side and pulls my chair out so he can make sure he sits with me, moving the chair closer than what ‘friendship’ allows. I’m not complaining, but he’s making things look a little suspicious to the others. Although Alesha and Xavier are always so wrapped up in each other, I’m not sure they ever notice the little things around them anymore. Nat is on the other side of the table, quickly getting tipsy, and has just refilled her own glass again ready to push herself over the edge. Jordan keeps watching her, and there is something underlying there. I have no idea what, and to be honest, I have enough shit happening on this side of the table which I need to concentrate on.

My attention is shifted quickly when I feel Kane’s hand on my thigh. My body reacts instantly to his touch. While I’m trying to keep my reaction under control, he leans close to me and in a low whisper says, “Miss me, Red?” Ugh, that voice!

I can’t even respond.

I slowly swallow the lump in my throat. His hand starts sliding slowly up my leg. “Bet you’re wet for me. Dressing up for me all in red. Trying to give me a hint.” With the noise in the kitchen startling me, I try to pull away a little, but his hand and voice have me frozen where I am.

“You should’ve called, I would have taken care of you. Like only I can. I can tell you need to be fucked.”

Gasping at his words, Alesha and Xavier choose that exact moment to come into the room with the food. Lesh is looking at me trying to work out what’s going on. My face must be giving away my shock. She mouths, ‘You okay?’ to me as she follows behind Xavier. I just nod my head and let her know all is good, and I try to wiggle my chair to the side, a little farther away from Kane. There is no way he’s having any of that.

I need to find a space to catch a breath. Maybe it’s my hormones being in the crazy phase of the month, but I just feel so overwhelmed with being so close to him. Here I thought I was coming here tonight to punish him for not calling. Now he’s shown his hand pretty quickly on how much he wanted to see me and was waiting for my call. This feeling is so much more intense than what I planned on feeling around Kane when we aren’t in bed fucking.

What have I done?

“I’ll just get some water.” I jump up heading into the kitchen only to hear the mumble of Kane saying something behind me.

Pulling the bottle from the fridge, I turn to find a wall of Kane in front of me. He steps me backwards into the laundry room that’s off to the side of the kitchen. Backing me against the wall, his mouth is on mine. I want to say stop because we need to talk. My body doesn’t care. It’s already responding to him. It always will.

He owns me!

16

Kane

“YEAH, MAN, I’LL BE right down. Could use a few beers and laughs. Been a long week.” Dinner with friends will suit just fine. Food will be great, and taking my mind off work for a while sounds perfect. Bonus is, Lilly will be there. I’ve been trying to avoid her this week, sorting out how I’m going to handle the impending situation. The thing that worries me is that she hasn’t called me since I ran out on her Sunday morning. I know that’s what we agreed but I thought she would’ve called by now. That’s what girls do, isn’t it? They’re supposed to be the needy ones. Although I try to tell myself I want to keep a little distance, at night I want nothing more than to be buried inside her. She’s like a drug to my soul. I’ve had a taste and now the craving is intense. Not sure what the hell is going on with me, but I need to cap this. Sex is one thing but craving her is not part of the plan. There was supposed to be no attachment.

As I sit and chat with everyone while waiting for Lilly to arrive, I feel apprehensive. Slamming down the first beer to settle me and chase away this stupidity, I’m already almost through my second when the knock on the door finally comes.

There she is, my hot fucking vixen.

Dressed in red, that’s like waving the flag at the bull.

She knows what she does to me and plays this game all too well.

I was determined to come to dinner and just play it cool.

Not a fucking chance.

Standing there slapping her ass in front of my face. I’ll show her whose ass that is to spank.

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