Lover's Roulette (9 page)

“That was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen in my life,” Cortland said. “You’re welcome to do it anytime.”

My face was turning redder.

“Please, please,” Mike said. “I’ll give you a fifty.”

“Guys, that’s enough,” Sean said. “You got in your jokes, so now let’s enjoy our meal together.”

I sighed in relief, thankful that Sean intervened.

“You should kiss Janice too and let us know who you like better,” Cortland said. “You know, experiment some more.”

I looked at Ryan, realizing he was the only one who wasn’t making jokes. “How’s Janice doing?”

He glanced at her. She was practically sleeping at the table. “It took a lot of effort to get her down here.”

“I’m surprised you aren’t making fun of me.”

“I can’t get a joke in over these two.”

“You should elope with Monnique. Forget Sean,” Mike said. “I’ll be one of your witnesses.”

I sighed. “I have to deal with you too?”

Ryan smiled. “You thought I would just let it go? This is a lot bigger than eating a hotdog off the ground or not sharing milk products. As your older brother, it’s my duty to make you feel ashamed and embarrassed of all you
r screw ups.”

“Thanks for that,” I said sarcastically.

Mike threw some cash at me. “Kiss her, kiss her.”

I ignore
d him and looked at Monnique. “I’m so sorry about last night. I really can’t remember anything, but I’m sure it was my fault.”

“I can’t remember anything either,” she said with a sigh.

“Now is your opportunity,” Cortland said. “Refresh your memory.”

She and I both glared at him.

Monnique looked at me. “It wasn’t your fault. I’m sure I came onto you.”

Mike pulled out his phone. “Fortunately for you, I have the video. We can watch it and you ladies can decide.”

“Delete it, Mike,” Sean said quickly.

Mike ignored him. He pressed the button on the screen and the video started to play. The sound of the club music could be
heard in the background. “Here we go.”

“Mike, I mean it.” Sean banged his fist on the table.

“It’s amazing what liquor will do to straight women.”

Sean jumped out of his chair, grabbed Mike by the throat, then slammed him to the ground. Mike was so caught off guard, he didn’t know what was happe
ning. After he was on the floor, the phone flew out of his hand. Sean smashed his foot down and broke the phone into pieces. He glared at Mike for a long time before he returned to his seat. Everyone in the restaurant looked over at us, watching the commotion.

Mike stared at him with a shocked expression. After a moment, he rose to his feet then picked up the damaged remains of his phone. “What the hell is your problem?”

“I told you to delete it. You should have listened to me.”

“So you destroy my shit?”

“I’ll buy you a new one,” Sean said calmly.

“That’s not the point. I wasn’t going to show anyone or put it on the web or something. Scarlet is my sister. You really think I would do that after I fucking risked my life for her? Fuck you, Sean.”

“Then you shouldn’t have had a problem deleting it.”

“I was joking around.”

“Well, it’s over and done with now.”

Mike took his seat then dropped the broken pieces of his phone on the table. “I’m getting an upgrade, asshole.”

“Fine.”

I felt bad that Mike’s phone was broken, but I was relieved that the video was gone forever. I didn’t want that hanging over my head. Monnique didn’t seem to have a problem with it, but it practically gave me a panic attack. I leaned into Sean. “Thank you for taking care of it.”

“No problem, babe. I don’t want anyone to see it anyway.” He looked at Cortland. “Any other videos?”

Cortland pulled his phone from his pocket then slid it to Sean. “Delete it, but don’t break my phone.”

Sean opened the screen, found the video, deleted it, then slid the phone back. “That won’t be necessary.” He glared at Mike. “That’s what you should have done.”

“Fuck you,” Mike snapped.

Sean looked at Ryan. “Hand it over.”

Ryan raised an eyebrow. “What kind of sick motherfucker do you think I am? You think I would record a lesbian video of my goddamn sister?”

“Good point,” Sean said. “Sorry.”

“I didn’t even watch them,” Ryan said.

“Then why didn’t you stop me?” I asked.

“Why didn’t your fiancé stop you?”

I looked at Sean. “Why didn’t you?”

He shrugged. “I didn’t think it was a big deal. So what? You kissed a girl. It’s a fun story. You went to Vegas and had a good time.”

“I cheated on you.”

“No,” he said. “That wasn’t cheating.”

“I made out with another person. That constitutes cheating.”

“But it was with a girl.”

“So?”

“It’s different.”

I rolled my eyes. “It’s the same thing, but whatever. I wouldn’t want you to make out with Cortland.”

Sean and Cortland both grimaced at the thought.

“Gross. Stop talking like that,” Mike said. “Let’s get back to the good stuff.”

“You had some laughs, but now we’re done with that,” I said.

Cortland shook his head. “You know better than anyone that we’re never done.”

“Drop it for now,” Sean commanded.

Everyone fell silent then looked at their menu. I was relieved that it was finally over—for now. I looked at the menu but didn’t see anything appetizing. Sean read my mind and ordered something for me. Janice leaned on Ryan and fell asleep. Ryan had to shake her awake. Monnique was quiet through breakfast. She said she didn’t blame me for our lesbian encounter, but I was still worried that I made her upset.

“Wait. Why isn’t anyone picking on Monnique?” I asked.

Monnique looked at me. “I was grilled for an hour before you decided to show up. And Cortland didn’t intervene for me like Sean did.”

The food was brought to us but I b
arely picked at it, too nauseated to eat anything.

Sean leaned toward me. “Come on, babe. A few bites.”

“I’m not hungry right now.”

“It’ll make you feel better. I promise.”

“I want to be thin for our wedding day.”

He raised an eyebrow. “You
are
thin, Scar. You’re perfect the way you are. You’ve never cared about that superficial bullshit so don’t start now.”

“You’re a chubby chaser now?”

“I’m a Scarlet chaser. I like your curves. I make that very clear in the bedroom.”

I blushed and looked down.

He leaned close to my ear. “A girl couldn’t have a rack like that if she was skin and bones. Believe me, I like it when you eat.” His hand slid down to my ass. “I like having something to grab onto.” He kissed my cheek then moved away. He shoveled his entire breakfast down his throat like a bear.

“So, what’s the plan for today?” Ryan asked.

Mike looked at me. “I say we get wasted again.” He had a perverted smile on his lips.

“I don’t want to do anything today,” I said.

“Me too,” Monnique said.

Janice moaned her agreement.

“Let’s hit the pool and lay in the sun,” I offered.

“That’s a plan,” Monnique said. She glared at Cortland. “No boys allowed.”

“You won’t even know we’re there,” Mike said. “You’ll just see the red light from my video camera.”

Sean glared at him
, silently threatening him.

“They have a basketball court in the gym,” Ryan said.

“For real?” Cortland asked.

“Let’s play,” Mike said. “We have perfect teams.”

“Thank god,” Monnique said. “We can finally get rid of them.”

Sean looked at me. “Is that okay, babe?”

“You don’t have to ask my permission.” We’ve never been that type of couple. I never asked Sean’s permission to do anything. I did what I wanted to do when I wanted to do it.

“I just wasn’t sure if you wanted to be alone today since you don’t feel well.”

“Oh. I’ll be fine. I have my girls.”

“You sure?”

“Yeah.”

“Okay.”

I vaguely remembered dancing with Sean on the floor and pretending we were on a first real date. It was after that when everything became blurry. Sean held me so tight while we moved, his hips swayed to the music, and he made me feel so sexy. “You’re a good dancer.”

“What?”

“Last night. I didn’t know you could dance.”

“It
comes naturally with you.”

“So that was our first date?”

“Yep. And I didn’t even score.”

“You scored this morning.”

“Doesn’t count.”

“I’m sorry I ruined your streak.”

“My streak?”

“Your goal to sleep with a girl on the first date.”

“That streak has been over for a long time, Scar. Now my goal is to make love to my wife every chance I get.”

I smiled at him then looked away, moved by his words.

He kissed my neck then moved his lips to my ear. “I want to make love to you right now.”

“You always want to,” I whispered.

“You’re right. I do.”

Sean was always so affectionate and loving with me. It surprised me how much our relationship had changed. Now it felt like we were never friends. He had hurt me so much in the past, breaking my heart twice. I thought I would never recover, but I somehow did and was able to forgive him and love him again.
As long as he never hurt me again, it was the best decision I ever made.

“Uh, hello?” Ryan asked.

“What?” Sean said as he pulled away from my neck.

“We were in the middle of a conversation.”

“Like you’ve never cut me off to screw Janice,” I said.

“Not once. At least in a restaurant,” Ryan said.

“We’ll play ball, shower, then hit the bar and watch the game, then we’ll head up to the room and play poker,” Cortland said. “Is that cool, Sean?”

“That’s absolutely perfect. Exactly what I want
ed to do for my bachelor party.”

“I’m sending some strippers to the room,” Mike said.

“I’ll beat the shit out of you,” Sean said.

“Seriously, is this an anniversary party or a bachelor party?” Mike said.

“I’m already a married man,” Sean said. “No strippers, hookers, vaginas—nothing. I mean it.”

Mike rolled his eyes. “Man, this sucks.”

“It’ll be fun,” Cortland said. “I’ll take your money any day.”

Ryan nodded. “I like it. It’s a good plan.” He looked at me. “And what will the bride be doing?”

“We’ll be at the pool.”

“All day?” he asked incredulously.

“Yeah.”

“Women are weird,” Ryan said. “You just lay there and bake under the sun?”

“We read magazines, gossip, and drink,” I said.

“Yeah, that sounds lame,” Cortland said.

“We should go,” Sean said as he stood up. He threw some cash on the table.

“We’ll meet in the lobby?” Cortland asked.

“Sounds like a plan,” Ryan said. He grabbed Janice and pulled her to her feet.

We took the elevator to our floor then walked into the room. I pulled out my pink swim suit and my sunblock, along with a book and a magazine. I changed into the swimsuit then looked up when I felt Sean watching me.

He came to me then looked down at my body, staring at the bikini I was wearing. His eyes looked hungry and dark. He pulled the string of my top and let it fall to the ground.

“We’re nev
er going to be on time at this rate.”

“Stop talking,” he whispered. He pulled the string of my bottoms then let that fall as well.

“We’re supposed to meet at the pool.”

“We will when we’re finished.” He guided me to the bed then laid me down.

“We just had sex an hour ago.”

He pulled my legs over his shoulders then moved over me. “I’ll never be satisfied with you. You should get used to it. It’ll be worse when we’re married.”

“I can’t see it being worse than this.”

He pressed his cock against me. “It’s interesting how wet you are when you’re complaining this much.”

“I’m not complaining.”

“Then stop talking.”

“It just surprises me how obsessed you are with me.”

“It’s not surprising at all.”

I ran my hands up his chest and waited for him to enter me.

“Do you trust me?”

The question caught me by surprise. “Sean, I trust you more than anyone.”