Stronger Than Ever (My Best Friend) (16 page)

He reached Kay, grabbed her, and pushed the guy away from her.

The guy came up on Jason. “What the fuck?”

Jason stared him down. “Get your hands off her.”

“She’s dancing with me. Get the fucking hint.”

Jason charged him, but Kay got in the middle. “Stop it, Jason.”

“Stop what?” he yelled.
Calm down
, he thought.

“Look, you’re not her type, or color.” The guy grabbed her wrist.

“I’m going to say this one more time: get your fucking hands off my wife.”

“Your wife?” He looked at Kay. “I didn’t know you were married.” The guy just shook his head. “She’s not wearing a ring.” He walked away.

“What the fuck are you doing? Where’s your ring?”

“Enjoying myself.” She turned to walk away when he grabbed her waist and turned her around.

“Dance with me.” He took her hands and put them around his neck. “How come I wasn’t invited to your early birthday celebration?”

“You remembered,” she said, staring at him.

“Of course I remembered.”

She placed her index finger on his lips. “Shh.”

He stared at her and his dick throbb
ed
again. Damn, she was turning him on with just that simple gesture, with her eyes and her lips. He grabbed her tighter and at that moment nothing else mattered but them. As they moved to the music, their problems seemed to disappear.

Jason
started
grinding on her, moving his hips down and back up, letting her feel his arousal.

By the way she moved her
body
in sync with his, he could tell she was getting turned on. He knew how to make her
react, like no other man could. She turned around, and grind on his c
rotch
.
He knew she could
feel his erection.

He bent her over and grabbed her waist and rotat
ed
and bum
ped
on her ass.
Damn
, he thought. He looked over at the wall and the guys were all watching him.
Yeah, watch. She’s mine. They want a sho
w, then
I’ll give them one
. He turned her around, bent way down, and kissed her left thigh.

“Shit,” Kay whispered.

He lifted her up and wrapped her legs around his waist as he pumped against her slowly. She tightened her hold on his neck and gave as much as she received.

John, Amy, and Sophia were staring at them in amusement. “What the fuck, I thought you guys were mad at each other,” John said, laughing.

“Damn.”
Sophia giggled at the sight of them.

Jason
leaned
into Kay and kiss
ed
her neck. Kay
pulled
back, moaning. He put her down on the floor and grabbed her hair, slammed his lips
on hers
and devoured her
.
Kay gave it back in full force. He pulled away and whispered in her ear. “
You’re mine
. R
emember that
.”

She realized what he was up to and backed away. “Really, you need to remember you left me.” She walked away.

“I guess I spoke too soon. How do they go from hot to cold that fast?” John said.

Kay went into the bathroom, looked into the mirror. “I’m so stupid. He was just marking his territory.” A tear escaped the corner of her eye. She wiped it awa
y
. “You’re a strong, black, independent woman. You’ve survived so far.” She took a deep breath and opened the bathroom door. He was right there, waiting.

“What do you want, Jason?”

“You’re leaving with me now.” He moved closer.

“No, I am not.” She walk
ed
toward Amy, Sophia, and John. “Thank you, John.”

“Don’t blame him,” said Jason, facing her.

“What happened? You guys were practically fucking on the dance floor?” Sophia tried not to laugh.

“I’m glad you find this funny. He’s just trying to keep other guys away, but too bad it won’t work. He’s nothing to me.”

“I’m nothing to you?” yelled Jason.

“Dude, calm down. You know she doesn’t mean that shit.” John patted his shoulder.

“I meant what I sai
d.
H
e left me like everybody else has done in the past.” She wiped a tear before walking off to the dance floor.

“Kay,” he whispered to himself.

“Why don’t you stop all this mess and move back home with your family?” Amy asked him squarely.

“I’m not read
y.
W
e need to work on some issues.”

“Like what, Jason? Any fool can see you guys are madly in love with each other. The love you guys feel for each other only comes once in a life time,” came Sophia’s words.

“What’s this? A fucking intervention?”

“Jason, I shouldn’t be the one to tell you this, but Kay went to see a divorce lawyer,” Amy said, with concern in her eyes.

“I don’t want a fucking divorce,” he yelled.

“Have you told her that? Why do you think she’s acting like she’s single? Because of you. It’s been over a month and a half since you walked out on her,” Sophia said. “If you want your wife.
You
better fight for her.”

***

“Kay.”

She heard someone calling her. When she looked back it was Tommy.
Oh great
, she thought. He was wearing a black button-up shirt, black slacks, and black shoes, looking handsome as ever. He walked over to her and leaned in.

“Just wanted to say thank you for what you tried to do for my son. We found a match and he’s going to be fine.”

“Tommy, don’t thank me. I didn’t do it for you.”

“My son means the world to me.”

She felt hurt by his words.
His son means so much
…
but what about my daughter?
“That’s why you’re here at the club?”

He grabbed her wrist. “Let’s get out of here. You were one of the best lovers I’ve ever had.”

She pulled her wrist away. “Fuck you.” She turned and raced away.

***

Jason went looking for Kay to tell her how he felt. He was disgusted to find her in the back, by the bathroom, with of all people, Tommy. “What the fuck?”
S
he’s still in love with him. I guess she settled for me
.

“Jason?” Kay’s voice rang with uncertainty. He kept walking, but she caught up with him. “Jason, wait.” She touched him and he pulled away.

Before he knew it, the words were out of his mouth. “Did you fuck him?”

She stared in silence and when he least expected it she slapped him. “Fuck you.”

One of the guys that
she
danc
ed
with earlier
saw what had just happened and came over
. He
grabbed her hand. “Are you okay?”

She nodded.

“You want me to handle him?”

“No. Let’s dance.” She grabbed his hand and pulled him to the dance floor.

“Fuck this shit,” Jason said, rushing to the dance floor
, and
pulled her out of
the man’s
hands. “You’re leaving with me.” She tried to pull away from his grip.

“Let me go.”

“Let her go
.
”

“
Or what?” Jason wasn’t a violent man, but when it came to his wife and kids he didn’t pull any
punches
. He balled his fist and
punched
his opponent
in the face.

“Damn.” John rushed to the dance floor.

He
rushed back, swung at Jason and missed, but he almost hit Kay. Jason rushed forward and
punched
him
again. Kay pushed him back. “Jason, please! Stop! I don’t want you to get hurt.” She saw all the guys gathering around.

He stared at her and could see the fear in her eye
s
, he
was about to back away whe
n the guy
grabbed Kay. “She doesn’t mess with white trash like you.”

“What did you call him?” She wiggled out of his hold, closed her fist, and
hit
him in the stomach.

Jason picked her up and threw her over his shoulder. He knew he couldn’t handle all the guys
gathering around
them.

The
man
and his boys were about to charge Jason when John stepped in front of them. “Look, that’s his wife.”

“What?”

“That’s his wife.”

“Put me down,” yelled Kay as she pounded Jason’s back.

He reached his car, placed her on the ground, and pinned her in between his hands. “Look at me.”

She ignored him.

He gently grabbed her chin and moved her face to where she could look at him. “I’m taking you home before you do something we’ll both regret. We both acted like two teenagers tonight.”

She just stared at him.

“We can do this the easy way or the hard way. What’s it going to be?” he asked, caressing her chin. “Thank you for sticking up for me.”

She put her hand in his pocket and removed his car key
s,
hit
ting
the button to open the car. She opened the car door and got in, crossing her arms.

He smiled, walked over to the driver’s side, and got in.
That was easy
.

“Where are you taking me? You told me you were taking me home.”

“You’re coming to my apartment.”

“No, take me home. I don’t want to see your bachelor pad.”

“I’ll take you home when you’re sober, and I don’t have a bachelor pad. I got the apartment for the kid
s.
I wanted them to be comfortable.”

“I’m sober. Where are my kids?”

“
Our
kids are with my parents. It took you long enough to ask about them.”

“So you asked to spend time with them, then you hand them to your parents. First you call me a slut, now I’m a bad mother.”

“I was spending quality time sleeping with them, when John called me, since he knows I’m the only one who can handle you.”

“Handle me? I didn’t do anything wrong.”

“A married woman doesn’t act the way you did tonight. I never called you a slut or a bad mother.” He stared at her for a second before facing the road again.

She turned her body to look out the window. “Whatever.”

Neither of them dared to speak the rest of the way to his apartment.

***

Jason opened the door. “Welcome.”

It was the first time she’d been in his apartment. “It’s nice. How many bedrooms?” she asked, looking around.

“One. When the kids are here, Angel sleeps in the bed. Jeremy and I sleep out here.” Jason pointed at the couch. “I put him in his playpen.”

She sat down and was quiet and then she whispered. “Why?”

He sat in front of her. “Why, what?”

“Nothing. Take me home.” She broke their eye contact.

“Are you sure you want to go home?” He touched her chin and tilted it slightly so she faced him.

They stared at each other. He couldn’t do this anymore. He leaned forward and gently kiss
ed
her lips. She
moaned
, wrapping her hands around his neck,
pulling
him closer. The kiss got deeper, and he devouring her lips
, and then pulling
away, gasping for air.

“I miss you.”

“Kay, please don’t tell me to stop.” He caressed her cheeks. Kay
began
taking off her shirt. He looked at her smooth,
milk chocolate
skin. She
unhooked
her bra. “Don’t. Let me.” He leaned into her again, kissing her neck, nibbling her ear. “I want you so much, baby.”

“I want you, too.”

She remov
ed
his shir
t, and
he helped her by pulling it over his head. She gasped again when she saw his six-pack abs, and she touch
ed
his chest. He grabbed her hands and brought them to his lips, sucking on each finger in turn. She closed her eyes.