Bad Girls Do It Better (Bad Boy Billionaire Romance) (3 page)

Lexi  

What in the hell am I doing? Am I really sitting here making out with Liam Bane?

That was the first question that was running through my mind. What was I doing? What was I thinking? After all, I had been the one who initiated the first kiss.

Was it the amount of alcohol I had consumed over the course of the evening? I could probably blame it on that if I wanted to but the truth is, I was having a moment of clarity. I knew exactly what I was doing, which was scary enough. What was even scarier was the fact that I didn’t think I wanted to stop.

We were in the middle of kissing pretty intensely when we heard some rumbling in the maze behind us and a woman came running out. She was half-naked, attempting to get her top situated as she ran. She looked familiar but I wasn’t able to get a good enough look at her to be able to identify her.

If she came running out like that, we could only imagine what else must have been going on inside that bush maze. I decided that I didn’t want to find out. I slid away from Liam and the make-out session was over.

Normally whenever I made out with a guy, it was because I knew I was going to get fucked right after. I wasn’t feeling the same turned on feeling that I usually experienced in that type of situation. I was feeling something entirely different.

I had butterflies in my stomach. It was the first time I’d ever felt anything like it and I didn’t understand what was happening. All I knew was that it was scaring the shit out of me.

“Thank you for the stories, Liam, but I really must be going. If you see my sister in there, can you tell her that I’m having the car take me home?” I asked, desperate to get away from the situation that I’d placed myself in.

“Are you sure? I can take you home if you’d like.”

“What about my sister? I’m sure she’s waiting for you.”

“If you haven’t forgotten, she was nowhere to be found when we were just inside looking for her. Besides, the car service will be able to get her home if she wants to leave before I get back.”

“Okay, you can take me home if you promise that nothing else is gonna happen. I’m really drunk and really confused right now.”

“You have my word.”

I followed Liam to his car and was surprised at how much of a gentleman he was being, especially since I was positive he was experiencing a major case of blue balls. We drove back to my house in silence, the situation too awkward for me to talk about. Back at my house, he walked me to the door and gave me a kiss on the cheek.

He didn’t leave until he was sure I made it into my house safely. No other man has ever done that for me. Most guys got what they wanted and split. He didn’t get anything but some deep kissing and he was nicer than any other guy had been to me. I sure as fuck didn’t deserve it but whatever. After we had gone our separate ways, I started to think about he and I sitting in the gazebo. Once again, the butterflies were fluttering away in my stomach. What the fuck?

§  

Three weeks had gone by since the gala and I was still trying to process what had happened between Liam and me. Even though I’d been drinking heavily and much of the night was a blur, the time I spent with him was crystal clear. I was having an emotional struggle with myself. I had no idea what I was feeling for him, I just knew I was feeling
something.

Liam called me every day for the first week after the gala, but the calls have slowed down to once every few days now. Sometimes I feel guilty for not answering his calls because I’m sure he’s just as confused about that night as I am but how can I give him any answers when I don’t know what they are?

He’s left a few messages that said he just wanted to talk to me and to call him back and I’m sure I will, eventually. At least, I’d like to think I would. In a perfect world, anything I was feeling would go away and I wouldn’t have to deal with them anymore. Then I could go back to being the bitch that everyone knows me as.

My phone rang and I was sure it was going to be Liam calling again. Instead, the name of the phone showed that the caller was none other than Kade Nichols. The fact that he was calling me after the way he blew me off at the gala was surprising. I had no idea what he could want but I was eager to find out. I answered, trying my best to sound as uninterested as possible.

“Hey Lexi, it’s Kade. I was just wondering what you’re doing tonight.”

Was this guy serious? Didn’t he blow me off in the worst way at the gala? These were the thoughts rushing through my mind and the things I most wanted to say to him. Of course, that wasn’t what came out of my mouth.

“I don’t have any plans at the moment. Why? What’s up?”

“I know that you didn’t get what you wanted when you saw me at the gala. I figured I’d give you a chance to see what you missed out on. You wanna come by my place tonight?”

“Are you fucking kidding me right now? You were a huge asshole to me that night and now you want to try to use me as a booty call? You’ve got some nerve.”

“Calm down, Lexi. I just thought you might want to have a little fun. That’s all this is.”

“No Kade, I’m not interested in that. The least you could have done was try to ask me out first. Fuck.”

“Well, I wasn’t exactly looking for a date out of this Lexi. Fuck it, I’m going to Amnesia tonight. You wanna come with me? I’ll be in the VIP room.”

Now he was getting somewhere. Amnesia is one of the hottest clubs in New York and getting access to the VIP room is next to impossible regardless of how much money you had.

Against my better judgment, I decided that a night out on the town would do me some good. If anything, it would prevent me from thinking about Liam for a few hours and allow my confused mind a break.

As I was getting dressed, I realized what those butterflies in my stomach had been all about. I was developing real feelings for Liam. The feelings seemed to come out of nowhere but they were there. As much as I tried to deny them, and I really, really tried to deny them, the feelings were there and getting stronger.

I even confided in my sister that I was beginning to like someone but I wasn’t about to tell her who. Not yet and not until I was sure that I was going to act on it. Everything in my body was telling me to go for it but it didn’t feel right. He’s not the type I’d usually go for. He isn’t exactly the bad boy that I’ve been known to date.

That evening, I got dressed in a sexy black halter-top dress with an open back and a keyhole chest cutout. It exposed the sides of my breasts and ensured I’d be getting all the attention at the club. It was my dress of choice for when I was on the prowl for a little action.

Things were going to be a bit different that night, though. I was wearing it to give Kade a look at the goods that I had no intention of letting him touch. I was going to get revenge for the way he treated me at the gala by teasing him and not following through with what he wanted.

My plan was working great. Kade and I were slamming drinks and dancing among the sea of people. He couldn’t keep his eyes off my body. As we danced, I made sure the grind right up against his manhood, smiling to myself as I felt it begin to stiffen inside his pants. We went back and forth between the VIP section and the dance floor all night long.

Eventually, nature called and I had to run to the bathroom. When I’m out at the club, I try my best to hold it in as long as I can because once I go, I feel like I’m back in there every twenty minutes. It’s like that old saying that says never to break the seal. Eventually, you have no choice, especially considering how much I was drinking. I had to stand in line for what seemed like an eternity but I finally made it inside.

Back in the VIP section, Kade had ordered a drink for me. This fucking thing was enormous and colorful. It was served in a fish bowl and tasted exactly like cinnamon graham crackers. Apparently it had something like nine different alcohols in it but you would have never known by the way it tasted.

“Holy shit, this thing is delicious,” I yelled at Kade, making sure he could hear me over the loud music.

“I figured you’d like it. It’s a popular drink with the girls around here.”

“You’ve got to try it. Here’ have a taste,” I insisted as I pushed one of the twenty or so straws that were lining the fish bowl towards him.

“That’s okay. That drinks for you.”

I keep insisting that he try the drink but the more I begged, the more he protested. I couldn’t figure out why he wouldn’t take one little sip, at least, to shut me up. The answer came to me soon enough as everything around me suddenly turned into a blur and darkness started to take over. I’d been drugged.

§ 

My eyes opened slowly, trying to adjust to the bright light coming into the room. It was morning and I’d been out all night. I was naked, my body was sore and I had the worst headache that I’d ever had in my life. Everything was blurry as I tried to adjust my site to be able to see.

I thought for sure I’d been at Kade’s house and in his bed but I was very, very wrong. Instead, I was lying on a cheap mattress inside of some low-end hotel room. The carpet was orange and looked at least fifty years old. I could literally smell the dust and dirt in the room.

As I rolled over to get out of bed, I realized something was sticking to me. It was a Polaroid picture. Who in the fuck even has a Polaroid camera anymore? I picked the picture up to find it was me sucking Kade’s dick, which actually consisted of him putting it into my unconscious mouth. What kind of sick fuck does that? When I sat up, I saw more pictures and quickly came to notice that I was surrounded by them.

There were pictures of me lying nude on the bed, images of Kade going down on me, photos of the two of us engaging in pretty much every sexual position imaginable. It looked like he had a blast playing with his old camera the previous night.

I finally made it off the bed and was very wobbly on my feet. Whatever he had slipped into my drink had not worn off completely. Making my way into the bathroom, the room started to spin and I felt like I was going to be sick. I barely made it into the bathroom in time.

After purging whatever drugs had been left in my system, I began to feel better very quickly. It was only then that I realized that I was in the hotel room all by myself. That motherfucker drugged me, had his way with me and then left me in a cockroach infested hotel room all alone.

He probably left because he knew I would fuck him up if he were still around when I woke up. I should have trusted my initial instincts and stayed at home, but when the fuck do I ever trust my instincts?

I left the moldy smelling bathroom and was starting to gather my things when I noticed that there was a note taped to the television screen. After finding my underwear, dress and shoes, I got dressed as fast as I could before retrieving the letter. I was sickened when I read it.

Lexi,

Damn, you are even wilder than I thought you were. There was literally not a single hole you wouldn’t take it in last night. You were pretty drunk so I doubt you’ll remember much of what happened so I left some pictures there so you can have a little souvenir of your night with Kade Nichols. Don’t worry, those aren’t the only pictures of our little party. There are a lot more where those came from. The only difference is that the rest are all saved to my phone.

I haven’t really decided what I’m going to do with the remainder of the pictures yet. I could keep them and look at them whenever I want to but that doesn’t seem exciting enough to me. That really only leaves me with two options. The first would be to share them all over the place. I can make a website with your real name and plaster them all over the web. I can send them to your friends and everyone you know. Hell, I could even plaster them up in all the clubs you like to go to. Imagine all the male attention you’d get then!

If that idea doesn’t appeal to you, then I’m going to need for you to do me a favor. Your sister, Sarabelle, is the one I’ve wanted to sleep with forever. If you get her to meet me so I can fuck her, I’ll get rid of every picture I have and you’ll never hear about this again. The choice is yours but don’t keep me waiting too long. These are great pictures and I’m dying to let others see them.