“Stop overthinking it. We’ve always been good together.” He comes in for another kiss and I am a goner. I’m consumed and fueled by passion.
As though we haven’t spent years apart.
Chapter 12
Audrey
Nate’s been moving his things in next door for the past two weeks. I’ve been trying not to ogle him through the peephole as he walks past my door, but I can’t help but steal glances at him.
He makes me feel not so alone
He makes me feel whole again.
I know he isn’t a replacement, and it isn’t healthy, but watching Nate is like a damn drug. I can’t get enough. I am like a fucking addict craving just a glimpse of him. I mean yeah, he resembles Joey, but I know they aren’t the same person. Maybe I am just lonely and seriously fucked in the head, but I look forward to seeing Nate.
He has been keeping his distance, and we haven’t worked the same shift at the bar not once. I know we can’t avoid each other forever, but for now it’s working. At least it had been until Nattie changed our plans.
She sprung her vacation on me a few days ago. She says she needs some time away. Time to clear her head. I guess Trey, a guy she has pined for her whole life showed up and rocked her world off axis. He has a kid and an ex-wife. It sounds like a bunch of drama and I can’t blame her for wanting to check out of reality. God knows I checked out the day Joey was taken away from me.
I understand where Natalie is coming from, but at the same time it’s hard to see her giving up what I was supposed to have with Joey. Trey wants to go all in and for them to be a family together.
The poor guy has all but moved into the bar to drown his sorrows. He is so upset over my bestie shooting him down. I have tried talking to her about it, but she shuts me down every time. It stings but I guess I deserve it after freezing her out like I did when I was grieving.
She left this morning and Trey took off after she did. I can’t be mad. I know she needs to do this.
The timing sucks, but I would never dream of telling her no. She’s been so good to me through all of my shit and held my hand through it all. Even when I didn’t deserve her friendship, she was there for me. She’s never let me down, and I can suffer a week with Nate for her sake if it will make her happy.
She is going on a cruise to the Bahamas. I’m totally jealous. While she is on the beach sipping fruity cocktails, I’ll be here with my dead boyfriend’s brother.
It wouldn’t be so bad if he wasn’t such an asshole. Sure, he is sexy to look at and intriguing at times, but he has made it clear he wants nothing to do with me.
I mean, why shouldn’t we be friends? I do own part of his business.
I can hear him now banging against the wall. I hope he hasn’t brought his mystery woman home with him for another round.
I turn my movie up louder and snuggle deeper in my blanket, trying to get comfortable.
A few minutes late someone is pounding on my door. Ugh, its early Sunday morning, and I haven’t slept, after singing last night and talking with his sister about her travel plans and her love life. When I tried to get some rest all I could do was think of Joey and what we will never experience together. We never got to take a vacation together. The closest we ever got was when he took me to dinner, and a hotel for the night on our anniversary. Not that I am complaining. He was so romantic, I thought that maybe he was going to propose to me, but he didn’t.
Even without a proposal, it was the perfect date. We ate steak and shrimp by candlelight. We had the whole back dining room to ourselves. I may have gone down on Joey from under the table too.
I pretended to drop my napkin and slid under the tablecloth. When I came back up, I was between his legs.
We had such a good time.
Inching my fingers up his thighs I make my way to his zipper.
“Audrey, what are you doing?” His voice is shaky. I know getting it on in public makes him nervous.
“I’m ready for dessert,” I whisper, eager to touch and taste him.
“You can’t mean to be doing that here.”
I don’t answer. I finish what I started and continue rubbing over the bulge in his boxer briefs. He groans in response and slides down in the seat giving me a better angle to work with. Growing more erect under my touch. My man is no longer protesting, instead he’s enjoying what I’m offering.
“Fuck, Audrey,” he hisses under his breath as my tongue licks him from base to tip with his thick cock fully exposed now.
Pre-cum beads on the head of his dick. I lick it up and suck him between my lips, eager to get him off. I know it turns him on when I swallow.