Bare Yourself (Consumed)

Chapter Four

Willow

I swipe a soft peach gloss over my lips, then rub them together to even out the color. Throwing the tube into my makeup bag, I take stock of my appearance. I’m decked out in all black. From my tube top that accentuates my boobs, but flows loose below my breasts and gives peeks of my stomach when I move, to the skirt that floats down to the middle of my thighs, to my strappy high-heeled sandals. One of my best features is my flawlessly smooth skin. I don’t need much makeup, just a swipe of eyeliner, with small wings at the outside corners of my eyes, and a touch of dark gray eyeshadow. My naturally thick lashes means I only need a thin layer of mascara. My hair is in a loose braid that drapes over one shoulder, with a few stray tendrils that hang down the other side of my face. To finish off my outfit, I have on a pair of black pearl earrings and matching silver necklace with a single small pearl teardrop.

I have to admit, I look hot as hell.

I look at Minnie in the mirror. She’s sitting on my bed with her back against the headboard, breastfeeding Luna. A small smile tugs at my lips as I watch her staring lovingly at her daughter. I love Minnie, and couldn’t be happier for her and Logan, but I also envy her. To have the love of a man like Logan and a beautiful child is something I’ve dreamed about. I had a good childhood growing up. I had the love of my parents, a twin who was my best friend, and another best friend that I adored, but I wanted a family of my own to love and cherish. I know one day I’ll get it, but my maternal inner clock has been ticking since Minnie had Luna.

I spin around, throwing my hands on my hips.

“So, what do you think?”

Minnie looks up from Luna, her eyes raking me from top to bottom, then gives a whistle. “I think you’re going to have a hard time keeping Tegan’s hands off you. I’d totally do you if I was into chicks, but unfortunately for you, I’m not.” She gives me a wink, and I laugh.

I walk over and sit on the other side of the bed. Kicking off my shoes, I cross my ankles and smooth out my skirt, leaning back in the same position as Minnie.

“I don’t know. Maybe I don’t want to keep his hands off me,” I tell her, resting my head back and turning it her way.

She unlatches Luna from her breast, tucks her boob back into her bra, pulls her shirt back down, then places Luna against her chest and starts lightly tapping her back.

“Are you sure that’s the smart thing to do? You don’t know anything about him.”

I turn my head back and stare across the room at the artwork Minnie and Logan put on the walls of their guest bedroom. I’m staying with them until I can find a place of my own. I’ve been here a week and have a couple places to look at tomorrow. Luckily, the job I had back in Texas paid me pretty well, so I have a decent amount in my savings account. I won’t be able to live off it long, but it should last long enough for me to find a job.

When I first told Minnie I was moving and she informed me I was staying with them, I refused. Although I didn’t want to think Bryan would hurt me, let alone bring trouble all the way to Georgia, I still didn’t want to take the chance. Minnie huffed and puffed, refusing to take my no for an answer. She ended up putting Logan on the phone and he told me there was no way they were letting me stay in a hotel until I found a place. He knows of the situation with Bryan and reassured me that everything would be fine.

“It may not be smart, but it’s what I want. For the past several years, all I’ve thought about is Bryan, and trying to fix him. I haven’t had any fun in that time and damn it, I’m horny.” I cross my arms over my chest in a playful pout, then look back at her.

She laughs, which makes me laugh with her.

“Well, okay then. Go out and have fun.” Her laughter dies and her face turns serious. “Just promise you’ll be careful.”

I turn on my side, drawing my knees up and propping my head on my hand.

“I promise. Now, tell me more about this Blackie’s. I could tell by your expression it’s more than just a nightclub.”

She chews on her bottom lip undecidedly for a second before answering. “The thing about Blackie’s is people there are… more loose.” Intrigued, I sit up. “Inhibitions are lax and it tends to get a little wild. People are more free with showing themselves and doing sexual acts. It’s not a sex club, but it comes damn close.”

The place sounds interesting. While I’ve experimented to an extent, I know there is a whole other world out there. Now I’m even more curious than I was before.

“And you and Logan used to go there?” I ask, shocked Minnie would be into something like that.

Her cheeks turn pink and her eyes leave mine for a moment. “Logan had a membership there before he met me. We’ve been there a few times.”

“Hmm… I think my friend is more wild than she’s led me to believe.” I laugh when she bites her lip again. “So, tell me, what kind of naughty things have you and Logan done there?”

After Luna lets out a loud burp, Minnie swaddles her back in her blanket and lays her on her side on the mattress so her back is against Minnie’s thighs. Luna’s lips are pursed in her sleep. She looks absolutely adorable.

“Umm… I may have let him finger me while we were on the dance floor.” I raise my brow, but before I can comment, she continues, shocking me even more. “And I may have given him a blowjob underneath the table we were sitting at.” My mouth drops open. “While his friends were sitting at the same table talking to him.”

Damn… I have a very naughty friend. While I’m up for experimenting sexually, Minnie has always been straitlaced. She can have an attitude as big as Texas and if you mess with someone she cares about, she won’t hesitate to take you down a peg or two, but for the most part, she’s always been the good girl. What she just told me shocks the shit out of me.

“Wow, Minnie, you bad girl.” I laugh.

“Does that make me dirty?” she asks, a look of real concern on her face.

I reach over and tug a piece of her blonde hair. “No. It makes you adventurous, and there’s nothing wrong with that.”

“Good,” she whispers. “Because I really like it and want to do it again.”

We both laugh this time.

I grab my phone off the nightstand and check the time. “He’ll be here soon.”

I get up from the bed and slip my shoes back on. Minnie picks up Luna and follows me out of the room. Logan is sitting on the couch when we walk into the living room, game controller in his hand. When he sees us, he drops the controller on the coffee table and walks over to Minnie, giving her a soft kiss on the lips, then plucks a sleeping Luna from her arms. With his ripped jeans, wallet chain included, old Nirvana shirt, shoulder-length brown hair, and golden eyes, Logan is the epitome of hot rocker.