I was wrong though. Because you know how life goes. When you’re riding high and feeling like you’re on top of everything, something always happens to bring you back down to earth. That’s what happened to me this weekend when I came home to visit my parents. The weekend after the wedding when I hooked up with Mr. Tongue. Yes, my one night stand didn’t seem so hot and innocent when I turned up at my parents’ house and saw him sitting on my parents couch. Miracle Tongue or as he called himself Mr. Tongue had nearly given me a heart attack when I’d seen him sitting there in front of me my parents couch, sipping Earl Grey Tea. The moment he looked up at me, his green eyes laughing, was a moment I’ll never forget. It was the moment that stopped my heart for what seemed like minutes. It was the moment that reminded me why I’d never had a one-night stand before. I stood there for a few seconds, before he stood up and walked over to me, a huge grin on his face.
“Hello,” he grinned at me as he reached his hand out to me. “Nice to meet you, my name is Xander.”
“I’m Liv.” I said softly, my face red as I shook his hand.
“Nice to meet you Liv.” His eyes teased me as my parents stood there watching us.
“You too.” I swallowed hard. What was he doing here?
“Oh, you have something on your ear.” He leaned forward and brushed something off of my ear as he whispered quietly. “Now I have a name to put to the face when I think about our night together.” He said and I felt the tip of his tongue on my earlobe. I pulled back in shock and glanced at him and then back at my parents.
“What are you doing here?” I asked softly, needing an answer. This was too much of a coincidence. Of course the answer wasn’t the fairytale answer that I was secretly hoping for. He hadn’t tracked me down because he couldn’t forget me. He hadn’t come to woo me. No, of course my journey into the land of one night stands couldn’t be so perfect. Of course, my journey into one night stands ended up being one complicated mess. I should have known that for me it wouldn’t be one night of fun. I should have known that one night stands never end at one night and they always turn into a whole bunch of trouble.
“What would you like me to be doing here?” He laughed and ran his hands through his jet black hair. Hair I knew was silky soft to the touch. Hair that I’d grabbed and pulled. I bit my lower lip as I stood there, in shock. If I’d known the reason why he was there, I would have run away. If I’d known who he was at the wedding I would have said no. But of course, I wasn’t privy to that information. So of course my one night stand changed everything I thought I knew about my life and who I was. My one night stand had a name. And that was Xander James. And Xander James was about to make everything in my life a whole lot more complicated. Because Xander James was a lot more man than just being Mr. Tongue, Xander James was a man that took what he wanted when he wanted it, no questions asked. And now that he’d seen me again. I was at the top of his list of wants.
Chapter One
One Week Earlier
“Liv, I will give you one hundred dollars if you hook up with someone at the wedding reception tomorrow.” Alice grinned at me and held up five twenties in her hand. “Five big ones, baby.”
“Five big ones would mean five hundred dollars, not one hundred dollars.” I rolled my eyes. “Twenties aren’t considered big ones.”
“They are to me.”
“Not to me.”
“Liv.” Alice sighed. “Stop trying to change the subject. You going to do it or what?” She paused. “I dare you.”
My eyes narrowed as I stared at her. Alice knew that I wasn’t one to back down from a dare. “What do I have to do?”
“Just make out with a guy.” She grinned. “Any guy.”
“Any guy?”
“Well a guy at the reception. It has to be a wedding hookup.”
“Joanna will kill me.” I shook my head and laughed.
“That’s the point.” She giggled and collapsed onto my bed.
“Oh Alice.” I sighed and sat down next to her. Joanna was our roommate from college. The three of us had lived together for the last three years. And we’d been shocked when Joanna had informed us she was getting married, two months after we graduated. To Alice’s ex-boyfriend.
“If you hook up with Luke, I’ll give you five hundred.”
“I’m not hooking up with your ex.” I made a face and then slapped my mouth. “Sorry.”
“Why are you sorry?” Alice shrugged. “You’re a good friend.”
“I can’t believe she’s marrying him and invited us to the wedding.”
“She’s a bitch.” Alice nodded.
“We don’t have to go.” I said hopefully. I really didn’t want to go to this wedding. I had a really bad feeling that something was going to go awfully wrong.
“We have to go.” Alice licked her lips. “And we’re going to be crazy.”
“I don’t know if I want to be crazy.” I made a face and sighed. I didn’t want to be crazy, but I knew for Alice’s sake I’d be as crazy as I could be. Which would be hard, considering my background.
I’m the good girl in my family. The youngest in a family of five kids; I have three brothers and one sister. All of whom are crazy and out of control. You don’t have a family of crazy siblings and end up crazy. You end up as a good kid. You end up as the kid that the parents are thankful for. You end up as a goody two shoes. I’ve been a goody two shoes all my life. Up until college. I went away to college determined to have some fun. And fun, I had. Though it wasn’t the sexing a different hot guy every week, sort of fun. It was the smoking a joint in a dark room with three of my friends and talking about hot guys sort of fun. Don’t get me wrong, I wanted to be one of those confident girls that just goes out and gets laid with whomever she wanted. Only, I didn’t have the sort of personality that permitted that.