Broken (23 page)

I pulled him at the waist into my
body. I wrapped my arms around his chest, and as I kissed his
shoulder I whined, “I would love that but we don’t have enough
time. It’s almost 5:30, we need to leave here in less than an
hour.”

“
Don’t worry, Babe, I’ll
tap it when we get home,” he laughed reaching his arms around me
grabbing my ass.

We barely made it to the restaurant on
time but as usual Nicole was not here yet. Nicole was one of those
people who is late for everything. I’ve been telling her for years
that she will be late for her own funeral.

I felt my purse buzz as we were
walking through the front door of the restaurant. I searched
through my purse for my phone. “I bet you a million bucks it’s
Nicole telling me she is running late,” I said looking up at
Garrett.

Nicole--

We’ll be there in 15
minutes.

Me --

Ok. . . So we’ll see you
in a half hour. LMFAO

Nicole--

Bahahahahaha. You’re so
right.

Me--

I’ll put our name in and
meet you in the bar. It’s kinda crowded.

Nicole--

Okay. Sounds
good.

“
Glad to see she hasn’t
changed,” Garrett said winking at me.

“
Nope, she hasn’t changed
at all. Come on lets go get a drink they're going to be at least a
half an hour.”

“
A half an hour? I’m
starving,” he said grabbing his stomach.

“
Oh, stop whining and buy
me a drink,” I said jokingly.

We found two seats at the bar and
ordered our drinks. We sat in silence checking out the scenery. The
bar area was loud and there was a huge mechanical bull in the
middle of it. The ambiance was very rustic and the bar itself
looked like it was made out of huge logs. The sign over the bar
said Saloon in old western looking writing. There were pictures
hung on the walls of cowboys, horses and lots and lots of
cattle.

Out of the blue, a voice came over the
loud speaker. “Who’s ready to ride the bull?” The voice boomed. The
patrons in the bar went crazy, screaming and hollering. Garrett and
I looked at each other and both burst out laughing. A line began to
form at the far end of the bar near the bull.

“
I think you should ride
that thing, Babe.” Garrett winked at me.

“
Are you out of your mind?
I’m not getting on that thing.”

Garrett leaned into me. “You would
look so fucking sexy riding on it. I can picture you naked on it,
writhing. Fuck, I’m getting hard just thinking about it,” he
breathed heavily nipping my ear lobe. He put his hand on my leg and
slowly moved up my thigh. “I’m so glad you wore a skirt tonight,”
he said seductively while his hand worked its way higher and
higher. He stopped suddenly. “You’re not wearing any
underwear?”

I shook my head and slowly licked my
lips, spreading my legs giving him better access.

“
Oh Babe,” he
moaned.

He removed his hand from between my
legs and brought his fingers to his mouth. Wetting his fingers, he
quickly moved his hand back up my skirt. He slid two fingers inside
me, and my breathing became staggered. I gripped the bar stool, and
I raised myself off the seat. I was trying not to make myself too
noticeable, but the majority of the bar was now watching people
ride the bull. He slowly moved his fingers deeper inside of me. I
closed my eyes and exhaled. “There you go, relax,” he whispered. “I
want to make you come.”

I was desperate for him. My hands were
searching to unbutton his jeans. “No, no, this is all about you.”
His thumb moved to my clit and began working it. I shifted my
weight from one hip to the other trying to keep myself composed.
The thought of getting caught committing a sexual act in public
made me anxious yet it was an incredible turn on as well. These
feelings were heightening my enjoyment as I thrust my hips trying
to get his fingers deeper into me. “Garrett, I can’t,” I softly
moan.

“
Shhh, yes you can,” he
said bringing his mouth to my ear. “Come for me, Babe. I want to
feel your wet pussy clench my fingers,” his voice had changed into
a breathless growl. He took my hand and brought it to the front of
his pants. “I’m so fucking hard. I want to take you into the
bathroom and fuck you silly.”

I managed to squeeze my hand down the
front of his pants and began rubbing his hard cock. He quickened
the pace of his thumb over my clit. “Take me to the bathroom,” I
pleaded. “I need to feel you inside of me.”

“
Are you sure?” Garrett
said in complete shock.

“
Yes, I’m sure. I feel
like I’m going to explode.”

He pulled his fingers out
of me and helped me down off the bar stool. I felt flushed and red
in the face. I looked around the bar wondering if anyone had any
idea of what we had just done. I was relieved when I realized no
one was paying attention to us. They were all watching the chick on
the mechanical bull. She was yelling
Hee
Haw
and looked like she was holding on
like her life depended on it.

Garrett put his hand on the small of
my back as he ushered me towards the bathroom. I think I would have
run there if it wouldn’t have drawn attention to me.

“
Hey where are you guys
going?” I heard Nicole’s voice from across the bar.

“
Are you fucking kidding
me,” Garrett exhaled. “She decides to show up now.”

I swung around feeling like we just
got caught in the act. “Hey! It’s about time you guys got here,” I
said with a huge smile on my face looking up at Garrett.

“
Fucking A,” I heard him
say under his breath.

“
Hey Garrett, you going to
ride the bull tonight?” Nicole said joking.

He looked down at me and said under
his breath, “Oh, I’ll be riding something alright, but it won’t be
that bull.”

“
Shhhh,” I said elbowing
him in the ribs.

He grabbed my hips tightly. “Oh Babe,
I’m going to ravage you when we get home. I have the worst case of
blue balls right now.”

“
Easy killer,” I said
laughing.

I couldn’t stop smiling.

“
What the hell are you
smiling about? What did I miss?” Nicole asked.

“
Oh nothing, I was just
thinking about something funny that happened today,” I said trying
to get her off the subject. I did tell Nicole almost everything,
but since Michael is here the last thing he needs to learn about is
my sexual escapades.

“
Any idea how much longer
for our table?” Nicole asked.

“
They should be calling us
any minute now.”

“
Oh my God, I’m so rude.
Michael this is Leila my best friend in the world and this is
Garrett her boyfriend. I wait I mean her fiancé.” She said with a
huge smile on her face,

“
Hi Michael. I have heard
so much about you. I feel like I already know you,” I extended my
hand, smiling at him.

“
I can say the same thing
about you,” Michael said with a smile.

“
Hey man, it’s nice to
meet you,” Garrett said politely.

I could tell he was nervous. He
doesn’t do well around people he doesn’t know.

“
It’s nice to meet you
too. Nice tattoos,” Michael said smiling and admiring Garrett’s
arms.

“
Oh, thanks. My tats can
either be a good thing or a bad thing to people. You wouldn’t
believe how often I am judged for having them.”

“
No man, no judgment here.
They are amazing, I have a few too, but nothing like yours. Where
did you get them?”

I turned to Nicole and rolled my eyes.
“Here we go,” I said laughing.

“
At least they are getting
along,” Nicole smiled.

“
Very, very true,” I said
agreeing with her.

I heard my name being called over the
intercom. Garrett and Michael were so engrossed in their tattoo
conversation. They didn’t even realize our table was
ready.

“
Umm. . . Excuse me,”
Nicole said interrupting them. “Are you two planning on joining us
or are you going to just stand there discussing tattoos all night
long?”

“
Oh shit, yeah I’m
starving,” Garrett said.

“
Yeah, me too, this one
kept me waiting twenty minutes while she was getting ready.”
Michael said directing his joke at Nicole.

“
Well, you better get used
to it. She’s infamous for being late,” I laughed.

“
Alright, alright. . .”
Nicole laughed.

We had a great time at dinner. Garrett
and Michael talked the majority of our dinner about tattoos.
Michael pretty much interrogated Garrett about where he got his
tattoos, how long they took and if he knew of any good artists in
the area. Nicole and I just sat there and listened to them
talk.

“
I can’t believe this we
both have men at the same time AND they are getting along,” Nicole
said in complete astonishment.

“
So where do you want to
go after this,” I asked.

For some reason, the guys heard this
comment both of them stopping their discussion mid-sentence and
they were now eavesdropping on our conversation.

“
Please tell me we are not
going to some freaking techno dance club,” Garrett said flatly.
“That music kills my soul with every beat,” he said
smiling.

“
I think there is an 80’s
rock cover band playing at Infinity,” Michael chimed in.

I saw both Garrett and Nicole perk up
at the mention of the 80’s music. They both were obsessed with 80’s
rock. It was quite comical.

“
You guys want to go
there? I’m down. I really don’t care where we go,” I
said.

Pushing his chair back and standing
up. “It’s settled then, 80’s rock here we come,” Michael said
smiling at Nicole.

Watching the two of them warmed my
heart. You could just see how much they liked each other. There is
nothing I want more than to see Nicole happy, and I truly believe
Michael may be the one.

Chapter 19

The next few months went by like a
whirlwind. Both Garrett and I were busy with wedding preparations
and work. Katie and I were in prime time wedding season, which kept
me very busy. Garrett and I barely spent any time together. We
would discuss wedding plans over the phone. I would email him
pictures of the invitations or flowers I liked. He told me to pick
out what I liked, it didn’t matter to him. The only thing that
mattered was I was going to be Mrs. Garrett Levine.

When it came time to choose our
ceremony location it was a no brainer. “Our” spot at Wales Park––we
had so many memories there. Some were good, some were bad. It just
seemed like the right place. Danny was nice enough to offer us the
bar for the reception site. I knew it wasn’t anything fancy, but it
worked for us.

I just got off a double shift at
Danny’s. My head was pounding, and my feet had heart beats. I
dragged my tired ass up the flight of stairs thinking about how
wonderful it was going to be to take a hot shower and go to sleep.
Unlocking my door I fully expected to see Molly sitting on the
counter waiting for me, but she wasn’t there. I heard a strumming
noise coming from my bedroom. For a second, I began to freak out
thinking someone was in my apartment, but once I stopped and
listened to the sound I knew exactly who it was.

I quietly crept down the hallway to my
room, stopping in the doorway. I stood there watching and listening
to him play. He looked so sexy lying in my bed with only his boxers
on playing the guitar. My heart began to beat a little faster
watching his fingers move up and down the strings so
eloquently.

I remembered back to the time when he
tried to teach me how to play when we first started dating. I gave
up pretty quickly telling him holding the strings down hurt my
fingers. He did manage to teach me a couple of chords, but I was
just as happy laying on his bed listening to him play. I found it
so soothing.

I let him finish the song he was
playing then I walked into the room. “G? What are you doing here?”
I asked smiling from ear to ear.

“
Hey Babe. What I can’t
come visit my fiancée?” He said jokingly. “I missed you and wanted
to spend the night with my girl. Come here and gimme a
kiss.”

“
No offense, but do you
mind if I take a shower first? I stink like beer. Some asshole
knocked into me while I was carrying a pitcher.”

“
Who was it? You want me
to kick his ass!” He laughed.

“
Hell no! You’ve caused
enough trouble at Danny’s. Just give me five minutes. I need to get
this stench off of me.”

“
Can I join you?” He said
raising his eyebrows.

“
To be completely honest I
really just want to get in and out of there.”

He put this stupid pouty face on.
“Fine, I guess I will just sit here and think about you all hot and
naked in the shower rubbing your hands all over
yourself.”