Page 14 of Nocturnal Sins
CHAPTER FIVE
Samira
I was a hot sweaty mess by the end of cheerleading practice. We were learning a new routine for a charity event being held at Papa’s restaurant and I refused to let anyone out of the gym until I saw every move executed flawlessly. I heard my name uttered in the same sentence as the wordbitchmore than a few times.
I didn’t care.
With tawny hair plastered to my forehead, I slung my pink duffle bag across my body and frowned at how it refused to lie flush against my tits. Sometimes I missed the flatter chest I had last year. I let out a frustrated grumble and shut my eyes to compose myself for a second.
I’d been on edge ever since I rubbed my clit while thinking about Santana. It didn’t help my disposition any when I went looking for him in his room later that night and found the bed empty. I climbed in anyway, determined to get answers the next day.
I never got the chance to ask him anything though because when he came in and held me…I wasn’t asleep like he must have thought. I was awake and I was screaming in my mind for him to do more. I could smell the liquor on him though. I knew he was probably drunk.
I hated myself for wanting him to do things I knew was wrong. I’d been avoiding him ever since, and that was two weeks ago.
“Yo, Sam.” Brady ran to catch up with me as I headed out of the gym doors. I rolled my eyes before he was tacked to my side.
“What’s up, Brady?” I offered a polite smile that he ate up.
He said, “You’re so beautiful.” Then he touched my sweaty cheek and moved closer. I took a step back.
“You wanna go to your dad’s restaurant and get something to eat? My treat.”
“It’s my father’s restaurant. It would be my treat. Do you think he’d charge me anything?” I frowned and tossed my bag in the backseat of my car.
“Okay, your treat. Wanna go? We can hang out at your place afterward. You dad will be working, right?” He quizzed. The warm and friendly mask he wore slipped a little revealing the hunger beneath.
Maybe going back home with Brady wasn’t such a bad idea. I did need to relieve some stress and letting him put his face between my thighs seemed like the perfect distraction.
“Let’s go. Follow me,” I said. I hopped in the car and gave my face a quick swipe with a makeup remover wipe. Then I freed my golden hair from its ponytail and took a brush to it so that I didn’t look like a homeless woman. I was still wearing workout shorts and a tank top but it was inching closer toward May and the heat was turning up outside so it didn’t matter. The fewer clothes I had on, the better.
Brady and I walked into Papa’s and My father greeted me with a warm hug and kiss, then he eyed Brady and grunted. “New boyfriend?” He asked.
“Papa, you’ve met Brady before. He’s been to the house to help me study, remember?” I nudged him with my shoulder but he didn’t budge. No smile. Nothing.
“Nice to meet you again, sir.” Brady was on his best behavior and tried to shake Papa’s hand. In return, he got a curt nod before we got shown to our table.
“Your brother is back there. Have you two been speaking lately?” Papa asked once we were seated.
“Not really,” I shrugged. My body prickled with the memory of Santana’s hands sliding down my thighs.
Stop it Samira. Focus.
“We’ve been busy, I guess,” I smiled at Papa and he nodded reluctantly, his green eyes flitting from me to Brady.
“Not busy doing the wrong things I hope.”
“No,” I sighed. I flashed Brady an apologetic look that he nodded at before sticking his nose in the laminated menu. The sound of him flipping the thick pages seemed amplified by the way Papa was staring me down.
Why the fuck did I agree to bring Brady to Papa’s again?
Oh, yeah…I wanted him to eat my pussy later.
“Can we have some tacos, Papa? Please?” I grinned and batted my lashes at him and he folded. Coming up Sam.” He finally left the table and a rush of air surged from my lungs.
“Sorry about that, Brady.”
“It’s cool. I know how dads are.” He closed the menu and took my hand in his. “Fuck, you are the sexiest girl in school, Sam. You were always beautiful and all that shit but after last summer?” His blue eyes took a trip to my tits and he cracked a wolfish grin.
