Misguided Heart (17 page)

“Are you almost done? My jaw is starting to hurt real bad.”

Seriously? Who did she think she was talking to?

“Come here.” I fingered for her to come closer to my face. When she was right in front of me, I dropped my voice really low. “Take off your panties and turn around.”

She did exactly as she was told and turned around, face down ass up. I smiled a naughty grin and took my mind back to the other night in the hotel. I watched the movie reel of Aston and I as I slid my hard dick into, ah fuck I can't remember her name now. Oh well, it's not important. I let my head fall back as I watched Aston bouncing on top of me. I could feel myself getting close and I picked up my pace. I slammed my dick into her harder every time I entered, and just as I was about to explode, Aston’s face appeared right in front me. It was almost too real for my liking but it did the job. I gave her a small slap on her ass and then pulled out of her. I headed straight into the bathroom to flush the condom and came back out fully clothed.

“So, you wanna hang out for a bit?”

I shook my head and smiled. “Not tonight love, I've got work early in the morning. Maybe some other time.” I made sure not to phrase it as a question, because honestly, I planned on never seeing this girl again.

Whatever her name was.

“Call me?”

“Probably not.” I winked and she thought I was joking.

About an hour later, I was still
wide-awake and staring aimlessly at the ceiling above my bed. Up until the other night, I was all about being alone, and loving it. Not tonight. Tonight I would have given my right nut to have Aston lying beside me, just as she had been this weekend.

After another half hour of a raging hard on just thinking about her and tossing and turning, I decided to go for a ride. I pulled my Ducati out onto the 101 and let go. I glanced down for a brief second, long enough to see the small red needle pass 110. For the first time in what felt like forever, I finally felt free. My mind went completely blank
, except for the road in front of me. I headed north with no direction, or destination in mind as I jerked back on the throttle, popping the front of the bike into a wheelie as my speed climbed.

I can't compare the feeling you get when riding to anything. I had never experienced anything like it in my life. My father had always informed me of the dangers that came along with motorcycles, but I knew how dangerous they were. I also knew how to ride, really well actually
, so I always just ignored him.

The funny thing is, it was my father who taught me how to ride. Back when I was younger, my father had been much more of a risk taker. It was only as he got older that he became a stuffy, paper pushing, make as much money as he can
, type of man. I was seven when my dad bought me my first dirt bike. We used to have this huge motocross type track in our backyard that I rode on everyday. I started out on a BMX bike, but my dad had made it clear that those bikes were for pussies. If you wanted to be a real man, you needed a motor between your legs.

I didn't realize it then, but he was right.
I never owned a car in high school, I always rode my motorcycle. I got more tail than any other guy in school. When I was a sophomore, I had already bagged three out of the eight cheerleaders, and they wouldn't even give the seniors the time of day; hence the cocky attitude. It's not all my fault that I turned out this way. Girls at my school had made themselves too easy. Sure I could have said no, but when you're sixteen and you have a group of girls willing to do whatever you want, you rarely say no.

I did have one serious relationship in high school. Alexandra Scott. She was about five feet nine inches and all legs. She wasn't a cheerleader, hell she didn't even get involved in anything really, but man she had the body of a cheerleader. She had waist length long brown hair and honey amber eyes, the shape of almonds. She was naturally tan and was extremely talented, if you catch my drift.

Things with Alex started out slow, for the first time in my high school career. We met in the parking lot one day after school. As I was saying goodbye to one of my buddies, she was walking over to the only other bike in the lot. I only started talking to her once I realized we both had the same Suzuki GSX-R. From that moment, I could have sworn I was in love.

We started hanging out on a regular basis after school. I didn't play sports and she had no extra
curricular activities, so we found ourselves at the park five out of the seven days of the week. For the first time in my life, I had found someone, a girl, who I had more in common with than any of my other friends.

Needless to say, weeks turned into months, months turned into a year and I found myself actually thinking about marriage.
Marriage and I weren't friends, to say the least. I was a wild child. I didn't want anything keeping me down or holding me back from what I wanted, or who I wanted to do. But, Alex had a hold of my heart.

The moment I decided to ask Alex to marry me, I went straight to my mother to tell her the good news. She was thrilled. Over the moon to be exact, given the fact that she would finally have a daughter. My father on the other hand
, told me I was wasting my life. That one day I would run his company and Alex would only want my money. Knowing how much of a prick my father had turned in to, I didn't give a shit what he thought. I had merely told him out of consideration.

The next week
, I went and bought her a ring and planned out a whole romantic night. I knew how much girls loved that shit. I tried calling her at least ten times, before I finally went to her house. When I reached the end of the driveway, I could see the police officers inside talking to her parents. When I saw her mom hysterically crying on her fathers shoulder, I knew Alex was gone.

I mourned Alex for quite sometime. Probably longer than I should have, but when I was done, I vowed to never love anyone ever again. It was too hard losing someone you love that much, knowing there was nothing you could do to save them. It was a motorcycle accident that took Alex from me that day. She had taken a turn too sharp and hit a sign head on. I won't get into the gruesome
details; lets just say she never stood a chance.

Since that day, I went back to my playboy ways, but something in me found a way to
play the part my father wanted me to as well. So now here I am, a fuck up but brilliant businessman to my father, a devoted son to my mother and a heartless prick to any girl that crosses my path.

I turned my bike around and headed back home. My body was physically exhausted and my brain was right behind it
, with a massive amount of emotional drain. If anything, I knew I would sleep well tonight.

Aston

I wasn't sure what pissed me off more, the fact that I almost let myself sleep with Nole, or that I hadn't heard one word from Sloan since Saturday. Either way, when I woke up this morning, I wanted to hurt somebody, like physically hurt somebody. I glanced up at the clock above my head and realized that I had maybe only gotten a few hours of sleep, at best. After Nole had left last night, I stayed up until two in the morning finishing my work and then tossed and turned, while visions of Sloan's naked body ran through my head. Not that it was a bad thing; I mean his body was hot in every sense of the word.

Now that I was up way before it was time to go t
o work, I figured I would go to my kick boxing class that I had ditched out on for the last week. I rolled out of bed, threw my hair up in a messy bun and threw on some workout clothes. I grabbed my plum colored wrap dress and my favorite pair of Loubitons for work and headed out.

I stopped by Starbucks on my way to the gym and was thankful that nobody was out at this time in the mornin
g. When I pulled up outside of Gold's Gym, it was just turning 5:00 in the morning. I grabbed my gym bag from my trunk and headed inside. The usual kickboxing teacher was out sick today so a very handsome and extremely ripped twenty something blonde, surfer-looking guy was teaching today.

I grabbed my iPod and
ear buds from my bag and headed to the back of the room. I wrapped my gloves tightly around my wrists and started going to town. I pictured many different faces as I slammed my fists into the leather, punching bag. I pushed myself even harder as thoughts of Sloan passed through my mind yet again.

An hour la
ter, my legs and arms felt like Jell-O and I was literally drenched in sweat. I removed my ear buds just as hottie surfer guy approached me.

“You're really good, you know that? You have amazing form.”

I knew he was trying to flirt with me, but I so didn't have the patience this morning. “So I've been told.” I snapped. I gathered my things and headed towards the locker room, when he caught my arm.

“So do you come here often?”

I bit my tongue to hold back my laughter. “Does that line really work?”

“Sorry, that's not how I meant it. I just meant, I've never seen you around before.”

“I'm usually here early in the mornings. I really need to get going though.” I pointed in the direction of the locker rooms when he went in for the kill.

“W
ould you like to get a co-”

“L
et me stop you right there, surfer boy. Number one, I don't date anyone from the gym. Number two, it's never going to happen. And number three, thanks, but no thanks. Now if you don't mind, I'm going to be going.”

With that, I walked straight to the locker room and into the closest shower. I only had an hour to get ready for work and make it there before Sloan did. I quickly dried my hair and applied my makeup before slipping into my work clothes and heading out. The sun was up and it had to already be at least ninety something degrees outside.
The summers here were almost unbearable some days. I always swore I would move out of this god-forsaken state, but that just didn't seem feasible anymore.

I pulled into the underground parking structure
, with ten minutes to spare. I quickly grabbed my purse and briefcase and made my way to the elevators. Just as the metal doors were about to slide shut, I heard a voice call out for someone to hold the door. In a split second, I threw my briefcase in between the doors and they sprang open for whoever was waiting. When I saw his face, I wanted to die.

Fuck!

“Thanks.” his voice was smooth and velvety as it vibrated through my body.

“Y
ou're welcome.” I whispered.

The elevator ride to our floor was uncomfortably silent. I didn't know if he felt compelled to ease the tension, but I didn't expect his next move. In less than an inst
ant, he had pulled the fire alarm knob, bringing the elevator to an abrupt halt. Before I could even think of any words to say, his lips were on mine. Rough and filled with sexual tension, he gripped and pawed at every inch of my body. He pulled up one of my legs, wrapping it around his hip as he pushed me against the wall. His tongue slid across my lower lip and I didn't hesitate to give him entrance to my mouth. His soft tongue caressed mine, as his sweet smelling breath hit my skin. I clutched onto his shoulders, pulling my other leg up and around him. Flashbacks of the hotel fluttered through my mind and I could feel my wetness grow.

Seconds later, he was pulling away from me and straightening out his suit and tie. I stood with my mouth dropped open at what had just happened. I watched in amazement as his long fingers pushed the fire knob back in. I only had seconds to fix my dress and appearance before th
e doors were opening to the front desk. Sloan turned and winked just before he exited the small confines of the elevator. I watched him walk away, astonished at the fact that this man just practically had his way with me, then walked away as if it were nothing.

Men!

I was smoothing down my fly away hairs as I reached Annie's desk. I brushed my finger across my bottom lip, trying to fix whatever mess he had made of my lipstick.

“Good morning, M
s. Boyd.”

“M
orning Annie. Hey Annie, what are you doing tonight?”

“U
m, I don't know, why?

I could tell by the look on her face, she thought I was going to ask her to work late. “Well it's ladies night at
Cadillac Ranch and I was wondering if you wanted to go with me?”

A look of shock crossed over her features before reality set in. “Seriously, you want to go with me?”

“Of course silly girl, why else would I have asked?” I laughed as I made my way into my office, throwing all of my belongings on the leather couch in the corner. “Annie, can you come in here for a second please?”

Seconds later, her bubbly self came plundering into my office. “What can I do for you?”

“Please hold all of my calls until lunch. I have a mound of manuscripts to get through and then will you send out for lunch. Maybe some Chinese or a sandwich from across the street?”

“A
bsolutely, just let me know when you're ready to eat.”

I nodded my head a
nd shooed her away with my hand. “Close the door behind you please.” When the door was securely shut, I picked up the phone and called Shelby. Man was she going to have a field day with the events that had transpired since Saturday.