16- Alex
Fuck me dead.
Little Jolene Brewster.
Joey…
Or should I have called her Rosey?
The image of her bouncing up and down on my cock, her head tipped back as she come had me heating through and I closed my eyes, needing my body to behave itself. If Jake found out, I’d fucked his best friend to within an inch of her life and then she’d fallen asleep in my arms, he’d have the most epic of tantrums and I’d be forced to break more than just his
nose.
“You lied to me
Speak of the devil and she will appear.
510
usual
I turned my head and looked at Joey, arms crossed over that magnificent chest, her hazel eyes glaring at me. I turned my head away and picked up my drink, sipping at the amber liquid, hoping it would give me enough courage to play my calm, cold self. Because right now, all I wanted was to take her into the bathroom, lock the doors and take her on the tiled floor and not care whether Jake found out or not. I thought I was never going to see her again, after Thursday, and here she
“I did not.”
“Yes, you did.” She spot and I smirked at the fight rearing itself up in her voice. God, she didn’t know how much her spunk got me hot under the collar. She was nothing like the quiet kitten who almost went home from my hotel room “You told me you were here for family reasons.”
I put my drink down, looking at it for a second, before turning to her and raising an eyebrow, as I leaned on the bar. “I’m here for my brother’s wedding. Isn’t that a family reason?”
Joey sucked her tongue over her teeth and looked out the door and my gaze followed. She was watching Jake with my parents and a softness came to her gaze–which lit the fuse of my anger.
After what we’d had a couple nights earlier, she was still pining after my stick–thin, little whingy bitch of a brother who was about to get married?
What the actual fuck?
I turned back to the bar and picked up my empty glass, showing it to the bartender, who promptly replaced it. As I reached for the scotch, a hand plucked it away and I turned in time to see Joey down it in one shot,
Not only can she cuss like a sailor, but she can also drink like one too.
She put the glass back down on the bar top and looked at me. “We have a problem.”
“Do we? The only problem I see, is you just drank my scotch.” I held the glass up again and the bartender bought me another. This time I held it securely, before turning to Joey. “So, I don’t know what problem you’re referring to.”
“You’re an asshole.”
My eyebrow rose and I tilted my head down, looking at her as you would a petulant child. “That’s not what you called me the other night as you were falling asleep in my arms. What was it again? Asian god of se-
Joey’s hand came out, covering my mouth and I smirked at the flush which raced across her cheeks. “I swear, if you utter one more word, I’ll break your nose.
Her hand came away and I smirked, shrugging. “Sure, if you think you could.”
“Oh, I know I could.” She spat, her hands going to her hips, the defiant little kid I knew ten years ago, suddenly standing in front of me again. “So, this is what is going to happen”
Joey stepped closer, her perfume finally washing over me.
Jasmine and Orchid.
It was a scent I hadn’t been able to get out of my clothing, or the pillow she had slept on, and I had even swapped them, to smell it as I drifted to sleep the night before.
10–Alex
“You and I are not going to speak to each other at all today. And if you utter a single word about what happened the other night, I will crucify you. Do you understand me?”
I smirked, leaning back on the bar. “I like the sound of that. I’ve heard of those BDSM racks…”
Joey turned away from me, muttering obscenities and I chuckled, as she turned back to me, and her hands went to her hips again “Alex, Alexander. Xan, or whatever the fuck you call yourself. I don’t want Jake finding out about what happened between us.”
Ouch.
“Speaking of names.. Jolene, Joey, or Rosey; by the way, I like Rosey, it reminds me of your temper and the color of your hair.. which, by the way, looks nice.”
“You’re changing the subject.”
“Of course, I am.” I replied, shifting my gaze to the dress she looked like she’d been poured into. “And that dress, although a couple shades too light, does fucking amazing things to your-
Joey’s hand came up, her fist closed, and I ducked my head back slightly, catching her wrist, before she could land a blow to
my nose.
“Careful sweetheart.” I pulled her closer, earning a yelp of surprise and leaned in, hissing in her ear, inhaling the sweet scent of her perfume. “I could do some very, very naughty things to you, because you just tried to hit me. But I think you’d like that. Just like you loved me fucking you two nights ago. I still remember the way you moaned, crying out as-
She wrenched her hand away from me and stepped back, feigning anger, but I could see the blush that had taken over her cheeks and the heaving of her chest as she tried to calm herself. “Just stay the fuck away from me and keep your mouth shut
.
Joey spun on her heels and stomped from the barroom, pushing past one of the other groomsmen who was walking through the door. He looked from Joey to me and back, before shrugging and walking over to me.
“Hey Alex, long time no see.” I blinked and stared at the young man, not being able to place his name to save my life. Jake had always entertained a large group of idiots. “I’m John, John Masters,”
“Oh, yeah. How have you been?” I asked, shaking his hand.
“Yeah, going ok. Just opened my own auto repair shop over the other side of town. Business is good. How about you?”
I really didn’t want to be making small chat with John, or anyone else. I wanted to chase Joey down and apologize to her and promise her I wouldn’t say anything to Jake about our night together. I didn’t want my brother knowing either; we were only just civil to each other as it was. He would completely lose his shit if he found out and I didn’t want mom killing me. “Jake said something about you moving to New York?”
I closed my eyes, inhaling deeply and turned back to my drink, sculling it back in one go. “Yeah. Ten years ago.”
“Wow, Must be awesome living in the Big Apple.”
“You’d think so.”
I turned my head, looking out the bank of windows to the courtyard outside. Joey had been stopped by Jake and the pair looked like they were arguing. I frowned and turned on my stool, watching them carefully for any sign I’d have to come to Joey’s rescue.
“Td love to go to the Big Apple “John was still droning beside me, and I tried to concentrate on the pair outside. My little brother and his stunning best friend. The woman I was suddenly infatuated with. “Maybe I can come, and you can show me around
Joey shook her head at Jake, and he visibly deflated, before she stomped off, back toward the side of the building the bridal party was getting ready in, and turned back to John. “Sure, just grab my number off Jake.”
I picked myself up, leaving the kid at the bar. Like fuck I was showing him around anywhere. He’d never get my number off Jake, because the only one in the family who had it was Mom.
Stepping outside into the late afternoon, I wandered toward my brother. “Everything good!”
Jake blinked and turned to me, concern washing over his features. “I don’t know. Joey has been all out of whack about this wedding for weeks. She doesn’t seem to like Phoebe, and I just can’t seem to get either of them to talk civilly to each other.” “Can’t imagine why they don’t want to talk.” I muttered.
10- Alex
I knew exactly why.
Joey was in love with Jake, Jake was marrying Phoebe and Phoebe was a world–class bitch with an obsessive streak, which meant she was not going to share Jake, especially with someone like Jocy.
It was a circle of pain, and I knew the only one who was going to get hurt was Joey.
“I know, right? I love Phoebe, she’s amazing. But Joey is my best friend. Ugh..” Jake sank to one of the small benches beside the Koi Pond and put his head in his hands. The sun was shining unflatteringly on him, and I put my knuckles against my lips, holding back laughter, as I realized he’d inherited dad’s bald spot. That was going to go down well, when Phoebe found out, “I have an insane sexual connection with Phoebe. But Joey is.”
Jake looked up at me and frowned, as if he’d realized who he was speaking to.
“Never mind. Look, thanks for coming. I know we haven’t always gotten along, but we’re still brothers.”
Oh, how I wanted to tell the little shit to shove it up his ass. I was only here for mom and dad and Joey. I frowned and turned my head away, looking toward the bridal area. What had they been arguing about? I wanted to burst into the bridal room and drag Joey out and whisk her away to safety. Somewhere she didn’t have to watch what was about to happen. We grab a drink, maybe end up in bed again-
“Yeah, sure.” I muttered, turning back to Jake. I crossed my arms over my chest as I watched my brother fidget with the hem of his tailored suit. We couldn’t be more different if we tried, and I failed to see what Joey ever saw in my brother. He was skinny, looking like he’d blow away in a strong breeze. He still had acne, at twenty–three and and…
Was I picking apart his inadequacies, because I couldn’t believe someone as beautiful as Joey could be in love with him?
“I feel so bad. We’ve been so close for so long, it’s going to feel weird not to be able to have her just pop in, like she used to.” Jake looked up at me and frowned and changed the subject. “You left so suddenly, last night. I wanted to ask, have you found anyone? Someone you could have brought to the wedding?”
Iblinked at him. “No.“”
“Oh, shune
I was not about to tell him I had found someone, and
Ishe was already here.
“Okaasan is right, you know. You’re the oldest, you should be married and have kids by now.” Jake stood, clamping a hand on my shoulder as he stepped past me “Looks like I might finally beat you at something.
