Saved (Wanted 2)

“Well, yeah… maybe. Let me talk to Gunner and see how Ari and Jeff are doing first. ”

Lynda’s smile faded. “I’m really so sorry to hear about Ari losing her baby. I mean, I didn’t even know she was pregnant, but still, I hate to see that happen to anyone. She seems like a really nice girl. ”

I smiled at Lynda. I knew she was just trying to be nice, but I was pissed that she caused Heather to turn and walk away.

“Did you drive over here?” I asked standing up.

“Um, yeah. I thought you might like to come back with me, and then we could head out tonight. I mean, if you feel like it. ”

I looked back over to where Heather had walked back to the house.

“You know what? I am in the mood to go out and grab a few beers. How about I get ready and meet you back at your grandparents, place?”

Lynda gave me a smile before she hugged me. “Oh, you won’t regret it, Josh! A night out is just what you need. ”

I watched as Lynda drove off in the Jeep toward Emma and Garrett’s place. I started to head back to the house when Gunner sent me a text.

Gunner: I need some fucking drinks and loud music. You up for going out tonight.

I sent him a text back: Fuck yeah. How’s Ari? Where the hell was Jeff ?

Gunner: Shit, dude. I’ll tell you all about it over a beer.

I replied: Okay, I’m going to jump in the shower and then head over.

I walked into the house and heard the shower going in Jeff and Ari’s bathroom. Why is she taking a shower in their bathroom? I wondered if Heather was going to go out tonight also.

I walked into the kitchen and made a mental note to have the place cleaned up before Ari got home. The last thing she needed to do was worry about cleaning. I reached into the fridge, pulling out a beer. I practically downed it right there. Shit, I need to just get drunk tonight. I needed to get Heather out of my mind, and I only knew one way to do that. It had been too damn long since I’d fucked someone.

I slammed the rest of my beer and threw the bottle in the trash.

When my phone beeped, I pulled it out to see Lynda had texted me with a picture of what she was wearing tonight.

Motherfucker. The picture she sent me was hot. I knew just the person to get Heather off of my mind.

I was sending Lynda a text back when I ran right into Heather coming out of Ari and Jeff’s bedroom.

We hit dead-on and she dropped all her bathroom stuff as I dropped my phone. We both started to lean down to pick up everything. As I stood back up to let her go first, my head hit her in the chin.

“Motherfucker!” Heather grabbed her chin and stumbled backwards.

She looked like she was about to fall, so I reached out, grabbing her other hand, as I pulled her toward me.

“Holy shit Heather! I’m so sorry! Are you okay, princess?” I placed my hands on either side of her face while I moved her head back and forth looking at her chin.

Watching her poor eyes water up, I knew she was trying to hold back the tears. When she reached out her hands and put them on my forearms, I saw the first tear slide down her cheek.

Oh. My. God. I wiped the tear away. I felt like such a douche for hurting her even though it was an accident.

“Oh shit, Heather, I’m so sorry, princess. I didn’t mean to hurt you. ”

She tried to smile at me. “S’okay Josh. I should’ve been looking where I was going. Ouch, I think I bit my damn tongue!” she let out a small laugh.

Her hands were still on my arms, and I let my eyes look down her body.

Holy motherfucking shit! The blue robe she was wearing was open, and of course, she was naked underneath. My legs wobbled just a bit, and she grabbed my arms tighter.