Everything Changes (15 page)

  He takes his socks off and pushes his jeans down.

  Well you could say he isn’t shy. He turns around and opens a drawer and takes out some basketball shorts.

  I’ve never noticed that he
had a big tattoo going across his shoulder blades before. Well it’s not like I see his back. My eyes drop to his arse. It’s smooth tanned and firm.

  I want to bite it.

  He steps into his shorts and turns around. He’s tried to adjust his erection so it doesn’t tent his shorts but it still does.

  He climbs in bed beside me and turns off the bedside light. He pulls me so
I’m flush up against him.

   “
I’m sorry about my brother today”, he says into the top of my head.

  “I wasn’t really mad, Tyler. Embarrassed yes” I sigh.

  He stays quiet and moves his hand so it rests on my thigh.

   “It’s like we’re making a rod for our own backs. We both like sleeping in bed together. But we know we shouldn’t” he sighs.

   “I know
”

  I must have drifted off to sleep because the next thing I know my hands are wondering all over Tyler’s chest.

  He groans in his sleep. I stop moving my hand. No I shouldn’t be doing this. I shouldn’t be doing any of this.

  He mumbles something in his sleep. He sleep talks?

  He rolls over so he’s on top of me. He’s not squashing me, he holds himself up with his forearms.

   “
What are you doing?” I ask quietly. He puts his face in my neck and doesn’t move.

  Is he awake? I poke his ribs. He moves but doesn’t say anything.
Err, now what? I have a sleeping Tyler on top of me.

   “Go to sleep, I can practically hear
your brain go round and round”, he grumbles in my neck. Well someone is grouchy when they get woken up.

   “Why are you l
ying on top of me?”

   “I thought it would make a change, you
normally end up sleeping on me” I sigh and wrap my arms around his and move my legs so they are either side of him.

   “Wrong move, baby
” I frown,
wrong move?

  He rolls onto his back so I’m
lying on top of him. Wrong move.

  His top has risen up and his hand is on my bare arse cheek. I see his eyes pop open.

   “You’re not wearing any knickers”, he growls. I bite my lip and rest my head on his chest.

   “I didn’t want to
put the ones I took off back on”, he groans.

   “You’re going to be
the death of me Cassie Winters”, he groans out. He still hasn’t taken his hand off my arse.

  I feel his erection pulse against me.

   “Are you sure this is the best position to be in with what you know now?” he stays quiet. I sigh and close my eyes. I’m guessing I’m staying like this again tonight.

Cassie

  It’s Saturday evening and once again I’m standing in front of my wardrobe looking for something to wear to work with Tyler. I make it sound like it’s a dirty job, nope I’ve got to find something to go to a pub in, shouldn’t be that hard right?

  This morning we woke up like we normally do. Well not me freaking out be
cause I’m late for work again but normal as can be.

  He made me coffee. He made me some toast and we watched TV nothing exciting.

  Another dress tonight perhaps, I’m not wearing black and red again. I stand there for another good five minutes in my underwear, when I find a nice gold strapless dress. It comes to about mid-thigh just like the other one.

  I slip it on over my cream lacy matching bra and thong set. I’m glad I went with this and not dark.

  I turn the bra strapless. And look in the mirror. Not bad if I say so myself.

  I pick a pair of nude heels to go with it a
nd some bangles. I’ve styled my hair so it falls over my shoulder and on to my breast in loose curls.

  My makeup consists of mascara and eyel
iner. A little heavier than the natural look. I leave my lips bare, last time I left lipstick marks all over the glasses that I drank out of.

 
I just finish spraying myself with some perfume when I hear the door. I pick up my little clutch bag and walk out of my room.

   “Wow. You seem to be doing well with the g
oing out on Saturdays now, Cass” Justin says from the sofa. He decided not to go out this week. Shocking I know but he said he’s going to stay at home and have Melissa over.

  Jack on the other hand. H
e went out already. I don’t know where he went at 7.30 but he said don’t wait up and was out the door.

  I open the door for Tyler and he walks in and kisses my cheek.

   “Looking as gorgeous as ever” he winks. “Justin”, he nods his head towards him.

   “Oh, I get just, Justin? Don’t I look gorgeous?” he says motioning his arm over himself. The t
racksuit bottom, no top on and barefoot. Oh, yeah stunning.

  Tyler shakes his head and laughs.

   “And what you said earlier, Justin. I blame Tyler for me going out on Saturdays now. I lost a bet, this is the punishment” she grins.

   “Oh, such a hard task t
aking your face out of your kindle to socialise” Speaking of my kindle Tyler still has it. How could I forget?

 
“Yes, I still have your kindle” Tyler says when I look at him. How did he even know that’s what I was going to say? “It’s written all over your face” How the fuck? “Yes I know I’m basically reading your mind. I will do it later too but we really need to go. My boss needs to talk to me”

  We say bye to Justin and walk out the door. He opens the door for me again and
I climb in.

  You wouldn’t think
it’s only been a week since I done this last. Two Saturday’s ago I actually met him.

  The drive it silent, I would say something was bothering Tyler but it could be that fact that his boss wants to talk to him tonight. I don’
t think it would be a problem my coming to work with him. It’s not like I stand at the door with him all night and distract him. Well maybe just a little but not loads.

  When we arrive at the pub he sits me at the table I did last time with my red bull and vodka, he tells me he
won’t be long and disappears out the back.

  I’m sitting there on my own when someone pulls a chair down and sits in front of me.

   “Why you sitting alone, pretty girl” I look up and see a man with sandy blonde hair and blue eyes. His hair is a little on the long side but it suits him, he has the surfer look.

   “
I’m waiting on a friend” he smiles and nods. He doesn’t look bad, someone I would probably go for before Tyler. Tyler has ruined all other men for me. I find faults in them everywhere.

  They have their hair like this, but Tyler has his hair like that and it looks better. It’s like I’m setting them up to fail because they aren’t up to scratch with Tyler.

   “He left you on your own? Not a very good friend then” I smile.

   “
He’s the best. He just had to talk to someone quickly” he sticks his hand out in front of me.

   “Carter Thomas
” I shake his hand.

   “Cassie winters
”

   “Holy shit! It’s you!” my eyes widen. I’m who?

   “I’m me, do I know you?” he shakes his head but still has a shocked look on his face.

   “Oh, no you don’t kn
ow me, but I’ve heard about you” he grins. He mumbles something under his breath that sounds a lot like
lucky bastard.
I’m starting to get really confused here. It must have been written over my face when he comes out with. “Shit, sorry I should have explained that better. I’m Tyler’s best friend” he goes to put his hand out again but remembers we have already shaken hands.

   “Carter.
I see you’ve met my girl Cassie” Tyler says from behind him. Seriously! what is with the ‘
my girl?’
I’m not really his girl. Staking a claim on something he can’t have.

   “I did, I must admit I was going to chat he
r up until she said her name” he says sheepishly.

  I smile
well at least he’s honest.

   “
Wouldn’t want to have to beat up my best friend now would I?” I smile but Tyler’s smile seems a little forced. He was serious?

   “So what did
your boss have to say?” I ask more to change the subject and to see if everything is ok.

  He sits down next to me and pulls my chair a little closer. I have to stop myself from rolling my eyes. He doesn’t even trust me with his best friend?

   “He promoted me to head of security” he smiles down at me.

   “Oh that’s fantastic
” I exclaim and throw my arms around his neck I kiss his cheek and pull away.

   “That means more hou
rs. I’ll have to do most nights” My shoulders slump a little but I’ve got to get use to him not being around I guess.

  I sound a little like a disgruntled girlfriend that is pissed off that I don’t get to spend so much time with her boyfriend.

   “That’s good, mate” Carter says and smiles. I think it’s still a little tense from earlier. Tyler nods. Carter gets up from the table and says he will catch up with us later.

   “Your girl!
That’s twice you’ve called me that now” I say when Carter has left. I turn to look at him.

   “You are my girl
” He gives me a half smile and kisses my forehead before he gets up and goes to stand by the door.

  Is that all I’m getting from that? I am his girl? I get little butterflies in my stomach when I think of me being his girl but I squash them down quickly no need to get all excited. He has a fiancée, how could I forget?

   “What are you going to do next, Tyler? Get me a T shirt saying
‘Tyler Connors property don’t touch!’
” I ask, blowing out a frustrated breath.

   “Not a bad idea actually, right across your tits yeah
” I growl at him and he laughs.

   “Wel
l I get to make you one as well” I cross my arms over my chest.

 
“If that’s what you want, babe” he winks. I glare at him. Christ! The man is infuriating!

  The night goes a lot like last time. Me getting up to dance but there was no man trying to dance with me this time.

  By the end of the night I feel dead on my feet. I’ve drunk more than last time. I shake my head because I know that was a stupid Idea. And so was that.

   “You ok, babe?” Tyler ask
s when I get back to the table after my third bathroom break. The only problem with alcohol for me, needing to pee all the time I’m worse than a pregnant woman.

   “I sure am, how about you, ice?” I move my head to look at him.

   “You’re pissed. How did I not notice before? I’ve only got about 20 minutes till the end of my shift. Don’t do anything stupid” He looks torn between wanting to take me home and having to stay here.

   “Would I do a thing like that?” I give him a lazily smile.

   “How many drinks have you had anyway?” he asks. I get out my hand and start counting.

  “Well there was the first one” I hold up one finger. “Well you brought me another two after that” I hold up two more fingers. “You were busy so I got myself another one, so that’s four” Tyler shakes his head. “Oh then you brought me another one after I went to the toilet for the first time” I hold another finger up. “You were busy again so I got myself another drink. That’s six” I hold my other hand up. “Six drinks I’ve had! Wow. No wonder I’m peeing like a race horse” I show him my six fingers. He laughs.

   “Peeing li
ke a race horse” I smirk.

   “I bet you find me really attractive now don’t you?” I wink at him, he laughs again.

   “Oh yeah, babe but I’m always attracted to you” he smiles. I tilt my head to the side.

   “I’m horny
” I say randomly. Apparently my brain to mouth filter is fucked. I smile when I see Tyler throw me a glare.

   “You glare
d at me. I’m just saying a fact” I pout. Seriously I need to get away from him before I make an embarrassment of myself. This is why I don’t drink. At the best of times when I’m sober I don’t keep my mouth shut. When I’m drunk it’s a little worse.

   “Are you pouting at me?”

   “Maybe I am, maybe I’m not” I look up at him and smirk. I’m probably going to make the worst mistake of my life but hey. I stand up and walk over to Tyler. He frowns I don’t even let him speak before I press my mouth to his. I put my hand on his hard chest. He opens his mouth to speak when I slip my tongue inside. It seems like he has given up fighting, he wraps an arm around me and kisses me back.

  When I pull away I look up at Tyler and see lust swirling around in his dark eyes.

   “What was that about?”

  I lick my lips and flick my eyes back down to his mouth
. If his mouth tastes this good I wonder if all the rest of him tastes as good.

   “Cassie, don’t look at me like that. It’s the
alcohol thinking for you”, he rasps out.

   “
Like what?” I bite my lip and run my hand down his chest so my head rests at the top of his jeans.

   “
You know exactly what I’m talking about” He moves my hand away from him. I pout again.

   “
Fine, I’ll go and sit back at the table” I huff and turn around and walk back to the table and wait for Tyler.

  When his shift ends, he leads me outside to his car.

   “No falling asleep this time” Tyler says. I make a cross on my chest and wink. He just shakes his head and climbs in the driver’s side.

   “Can we l
isten to music? I want to dance” I say when we pull away. He nods and hands me the iPod.

  I find
Ne-Yo – Closer a
nd play it.

   “It’s you!” I turn to Tyler he frowns. I start singing it with him. I think I do pretty well.

   “You’re a pain in my arse when you’re drunk” He shakes his head.

   “I bet
you’d like to be a pain in mine” I waggle my eyebrow.

   “Jesus Christ
I thought your mouth was bad before” I grin at him and carry on singing quite loudly.

  When we pull up to Tyler’s
I climb out of the car, maybe stumble a little but I catch myself.

 
“You’re going to hurt yourself” Tyler comes round to help me. I put my hand on his chest.

   “I’m fine, I’m fine. Just need a wall to lean ag
ainst. You’ve come to my rescue” I smile up at him. He rolls his eyes.

  He picks me up and throws me over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.

   “I could have walked” I huff out.

   “Sure you could, general
” I narrow my eyes at the little pet name.

  He walks in the front door, he doesn’t turn any lights on he turns and shuts and locks the door and walks in the bedroom and drops me down
on the bed.

   “You’re so muscl
ular” I say sitting up and running my finger down his arm and on his chest.

  He growls.

   “Do you do that purposely? You get me horny when you do that” I look up at him. He cocks an eyebrow and looks down at me.

  He shakes his head and turns around and takes his top off and chucks it at me. He walks over and takes a pair of shorts out of the draw
er and walks out of the room and into the bathroom.

  I take my dress and bra off. Can’t sleep in a bra, it’s too uncomfortable. I slip on his top and hold it up to my nose and inhale.