“Sounds good. You ready to get out of here?” He lets go of my shoulder but grabs my hand.
“I’m ready when you are. I’ll wait for as long as it takes.” Fuck, I don’t think he is just talking about being here. I don’t acknowledge what he says. I just smile and take one last photo of the sun dipping down behind the waterfall.
“I’m ready.” He nods his head, and we silently make our way back to his car.
THE TRIP TO THE PARK was a success. Kallie loved it, and I can see why. It was definitely a great place, full of perfect settings for a photo shoot. It was the first time since I’ve met her that I wanted to grab her and kiss the shit out of her. Watching her when she is taking pictures is such a damn turn on. She looks so fucking sexy, but after the elbow to the stomach, I figured I had better not push my luck. I did however mean what I said about waiting as long as it takes. I know if she would just let her guard down, we could have something great. I see little breaks in her resolve every once in a while, but she fixes that quickly. For now, I’ll take this friendship because I fucking love being around her. “Jax, do you think we could just stop at my place real quick so I can change? I’d rather not meet your friends dressed like a bum.” I glance over at her and grin. If being dressed in a tight black tank top and jean shorts is her idea of bumming it, I can’t wait to see what she puts on.
“You got it.” We are almost home, and the ride wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be. The ride up may have been full of laughs and singing, but the ride home was a bit more serious. We’ve been talking about our brothers and family. I feel an overwhelming need to thank her brother for pushing her to photograph people. If he hadn’t, who knows if we would have met? I also can’t wait for her to meet Brody. I know they will get along great; they are so much alike with their goals.
“Jax, who exactly is going to be at this party?” She pulls me out of my thoughts with her question.
“I’m not totally sure. I know Max will be there, my brother is supposed to stop by, and I could be wrong, but I think Blake mentioned Brinley coming too. There will be a few more models and guys from work I’m sure.” She bites her lip and nods her head. I get the feeling she is nervous, and it makes me wonder why. “What’s up? We don’t need to go if you don’t want to.” I stop at a light and grab her hand. I can’t fucking help it. I feel compelled to touch her in some way.
“No, no, I want to go. It will be fun.” I squeeze her hand and focus back on the road when the light changes. It’s only a few minutes before I’m parking in a spot at her place. We get out of the car and head inside. I go to the stairs and she laughs. “Why do you always take the stairs? Elevators scare you?” I lightly laugh and push through the door.
“No, elevators don’t scare me. I just feel like they are the lazy way. I’d rather use the stairs.” She rolls her eyes and starts running up the stairs.
“I’ll show you lazy.” She laughs as she keeps rushing up. I take the stairs two at a time and catch up to her, grab her by the waist, lift her up, and carry her the rest of the way. She is laughing and holding on tight to my arms. When we make it to her floor, I kick open the door and run down to hers. I put her down and she turns around still laughing.
“What? Just showing you how fun taking the stairs can be.” She shakes her head and slips the key in, unlocking the door. We go inside and she flips on the lights.
“Okay, you proved your point. Stairs can be fun.” I smile and lean against the wall. “I’m going to get changed. Sit, I won’t be long.” I sit down on the couch and pull out my cell phone. I text Blake and let him know we will be heading over soon. He doesn’t reply, which doesn’t surprise me, he’s probably busy ‘entertaining,’ I laugh to myself and pull up my Facebook page, checking to see what I’ve missed. I posted a picture earlier, and it is so flattering the comments I get from all these women. They definitely know how to inflate your ego. I’ve gotten some off the wall private messages that are flattering, but nothing I’d ever act on. I usually just reply with a thank you.
After being on for about twenty minutes, I close it down and wait on Kallie. Thoughts of last night and seeing her in just her bra and panties flash through my mind. What I wouldn’t give to have her squirming under me, her soft skin glistening with sweat, and her wet pussy wrapped around my cock. “Sorry, I’m ready.” I snap my head over to her and try to clear it of sexual thoughts before I attempt to make good on them. My hard cock may take a bit longer to convince though. It doesn’t help that she is wearing a tight dress that is making her tits pop out. She looks fucking stunning. Her hair is down and curled, her makeup is on, and fuck, those tits. Shit, I said that, but it’s like they are begging for my attention.
“Kallie, you look hot as hell. I’ll need to keep an eye on those assholes tonight.” She laughs and shakes her head, but I’m serious. They will be climbing all over her, much like I would if she fucking let me.
We pull up to my house, and as usual, the street is flooded with cars. “Holy shit. There are a lot of people here.” I get out and she meets me in front of the car.
“Yea, but you’ll have fun, believe me. Come on; let me introduce you to some people.” I take her hand, and we walk into the house. Most everyone is outside, but there are a few hanging around inside as well. As soon as she sees them, she drops my hand like it’s on fire. I just sigh and move into the kitchen. “Looks like more people are outside, come on.” She follows me out, and people bombard me right away. Monica runs over and I catch her. We laugh and she gives me a kiss hello. She introduces me to some new friends she brought. Blake comes over and slaps me on the back.
“Brother, holy fuck, there are some hot chicks here tonight. Glad you decided to come home alone; you need to get your dick wet instead of ignored.” I hear a throat clear behind me and close my eyes. “She’s behind us, isn’t she?” I nod my head, and he turns around, smiling. “Kallie, I’m so fucking glad you made it. What can I get you? A drink? Food? You want to go for a swim?”
“Shut up, Blake.” I turn to see her looking at him with her eyebrows raised. She doesn’t look happy. “Come on, Kallie, let’s eat, then we will hang out.” She glares at Blake and
smiles at me.
“Sounds good. I’m starving.” I lead her over to the grill and look behind me at Blake. He lifts his shoulders and mouths ‘sorry.’ I flip him off before grabbing two plates off the table. I get us both a burger and my favorite potato salad. Most people are in the pool and hot tub or by the fire, so we have plenty of room at the table. I put our plates down and sit.
“I’ll go grab us drinks. What do you want?” She cringes and looks at me.
“No alcohol, anything else is fine.” I nod and go over to the cooler. I grab myself a beer and a soda for her. We sit and eat just taking in everything going on. A few people come over, and I introduce them to Kallie. I watch as she talks and laughs with all of them, happy that she seems to like them. She is busy talking to Max when Brody walks over to me.
“Well, look who finally decided to come out of the house. What’s up, Brody?” When I say his name, she turns her head.
“Shut the fuck up, Jax. I thought I’d stop by for a beer.” I smile and stand up, wrapping my arm around him. I’m excited for Kallie and Brody to meet. I know we aren’t anything but friends, but I really want them to get along.
“Brody, this is my friend Kallie. Kallie, this is my brother Brody.” Brody looks at me with a grin on his face. He knows I am attracted to her, but I can see on his face that he is impressed. He moves away from me and shakes her hand.
“Hi, Kallie, it’s a pleasure to meet you. Jax has spoken very highly of you.” She looks at me and narrows her eyes. I hold up my hands and laugh. She looks back at Brody and laughs.
“Nice to meet you, Brody. Jax has told me so much about you, I feel like I know you.” He sits down in my seat and they begin talking. I stand there with my arms crossed and watch them. He asks about her photography, and her face lights up.
“Hey, Jax, instead of standing there ogling, go grab me a beer, will you?” They both laugh, and I grin as I walk away to get it for him. I grab one out of the cooler and turn around, nearly bumping into this beautiful woman.
“Shit, sorry.” She smiles at me and moves even closer—so close that her tits are pressed up against my chest.
“Don’t be. I’ve been waiting for you to move away from your photographer all night.” I dip my eyebrows in confusion, pissed by her statement. I take a step back, getting her tits off me.