Second Chance Love

And what truth would that be anyway?

Half the time I had no idea where I stood with her or what personality I’d get when I’d show up in her life. We’d been alone several times, but last night was the first time that I’d lost all of my control with her. The instant I saw her in my shirt this morning, I’d be lying if I said my cock didn’t get hard. She looked breathtaking. I couldn’t help but remember what laid beneath my shirt.

It didn’t help that every time I was around Evie with a crowd of people, she was always the center of attention in any room without even trying. Men’s eyes were on her all night, from Jax’s teammates to random people, and I desperately tried to keep my temper in check.

My jealousy was a traitorous emotion I didn’t want to feel. It took everything inside me not to claim her right then and there. In front of her brother…

My client and best friend.

There was no controlling the internal battle that surfaced in my core—it was a wave of sensation I refused to feel. There was something about kissing her, touching her, making her come that drove me insane all day.

When she suddenly caught my stare from across the room at the party, she knew what I was going through. I kept my distance, watching her from afar like I didn’t just finger fuck her the night before.

I didn’t look away, wanting her to know I was conflicted and torn. I should have known better than to put my hands on her again, fully aware I wouldn’t want to stop if I did.

She was the first to break our connection, gazing at the ground instead of my eyes. If she adverted her gaze for my benefit or hers, I had no idea, but I didn’t give it too much thought either.

I couldn’t.

The minute I began contemplating if I was doing the right thing would be the moment I’d give up everything for her. I shoved it away, out of respect for her brother and our friendship. It was easier to pretend she was just his little sister and I was looking out for her because of my promise to him.

She was right.

I did want her.

I wanted her more than I’d ever wanted anyone in all my life.

Bringing my attention back to her, she asked, “Aren’t you excited? I mean, Jax did win the Super Bowl.”

“I had no doubt he’d win.”

Evie was on a mission as I followed close behind her up to the receptionist.

She greeted, “Hi,” enjoying my agony way too fucking much. “We’re here to get his dick pierced.”

I let her handle all the logistics, along for the ride that was my cock about to get pierced. Once I was sitting in the chair in a private room with both women staring at me, it was game fucking over.

My dick lost.

The only thing I could do was pray this wouldn’t hurt like a motherfucker.

“Is this your first piercing?” the woman named Leeann asked.

“First and last.”

“Never say never, Caleb. This could be the start to your addiction for new piercings.”

“She’s right,” Leeann agreed. “Piercings and tattoos are addicting. Are you sure you want to go through with it? Jacob’s Ladder is a pretty intense piercing for your first body jewelry. The recovery time is long as well.”

“Recovery time?” I scoffed out.

“Yeah.” She nodded. “You can’t have sex for six months.”

My glare locked with Evie’s.

It was only then I understood her true intentions. She blazingly smiled, knowing I’d caught on to her spitefulness.

The little shit even winked at me.

“Bodily fluids could cause infection until the piercings are completely healed. Like I said, this is an intense piercing. You sure you want to go through with it?”

“Of course he’s sure,” Evie confirmed, grabbing the clipboard out of her hands for me to sign the disclaimer.

“Anything else I need to know before I sign this?”

“Nope. After you sign, you’ll get your dick hard, and then I’ll—”

“Dick hard?” Evie interrupted, arching an eyebrow. “Wait? What?”

“The skin has to be stretched in order to do the piercings correctly. I can leave you two alone.”

“No need,” Evie informed. “I’m not his girlfriend.”

“Oh…” Leeann smirked. “Well in that case, I can help you.”

“Umm…” Evie peered back and forth between us. “Isn’t that a little unprofessional?”

“It’s only unprofessional if he doesn’t want me to.”

I signed the waiver and grinned as I leaned back in my seat. I purposely wanted to piss Evie off. I unzipped my slacks next and replied, “By all means, I’d appreciate any assistance.”

Leeann licked her lips, leaning forward before Evie stopped her with her hand on Leeann’s forehead.

“You can leave now.”

“I thought you said he wasn’t your boyfriend?”

Cocking my head to the side, it was my turn to wink at Evie while she glared back at me.