Six Weeks of Seduction

CHAPTER 7: NICK

CHAPTER 7: NICK

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Nick hadn’t gotten off the couch in days. Hunter’s words kept echoing through his head and he couldn’t accept them. It’d been different with Sarah. She had to have felt it too, but obviously she hadn’t. He’d just been some guy she’d hooked up with like all those faceless women he’d banged. It’d been fun, something to pass the time, but that’d been it.

Damn. This hurt. He pointed the remote at the TV and flipped through the stations. Daytime TV sucked. He grabbed the phone. He’d call the liquor store. Everything was better when he had a buzz. That was a million dollar slogan. Even drunk he was a genius. Now, all he needed was a small liquor business to represent.

His phone rang and he stared at it in his hand, his mind still fuzzy from drinking earlier, or last night, or today. He had no idea what day or time it was. Maybe, the liquor store was calling him. He grinned as he answered the phone, “I’d like six bottles of Glenlivet.”

“Nick?” asked Annie.

“Annie?” He sat up, his eyes focusing on her name on his phone. “Everything okay?” He was helping her with her cateringestaurant business, but their next appointment wasn’t for weeks.

“No, everything’s not okay. What did you say to Hunter?”

“Nothing.”

“Really? He’s refusing to give you Sarah’s contact information because he says you only want to use her.”

“That mother-fucker. Why the hell did he say anything to you?”

“Because I asked him to go behind Patrick’s back and get Sarah’s file.”

“You did? Why?”

“Because Patrick is being a stubborn i***t about this, or I thought he was. He’s using the same excuses he did to stay away from me—Ethan says. It’s Ethan’s rules—and that’s just stupid. If you’re in love with her, Ethan shouldn’t stand in your way.” She took a deep breath. “And you helped me and Patrick.”

“Thank you.” He was humbled that she’d stick her neck out for him, because Patrick was going to be pissed.

“Apparently, I’m an i***t and Patrick’s right, so thanks a lot. We had a huge fight over this and it was all for nothing because you’re a jerk.”

“I don’t know what Hunter told you but I’d never hurt her.” He still had a chance. All he had to do was convince Annie that he cared for Sarah and he’d have her again. Sarah may not want to admit it but she was as hot for him as he was for her. He just had to remind her how good it’d been between them and he could f**k her and move on with his life.

“Really?”

“Really. I don’t hurt women. You know me better than that.”

“Hmm.”

“Please Annie, I’m a mess.” That was true. “I need to see her. Talk to her.” And f**k her in every position imaginable.

“If she’s not interested, what will you do?”

“I’ll leave her alone.” He ran his fingers across his chest in a cross as if she could see him. “I swear.”

“Attend the Norman Jay Animal Rights Dinner this Thursday night.”

“She’ll be there? Sarah will be there?” His hand shook.

“Don’t make me sorry I did this.” She hung up the phone.

He wouldn’t. Actually, he didn’t care. He hadn’t asked Annie to help him. That was her decision caused by her woman’s heart, filled with love and happily ever after. He didn’t want love or a relationship but he did want to f**k Sarah again—over and over until he couldn’t see straight and he no longer dreamt of her every night.