Addicted
1339 Words
Jeremiah
Her face falls, and although I want to say never mind, and give in right this moment, I know that patience is what I need to have. Like the little kids book says, slow and steady wins the race, or something like that. Plus, I will be surprising her later anyway. I can't stay away even if I tried. She has already become an addiction to me.
Tyler invited me to Guy's night. The guys and girls are all going to the bar, but we will be doing our own thing. The guys don't like being away from their women and this works for me, because I can keep my eyes on her the whole time. I am also invited to family dinner, so again, this works out perfectly. I visit with Ty and D. I give her sh*t for getting pregnant again. I joke and tell her that she is baby trapping Ty. Of course, she laughs and says she sure is. Those two are so in love, it is disgusting, but I won't lie. I want that. I crave it, I need it. Now more than ever, this is the life that I want. I never thought I would be jealous of my best friend, or of a relationship, but here I am wanting things I have never wanted before. Not 100 percent sure about kids just yet. They are scary, and I think they bite, but I think I am ready for a wife. I know I had a crush on Ali when I was younger, but these feelings came crashing in hard this time around.
She doesn't even look my way during dinner. Besides the surprised look on her face when she first spotted me at the table, I've been ignored. She also made sure to sit at the opposite end of the table, but that is fine, because I got to stare at her beautiful face. Now we are on our way to the bar, and I am ready to have a drink. Alabama has me wound up tight, the thrill of jumping from a hot air balloon, the closeness of her body, being ignored, everything is building up. "Are you good?" Ty asks me. "Yeap," is all I say.
We arrive, and the girls go their way, and we go our way. I sit at the bar and look around real quick. I know that I am always in work mode, nothing changes because I am back home and in a familiar place. I still have to make sure it is safe. Once I do that, I ask for a scotch. I take it back and ask for another and I make my way back to the guys. It looks like everyone was invited, because Valen and his wife show up, the sister with the biker husband shows up with some of his buddies, and it is getting pretty wild. Shots are being passed around, and dart games, along with some other drinking games, are all happening at the same time. I look over and Alabama is dancing with Dallas. I relax. Everyone is fine, and having a great time. I need to learn to relax and have a great time myself. After a while, I walk back to the bar and take a seat. I quickly check my phone. My hr guy has everything ready for Ali to start tomorrow. I can't wait to see her daily. She won't be able to escape me now.
I am in my thoughts, so when a woman with a short bob stands next to me, I don't even notice her. It isn't until she rubs her arm on mine that I pay attention. "Oh excuse me," she giggles. I look up and her huge t*ts are right in my face. I am annoyed that it isn't Alabama standing here flashing me her body, instead it is this woman who is wearing too little clothing, and too much perfume. She leans in "Want to buy me a drink?" she licks her lips. My d!ck and I are not interested. When I don't say anything, her smile falters, but she giggles again. "Sorry, I didn't introduce myself. Hi, I am Melinda, but you can call me Mel," if she was a cat, she would be purring. She is way too close for my liking. I do not like people in my personal space, unless it is a wild blonde who is most likely cussing me out or has her tongue down my throat. "I am Jeremiah," she extends her hand for me to shake. I am not expecting the wonderful surprise that happens next.
Alabama
I have felt his eyes on me all day and night. Now all of a sudden, a big,titty bimbo stands next to him, and he forgets all about me? I knew he was too good to be true. Now I know why he isn't available to hang out with me later. He plans on taking this woman home, and rocking her world. Jealousy like I have never felt before fills my body to the point that I see red. I stop dancing and go to the table and take back a shot, not wanting to care, but f*ck, I can't lie. I do care. I sit here and watch, because I am me, and I can't take my eyes off them. I hate that I feel this way. She shakes her t*ts in his face, she leans in. Are they going to kiss? I won't allow it. I take down another shot and begin walking over there. "Ali, Alabama, Bama," I hear my sisters trying to stop me, but I am about to c0ck block him. F*ck him. Had me opening up to him earlier today. I should have known I didn't mean anything to him.
I watch her whisper to him, and she extends her hand out for him to shake, but I step right in the middle of them. "Hey baby, buy me another drink?" I tell him and he smiles. I swear his eyes light up too. I guess he isn't upset, but I remember that he never gets upset. He lives for sh*t like this. He loves being the center of attention. "Of course baby," he signals for the bartender and I order a shot. I stand in front of him, blocking her view. "Excuse me, are you two together?" she taps me. I turn around and answer "No," at the same time that he says "Yes," She looks so confused. "So is it a yes or no, if not move," she tells me, and I decide to give her a$$ a show. I am not one for drama or fighting for a man, but he did this. I grab his face and kiss him. He pulls me until I am on his lap, and he shoves his tongue down my throat. I don't think our tongues are the only things fighting for dominance. I pull away, my body throbbing, needing him. This totally backfired on me, but I don't care, if it means I get to orgasm at the end, then I win, but I will still play with him, because it wouldn't be us or any fun if we didn't f*ck with each other.
"It's too bad that you can't come over, I am going to take off and take care of myself, bye," I say, and turn around and walk away. I am expecting him to stop me. I get my things and say bye to my sisters and their friends, and I get to the door and when I turn around, he is with his boys, having a drink and talking to them. I realize this was all for nothing. He made me weak, ut it won't happen again. I give up and grab a cab home. I already had plans with pinki anyway. I just need an orgasm to put me to sleep. I have a big day ahead of me tomorrow.
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