“Yeah? How so?”
Jackson yanked his tie off and flung it aside. “She won’t fuck me and it’s turning me into a crazy person. That whole time in the Hamptons? I got nothing. Fuckin’ insane. I don’t even know how long it’s been since we’ve had sex.”
When the waitress came by with my drink, I held it up, waiting a couple seconds for Jackson to finish whispering something to her before doing a toast. “Well, here’s to when it finally happens.”
“Yeah, distance makes the dick grow harder, right?” Jackson brought his glass to mine and laughed. “No, fuck that, I’ve already taken care of it.”
My blood rushed hot under my skin. I had no idea why I was angry on Lara’s behalf, but I was. “What do you mean? You already fucking the waitress?”
“Not her. I’m planting the seeds for that one to happen somewhere down the line. I’ve got someone else in the meantime.”
“Who?”
Jackson chuckled. “Not sure if I can tell you.”
“It’s me. Of course you can tell me.”
“Then you tell me first about Piper. I’m still waiting to hear if she’s any good. I always tell Caleb that she looks like she’d just lay there with her arms crossed till you made her come.”
I snorted. “Uh. No. Not exactly.” I rubbed the back of my neck, trying to commit to my lie. Faking a sexual escapade was foreign for me. I’d never done it, not even as a kid. “She was good,” I finally said, thinking of Lara to get myself through the story. With Jackson, the best way to get caught lying was sparing any details. “She’s not afraid to be loud. Tells you where to put it, how to do it. Everything she says or does – fuck, the way she breathes is insanely fucking hot.”
“Yeah?” Jackson sat forward.
“And I mean she’s as tight as it fucking gets but she’s also got this…”
He grinned. “Death grip?”
I actually felt something real in my laugh. “Yeah. Once you’re inside, she just fucking pulses around you till you can’t even see straight. It’s like fucking Heaven.”
Jackson winced and sucked a breath between his teeth. “Goddamn, that sounds like Lara.” I tried to look unfazed as he smirked. “Isn’t it fucked up? She’s the best I’ve ever had and despite the fact that she’s my fiancée, I can’t have her.” He wiped angrily at the sneer forming on his lips. “I swear to God, if Sawyer’s had her even once I’m going to go fucking ballistic and kill him.”
I laughed with real amusement. “Fucking hypocrite. What about the other way around? You’ve cheated on her. You’re still cheating on her.”
Jackson tossed back the last of his scotch. “And Lara may have very well been the one to get rid of Gabrielle, so I think we’re pretty much even.”
“You know Lara didn’t do it. There’s footage of some guy going into Gabrielle’s apartment.”
“Yeah. Probably to clean up the scene.”
“Really. And who would Lara know to call for that kind of help?”
“I don’t know. There are plenty of people who do these kinds of jobs. Morbid shit happens under our noses every day and no one finds out because there’s always going to be a lowlife who’d rather dispose of a body for ten grand than get a real job.”
“Ten grand? Is how much that kind of service runs for?”
Jackson paused, staring either into the distance or at a waitress’s ass. Probably the latter. “Fuck if I know,” he finally answered. A brief silence followed but I broke it.
“So who’s the new side chick?” I asked, putting a smile on Jackson’s face.
“Wouldn’t you like to know.”
“Why wouldn’t I? I always like hearing about how much your sexual escapades pale in comparison to mine,” I grinned, knowing well that Jackson always took the competition bait.
“Right. If I’m not mistaken, I’m the one who’s engaged to the hottest chick in New York while fucking the hottest chick in L.A.”
My stomach lurched. I stared at Jackson with unmasked surprise. “You’re sleeping with Audra again?”
Jackson shrugged. “I mean. She’s sucked my cock a few times since she’s been back. So sue me,” he smirked, eyeing me for my reaction. “Oh, come on, man. Look, I get it. You have a grudge against her. But let’s be honest right now and bury the hatchet – you didn’t leave New York because she and I fucked. You left New York because Dad died and Mom got remarried too fast and Audra came along and was finally the daughter she always wanted. And she was young and hot, so of course she was going to be an attention whore and start drama and pull some manipulative shit here and there. But it’s been ten years and we’re all grown-ass adults now. So don’t pretend you wouldn’t hit it if you didn’t have a problem with her occasional crazy act. She’s like a… sexy freakshow. Her tits are the size of her fucking head.”