Kyle's Return (15 page)

Once everyone was gone for the evening, I made my
rounds through the machines to make sure they were all off. Kyle
put the weights in order and once we were done, I started on the
mirrors. There weren’t too many fingerprints on them, but Tyler
liked to keep his place pristine. In the reflection, I could see
Kyle with his eyes on my backside.

“My ass is hurting from you staring at it for the
past hour,” I called out. He smiled and his gaze lifted to mine in
the mirror.

“What can I say? I have a good view from back here.”
He stood and stalked toward me, his chest bare, showing off his
golden, tattooed skin.

I tossed the rags to the floor and set the cleaner
down before he could reach me. “And I have a good view from right
here,” I countered with a smile.

Resting his hands on my hips, he pushed me back to
the mirrors, locking me in place. He kissed the flesh behind my ear
and trailed his lips down my neck to the top of my breasts. I
moaned and he bit a nipple through my sports bra. “You do realize
I’ll have to clean these mirrors again,” I gasped breathlessly.

He pressed his cock against my stomach and bit my
ear. “I’ll help, but first we’re going to use them.” He slid my
sports bra off and tossed it to the floor before doing the same
with my shorts. Lowering his shorts and kicking them away, he sat
down on the floor and pulled me down with him. I straddled his
waist, but I was backward. We faced the mirror and behind my
shoulder I could see his mischievous smile.

“You want to watch us make love, is that it?”

“Fuck yeah,” he growled, nipping my shoulder. “I want
to see you ride my cock.”

Biting my lip, I looked at his reflection in the
mirror. His cock protruded up between my legs, so I wrapped my
hands around him. He bit down harder on my shoulder and groaned as
I pumped his length.

“Damn, that feels good.” His hips moved underneath
mine and he made sure to keep his raw gaze pinned on me the entire
time.

When I knew he’d had enough, I lifted my hips and
lowered onto him, one inch at a time. We both watched in the mirror
as my body took him in. He hissed when I clenched my muscles around
him. “You might want to stop doing that, love. Just looking at my
dick inside you makes me want to come.”

“How about this?” I asked, lifting my hips. His cock
glistened from my body, making it easy for me to slide up and down.
Wrapping his arms around my chest, he squeezed and pinched my
nipple with one hand and the other he used to fondle my clit.

“Faster,” he growled.

Doing as he said, I bounced up and down his length,
crying out each time he bit my shoulder. His cock pulsed inside of
me as I clenched around him. The closer we both got, the harder he
pulled me down, slamming into me. Squeezing me tight, he grunted
and jerked beneath me as I milked him to release. Closing my eyes,
I took a deep breath and moaned. I had never felt so happy or
satisfied in my life.

“I’m not going to be able to look at these mirrors
again without seeing you in them,” Kyle whispered, nipping my
ear.

I opened my eyes and smiled at the smudges on the
mirror. “Neither will I.”

***

“MEG, YOU HAVE company,” Nic shouted from the
living room.

I flat ironed the last section of my hair and slid on
a brand new, silky red dress. I couldn’t wait to see the look on
Kyle’s face when we surprised him tonight. Grabbing my clutch, I
opened my bedroom door to find Gabby strutting down the hall.

“Oh my God,” I squealed, racing toward her. I threw
my arms around her shoulders and squeezed. “I’m so glad you’re
here. You have no idea how much I’ve missed you.”

She laughed. “Probably just as much as I’ve missed
you. Are you ready to go?”

I stepped back and took her in. Her midnight hair was
sleek down her back and she had on a skin tight, royal blue dress.
Gorgeous as always. “Yes, let’s get out of here. The sooner we get
to the party and get out . . .”

“The sooner you can go see lover boy. Yeah, yeah, I
know the deal. I can’t believe I’m gonna be hanging out with
Andrews.”

“He’s honestly not
that
bad,” Paxton cut in,
peeking his head around the corner. “People change, sunshine.”

Gabby rolled her eyes and winked. “We’ll see about
that. Now come on before we’re late. Ryley’s dying to see you.” I
was ready to see him too.

Waving goodbye to Nic, who was getting ready for her
date with Greg, I turned to Pax. “Have you talked to Kyle about
fixing his truck?”

He got into his vehicle and looked back at me, brows
furrowed. “No, why? What happened to it?”

“Someone keyed it last week. He mentioned spending a
few days in California to see if you’d fix it. I guess he wasn’t
ready to ask you.”

Gabby turned her head. “Will you be coming with
him?”

“As a matter of fact, I would. I’ve already asked
Tyler for the time off.” Then to Pax, I asked, “Do you think you’d
have the time to do a paint job on it?”

“I’m sure I would, if Kyle helps. We could get it
done in two days, three tops.”

“That’s great! It’ll be the week after Tyler and
Kacey are back from their honeymoon. I’ll find a hotel and book
it.”

Gabby snorted and looked at me like I’d lost my mind.
“Are you serious? You’re not coming out to visit me just to stay in
a fucking hotel. You and Kyle can stay with us.” We both looked at
her.

“Are you sure you’re okay with that?” Pax asked.

“Why, are you not?”

He chuckled. “I’m fine with it as long as you are.
Although, I am surprised you’re not bringing him with us tonight,”
he mentioned, glancing at me in the mirror.

“I would have if I knew he wasn’t going to get kicked
out. I would rather take my chances on Saturday at the
wedding.”

“Whatever you have planned you know it’s a gamble.
Kacey asked me to walk her down the aisle and the last thing I want
to do is piss her or Rushing off.”

“I know you don’t and that’s why I want you and Gabby
to hang out with me and Kyle tonight. He needs a friend other than
me. You should see the way everyone treats him. I don’t want him to
snap.”

Paxton sighed. “I understand. I’ll help you out as
much as I can. Andrews used to be one of my best friends. He wasn’t
always a dick.”

“Thanks, Pax.” I squeezed Gabby’s shoulders. “You
too, Gabby.”

It didn’t take us long to get to the Labyrinth and
since it was a private party, there’d be no waiting in lines to get
in. The guest list was just our circle of friends. Paxton and Gabby
held hands as they walked inside and I trailed along behind them. I
hated not being able to bring Kyle. Before going inside, I pulled
out my phone and texted him.

Me:
I’m thinking about you. See you soon.

Kyle:
I’ll be waiting.

The music blared and laughter filled the air as I
walked into the club. Kacey and Tyler were at the bar, smiling and
talking to a group of our friends. Mason and Claire were there, as
well as Camden and Brooklyn. I was never close with Camden since he
and Ryley had only just recently reconciled their differences. He
looked happy, especially now that he had someone who could keep up
with him. The whole group being together again brought me joy. They
were a second family to me.

I pulled on Gabby’s arm. “Where are Matt and
Shelby?”

“They’ll be here tomorrow morning.”

Nodding, I looked around. “What about Ryley and Ash?
Where are they?”

“Right here,” Ryley exclaimed grabbing me up in his
arms. “Did you miss me?”

As soon as he set me down, I squealed and hugged him
hard. “Hell yeah, I’ve missed you.” Ashleigh was right behind him
with the biggest smile on her face. I let Ryley go so I could hug
her too. “How are you guys? How are the twins? I bet they’re
getting so big.”

“You have no idea,” Ashleigh laughed, pulling out her
phone. She showed me a picture of them and I melted. They looked
just like Ryley with his blond hair and bright blue eyes.

“Oh my goodness, they’re so adorable. I bet they’re a
handful.”

Ashleigh tossed her dark curls behind her shoulder
and pursed her lips at Ryley. “They act just like him.”

Ryley grinned wide and winked. “You say that like
it’s a bad thing.”

Ashleigh and Gabby snorted while I laughed. Linking
her arm with mine and Ashleigh’s, Gabby pulled us over to the bar
and the guys followed. We greeted Kacey and Tyler, but I could
always tell it was a little awkward with Gabby since she and Tyler
had been lovers at one time.

I personally wanted to stay away from Kacey just in
case she already knew about me and Kyle. The last thing I wanted
was for her to tell me she didn’t want him coming. If she did, I’d
have no choice but to rethink my plan on sneaking him in. I didn’t
want to ruin her big day. In my mind, making up with him would only
make the day better.

The owner of the Labyrinth, Jake Montgomery, with his
coiffed gray hair and suit, was behind the bar fixing drinks. The
wedding was going to be at his sprawling mansion. “What’ll it be
ladies?” he asked with a dashing smile.

We all ordered and sat down. The music had picked up
tempo and now Kacey and Tyler were in the middle of the floor
dancing. Everyone watched them and cheered along when Tyler would
do something funny.

“So why did they decide to do this on a Thursday?”
Gabby asked curiously.

About two months ago, I’d heard Tyler and Kacey
talking about it in the gym. “Kacey didn’t want Tyler hungover for
the wedding. That’s why tomorrow they’re going to take it easy
before the big day.”

“Good idea,” she agreed, elbowing Paxton in the side.
“Maybe we should do that too.”

“It’s not the only reason,” Jake cut in, chuckling.
“Friday nights are one of the biggest nights here and Tyler knew
that. That’s why we chose to do the party tonight so that tomorrow
I can hold my fights like usual. We’ll still have the rehearsal at
my house, but after that, everyone’s free to do as they wish.”

I’d heard about Jake’s fights, but I’d never been to
one. There was a back room in the club with a ring and everything.
It was a place where new and upcoming fighters could show their
stuff and hopefully make a name for themselves. The fighters had to
adhere to all UFC rules and regulations.

Setting my drink down, I focused on Jake. “So you
have fights every Friday night, right?” He nodded. “Do the fighters
have to meet certain qualifications?”

Jake narrowed his eyes, studying me. “Why do you ask?
Do you know someone who wants to fight?”

I glanced over at Paxton who shook his head, grinning
wide. “I swear you’re going for sainthood, woman.”

Gabby glared back and forth at us, lost. “What’s
going on? I don’t get it.”

He nodded his head toward me. “It looks like Megan
here wants to sign Kyle up for a fight.”

“Kyle Andrews?” Jake asked. When all I did was stare
sheepishly back at him, he shook his head. “That boy hasn’t been
allowed in here for years. What makes you think I’m going to let
him fight here?”

“I don’t know. But he’s come a long way and just
looking to fit in again. He’s even teaching over at the gym.”

Jake sighed and poured himself a shot of whiskey.
“Tyler told me about how he’s trying to be a better man. It’s just,
I have a business to run. Most of my fighters know who he is. No
one is going to want to fight him.”

Paxton set his glass down with a clank. “I’ll fight
him. Put him against me tomorrow night.”

Jake’s eyes went wide. “Do you realize the hell I’ll
get from the bride if you show up at the wedding with a fucked up
face? You will be the last resort.” He tossed his shot back and
poured another. “Don’t worry, I’ll find him someone to fight. I’ll
put him on the list so he can walk right in.”