Spicy (13 page)

I know he’s told me repeatedly that there’s
never been anything between him and
her
other
than friendship, but I can’t help be jealous of her. It’s because of her that
he went running, back in Alabama…and now, he can’t spend the weekend with me
because of her. I’m being selfish, but I don’t want my boyfriend spending the
weekend with another girl. One who Thalia pointed out when we were in Ryder’s,
and she’s pretty. Actually, she’s stunning.

Tears start to gather behind my eyes. I
need to leave and think because our relationship is too new to have someone
else in the middle of it, which is how I feel right now.

Reece

Watching Callie’s reaction to my
announcement feels like there is a ball of fire in my gut. I knew telling her
about Dal was going to upset her, but I never expected her to start closing up and
withdrawing from me, which she’s doing. As she absorbs the information she
gradually backs away from me, and sits on her ass on the grass close to me, but
not close enough. Not only does it feel like she’s sitting miles away, but
she’s refusing to look at me. I want – no, I need her eyes on me. I want
to see how she’s feeling because I’m not going to lose her like I did before.

Moving to my knees, I rest in front of her
and take hold of her jaw, tightening my grip as she tries to move away. “I am
not into Dal like that. I never have been and never will be…and she isn’t into
me like that either. I know we’ve been over this before, but I’ll go over it
time and time again until you finally believe me, if I need to. We can hang out
on the weekend and you can meet her, get to know her. You’ll see that she
treats me like an ass of an older brother. I know I screwed up with you before
because of her, but please Callie. Please give her a chance. She knows all
about you.”

Well that certainly got her attention. Not
one word of what I’ve just said or garbled in panic was a lie.

“I’ve told her a few times, well, maybe
more than a few times, how beautiful you are… Please don’t back away from me.
Meet her before you judge.”

“Where is she sleeping?”

Ugh! This really is going downhill fast.

“At the apartment.”

She gasps.

“She sleeps on the sofa or I end up on the
sofa and she sleeps in my bed and sometimes if Donovan’s away then she’ll sleep
in his bed.” I better not mention that the last two times she slept with me in
my bed. Nothing happened. I haven’t lied about that, but I think it might be
best to keep that bit to myself.

“Callie, talk to me.” Her eyes search the
park as if she’s looking for answers in the fields, but she stays silent.
“Look, I’ve never had a girlfriend before when she’s come to stay so I’ve never
really given any thought to how it looks.”

“I’m not going to tell you I’m okay with
it, because I’m not. But you said she’s only a friend so I’m going to trust
you, which means there’s no reason why we can’t hang out together and then you
can still sleep at my place. That way no one ends up on the sofa and I won’t be
worrying about the actual sleeping arrangements at your place.”

I gaze at her and watch as she tries to
smile at me, but doesn’t quite pull it off. I hate myself right now for putting
that look on her face; for making her doubt me. When Dal arrives I’m going to
have to talk to her and see if she’ll let me talk to Callie about her and the
situation at her home, because until I do Callie is always going to have her
doubts about us. Even more so when I tell her I need to stay with Dal when
she’s here.

My hearts pounding, but I need to get it
all out. “Callie.” I take hold of her hands and move closer to where she backed
up to. “I want to stay with you…but I can’t.” She tries to pull her hands free,
I tighten my grip. “Listen to me, this isn’t easy because, right now, I’m
frightened you’re going to walk away. Dal is coming to visit, and I can’t just
abandon her. She won’t stay at the apartment if she’s alone with Donovan. I’m
sorry babe, but I need to stay there. Please trust me when I say you are my
girl and I will not do anything to give you reason not to be with me. I know I
can be an ass, in fact, I think we’ve established this on more than one occasion.
But I’m asking you to trust me. Please Callie?”

I try to read her thoughts in her eyes, but
they’re blank. My stomach turns when I realize I’ve really hurt her. I can’t
lose her. She grounds me, stops me from spiraling out of control. I could tell
Dal it’s a bad time and not to come, but if I do that she’ll still come between
my girl and me.

Taking my phone out of my pocket because
the constant vibration is driving me crazy, I see messages from Phoenix and
Donovan telling me to meet them at the coffee house and to take Callie. Perhaps
being around our friends might help lighten the mood, because God knows I’ve no
idea what to say or do to make her smile. I’d give my left nut to see her smile
again.

“The guys want us to meet them at the coffee
house. You game?” I ask, trying to hide the hurt that I feel because my girl
doesn’t trust me to be alone with another girl. I shouldn’t be hurt because
it’s my fault she doubts me, but I am.

Callie nods and helps to collect everything
up, which we throw into the trash, all without speaking. I take her hand and
refuse to let go as we walk to my bike.

As usual, I fasten the helmet onto her
head; I hold her gaze before she looks away and climbs onto the back of my
bike. I climb on in front of her waiting for her arms to come around me, but
they don’t. I look behind me and see her gripping the bars at the back of the
seat.

Clenching my jaw, I turn back to the front.
She’s pulling further away from me. I feel it as a hole in my heart. One that
is gradually growing larger the further she withdraws from me.

~ * ~

Walking into the coffee house, we seem to
spot the guys and Thalia at the same time. Waving us over, I let Callie walk in
front of me to the table they have to the back of the place…and
fuck
if she doesn’t sit with Phoenix and
Thalia, which leaves me to sit beside Donovan.

Silence follows our arrival with the guys
looking between us both for a sign as to what’s happened. Neither of us say
anything and accept the coffee being poured, which Callie wraps her hands
around the tall cup as though she needs warming up before taking a sip.

Phoenix clears his throat. “Hmm. Okay,
then. We’re leaving around lunch on Friday, but will be back Sunday afternoon
in time for the gig at the club. Can you two manage without me?” He grins
between Donovan and me.

I watch Thalia whispering to Callie, who
shakes her head in response. What I actually want to do is drag her from her
seat and put her next to me after I’ve kissed the very life out of her.
Pigheaded girl!

“So what you two gonna get up to then? Oh,
wait. You’re going to be with Callie.”

“Humph, yeah right!” Callie cuts Phoenix
off.

“I take it he told you?” Donovan asks. “I
thought as much.”

“Told you what? Will someone please fill me
in,” Thalia demands.

“I’ll tell you later babe.” Phoenix kisses
her hand, which is what I want to be doing to Callie…kissing her hand and a lot
more.

“Donovan, are you doing anything this
weekend?” Callie asks, without even looking at me.

“Um. Nothing. Why? You want to hang with me?”
He grins at her, and I feel like knocking his teeth out as my fists clench,
ready.

“Yeah. Reece is busy, so I’d thought we
could hang out.” She shrugs.

“That alright with you?” he asks me.

Hell
no!
But do I have the right to stop her when I’m
hanging out with another girl, although I was under the impression we were
going to hang out together.

 
I watch Callie fidget and wait for her to
meet my eyes. When she does, I say, “I thought you were going to hang out this
weekend with Dal and me.”

“I’d rather not.” She looks back to
Donovan. “So, are you game?”

“I think that’s a great idea, babe,” he
agrees and she smiles. The first fucking smile since the picnic.

“But,” he continues, “whatever is going on
between you two needs to be sorted out first, because I’m not getting in the
middle.”

Her smile disappears.

“He refuses to sleep at my place over the
weekend because Dal is sleeping at yours, so I figured we could hang out and
then you can sleep over, maybe on the pull out sofa bed, that way there will be
more beds at your place…” she trails off.

So that’s why she wants to be with Donovan.

“Callie, that doesn’t make sense. If you
mean because of Dal then you don’t have to worry about that because she shares
with Re… ouch.”

I kick him under the table as Callie jumps
up and gasps.

Her eyes fill with tears as she faces me.
“You lied to me.” She wipes her face before turning and walking out of the
coffee house with Thalia following her.

“You’re a dick,” Phoenix says, as he moves
to follow Thalia out the door.

“I take it you didn’t admit that part?”

I turn to face Donovan. “Why the fuck would
I tell my girl that when Dal comes to visit she sleeps with me? You know
nothing goes on and that I’ve never been intimate with her, so why the fuck
would I tell her that when I know it’s going to upset her?” I can’t control my
voice and I know I’m shouting practically nose to nose with him.

“Get pissed at me all you want, but it
won’t change the fact that Dal would have said something because she likes
pissing people off, and we both know that she’s not going to be happy that you
can’t devote all your time to her like you usually do. Then again, maybe you
can because I don’t think Callie’s too impressed with you right now.”

God, this is so fucking screwed up. This is
the reason why I tried to stay away from her. I saw how much I hurt her when I
left before and I didn’t want to hurt her again, which I have. “
Fuck!
”

I drop back down onto the bench seat,
followed a few seconds later by Donovan.

“This relationship you have with Dal is
screwing up your life, whether you want to believe that or not. You need to
talk to Callie and tell her the truth about you both before you lose the best
thing that’s ever happened to you.”

My head snaps up when it sinks in that he
said to tell her the truth about us. “What do you mean by the truth?”

He sighs and looks away before meeting my
eyes. “I know who she is to you Reece. I heard you on the phone the other day.
I haven’t told anyone and I won’t… You need to though because I saw the hurt
all over Callie’s face. I know you’ve only been together a week, but the fact
is you both connected back in the summer even though you screwed that up as
well… Just fucking tell her man because I’ve had enough of this shit.”

He stands up, jumps over the table because
I’m blocking him in, and leaves me, and my thoughts alone in the coffee house.

I hated listening to Callie asking him to
hang out with her. I hated it so fucking much I felt like I was going to
puke…after I punched him, that is. I hated even more listening to him admit he
knows what’s going on between Dal and me. But I was too busy thinking about
Callie walking away from me, and thinking about what to do to get her back that
it didn’t really register until he’d left.

Perhaps I have been living on a cloud
thinking bringing Callie and Dal together is a good idea. I drop my head into
my hands and rub my bald scalp, wishing I had hair to yank.

Dal hates sharing my time when she visits,
which I guess could be a problem with Callie because she’s my girl…or was…no,
she still is, I won’t have it any other way. She has the right to demand my
attention and I’ve basically blown her off for Dal.

I’ll get Donovan to bring Callie down to
the club Friday night and introduce them…and hope to God they both keep their
claws retracted.

The question is, do I go after her now and
try to explain, or should I let her cool down? Okay, cool down. Hopefully all
will be back to normal once she’s met Dal and seen we really don’t have
anything between us.

Callie

“Now darlin’ tell Donovan all about it.” He
grins and plops down on the sofa before pulling me into his arms.

Donovan arrived about ten minutes earlier
just as Phoenix and Thalia were on their way out so I couldn’t avoid him. I’m
not sure at this point if I want to avoid him anymore. I know he’s a friend of
Reece’s, but I kinda like talking to him although sometimes I have trouble
focusing when he grins at me, because it brings back images of his naked form
standing over me while jacking off.
Great
going, Callie – now you’re not only flushed, but turned on.

I wiggle around and pull my legs under me,
hoping he doesn’t know what he does to me because this kind of reaction to
someone who isn’t Reece shouldn’t be happening.

“Hmm. What are you thinking about?” He asks
with a hint of laughter in his voice.

“I’m not telling.” I elbow him in the ribs.
“Gentlemen don’t ask questions.”

He throws his head back and laughs. “I’m no
gentleman, but whatever you were thinking about put some color back into your
cheeks and had you squirming around in your seat. So I may not be a gentleman,
but I’m observant. I actually think you were remembering me naked,” he
announces with a smug look across his face.

My blush deepens, but I refuse to show my
embarrassment so I fight back instead, “If you must know, I was thinking about
you naked, standing over me, jacking off – that was so hot.”

Now, I have the smug look as he gives me an
embarrassed laugh and won’t meet my eyes. I take hold of his face and make him look
at me. “I like you Donovan and you have no idea how much I wish it had been us
who had connected…but it wasn’t…and I really…”

“Miss Reece,” he finishes for me.

I nod and settle back down against him. “He
lied to me Donovan. He told me he never slept with her and that they’ve never
been intimate, but you said they have.” I wipe a wayward tear from my face
hoping he doesn’t notice.

Donovan strokes my hair down my back, which
is making me drowsy. I’m exhausted after spending most of the nights since I
last saw and spoke to Reece, restless and reading half the night to pass the
time.

“I know I let slip that she shares his bed
when she’s here, but Reece always keeps the door slightly ajar when she’s here.
It’s only ever shut when she’s getting dressed, and Reece is never in the room
with her then. I know you might think I’m trying to help him out of the hole I
put him in, but I’m not. Nothing happens, and trust me I’d know with how thin
the walls are in that place.” He squeezes my shoulder. “He’s been a pain in the
ass since the summer and I’ve only had a week’s break since you got together,
so will you please come to the club with me to meet Dal and talk to him.
Please…”

It’s a week since I last saw and spoke to
Reece and I’ve cried buckets over him. Something I said I wouldn’t do again,
but he’s in me and he’s my bad ass with a soft heart. A heart that I want
tangled with mine.

“You’re quiet.”

“I don’t know what to do, Donovan. What if
he doesn’t want me there? It will only hurt more than it does right now.” I
hide my face with my hands. The blush fills my cheeks as I try to swallow the
insecurities that are flooding me and destroying my so-called relationship with
Reece.

Donovan laughs. “If you think he’ll turn
you away then you haven’t got eyes in that beautiful head of yours. Dal isn’t
that bad, she’s just a loaner; so if she doesn’t talk to you, don’t be
offended, okay? But I’m telling you, Reece has really missed you this week;
just don’t tell him I told you that because I kinda like how I look without having
him rearrange my face.”

I chuckle. “I won’t let him touch you…and
if you’re sure I’m going to be welcome then I guess I better go and get ready.”
I start to move out of his arms, but turn back and meet his gaze, feeling
unsure whether this is the right move to make after having no contact with
Reece all week.

“Go get ready Callie and wear your sexiest
dress. I’m going to hang here and watch hockey.” He practically shoves me off
the sofa, and putting his feet up, he proceeds to ignore me.

“Humph.” I turn and run into my room.

~ * ~

Showering, I reach for my razor and start
to shave my under arms, legs and bikini line, but I decide to carry on and
start to remove the light covering over the top of my pussy and between my
legs. Usually I just trim, but I might as well go for it and then let Reece
know I’m naked with a very naked pussy waiting for his attention.

Shit
! What am I thinking? He’s not getting between my legs until he’s
apologized and I’m positive that there’s nothing going on between him and Dal. I
grin to myself, thinking that there is no reason why I can’t tease the tiger.

Finishing up, I turn the shower off and
step out, wrapping a towel around me, I head into my bedroom to find something
sexy to wear. I want his tongue dropping to his knees when he sees me and I
think I know exactly which outfit I’m going to wear.

Throwing the closet doors open, I root
around and bring out the bit of material that can’t really be called a dress. I
grin – this will do.

Dropping the towel, I stand in front of the
mirror in my room and look at my naked self. From the tips of my pink toes, up
my long tanned legs to my naked pussy, which kinda looks red –
hope that goes away soon
– up past
my narrow waist to my large breasts, which used to get more attention than I would
have liked, but now I’m glad I have large breasts because Reece loves playing
with them. I mean I certainly don’t have any complaints.

“Callie, you nearly ready?”

Hearing Donovan call out to me, finds me
running to my bed and struggling to get the dress down once I have my arms and
head in the thing, but I can’t get it down because I’m…I’m
fucking
stuck.

“Callie?” Donovan knocks on my bedroom
door.

“Nearly ready,” I try to shout back, but
I’m not sure if he heard me.

Then I hear the door open…and then nothing.
I freeze in my fight with the dress. “Donovan?” I whisper.

“Yeah.” He coughs. “What the fuck are you
doing?”

“This is so friggin’ embarrassing, but I’m
stuck. Can you help yank my dress down?”

I could die right now. I’m naked from the
neck down and with Donovan taking his sweet time; I wouldn’t be surprised if my
whole body has a blush covering it.

“Um, right. Try and stand still.”

I can feel him approaching me. He’s either
having a good look or he’s nervous to touch me.

“You’re fucking gorgeous…
Shit
… Forget I said that. Reece will
kill me if he ever finds out about this.”

I’m starting to get impatient now, standing
here naked while he gets his fill.

“Reece isn’t here and it’s not as though
you haven’t already seen me naked. For heaven’s sake, you’ve even been inside
me, so can you just get me sorted… Please.” I add as an afterthought.

“Yeah,” he croaks.

As he stands directly in front of me he
takes hold of the material wrapped around my neck and starts to tug it down
over my breasts and my torso when my head finally pops out of the top. I take a
breath and look at Donovan who is sweating as he continues to pull my dress
down with a huge bulge in his jeans.

Pausing when he glances at my pussy, he
finally meets my eyes and gulps. “What. Why.” He clears his throat. “What have
you been doing down there?” He points at my pussy, which causes my face to
heat. I step back and quickly cover myself before slipping my feet into black
heels.

“Callie. You didn’t answer.” He’s standing
with his hands on his hips, not bothering to try and cover his reaction to
naked me.

“And I’m not going to. There is nothing
wrong down there, so can we please move on and can you try and forget what just
happened? Please?”

I’m not sure what’s going on, but there is
something going on down there. My pussy is starting to sting a bit, but I’ll be
damned if I’m admitting that to the horny guy in front of me.

“Are you sure you really want to wear that
dress?”

“After all that trouble, yes I do, plus you
told me to wear the sexiest dress I have. Besides do you really want to help me
out of it?” I glare back at him.

“Hell no. I can’t cope with another show.”
Donovan turns and walks back out my bedroom. “C’mon, let’s get this over with,
but don’t say I didn’t warn you. Shit, Reece is going to flip his lid when he
sees you in that thing.”

I follow him out of my room. “There’s
nothing wrong with ‘this thing.’”

“Hell Callie. You’re showing your breasts
through that hole in the middle and with all the holes in the side everyone
will know you don’t have panties on. Reece is going to be fighting with
everyone all night to keep you safe.” He rubs his neck. “You know, perhaps this
isn’t such a good idea.”

“I’ve never worn this dress before because
I’ve never had the nerve, but tonight I want Reece to know what he’s going to
lose if he ever fucks with me again. Well, that is if we end up being good.”

“Oh, you’ll end up being good, that’s a
given.”

He grabs his keys from the side table and
indicates with his arm for me to go first, which I do, hoping the sting going
on down below soon calms down. I’ve no idea what I’ve done because I’ve shaved
there before without having any problem. I wonder if I’m sensitive to the new
shower gel Thalia bought on sale. That’s all I need.