Tangled Web (2 page)

Chapter Two

As we entered a club called The Spirit Room I had no idea what
the plans were for the night.
 
The
bouncers let us straight in after a handshake from Chase.
 
I’m sure Chase slipped some cash into his
handshake.
 
Chase marched us straight up
to the bar and ordered 2 pints of lager and 2 vodka shots.
 

“Jesus Christ.
 
Steady
on.” I chuckled.

“Hey, you’re back in Britain now where real women drink
pints.” He laughed.
 
“Drink up.”

As we knocked our shots back and began drinking pints I knew
tonight was going to be good.
 
I knew I’d
be waking up tomorrow with a hangover.

“So what are the plans for tonight?”

He smirked at my question and I knew he had something up his
sleeve.
 
“Well, dear sister of mine,
tonight we are going to officially welcome you back to the UK by getting
wasted, having a good time and if the mood is right – with any luck – I can get
laid.”

“Ew.
 
I didn’t need to
know that.” I laughed.

“Everyone needs to get laid,” a male voice said from behind
me.
 

I quickly turned around and Chase started laughing.
 

“Hey all.
 
This is my
sister Chloe.
 
Chloe, this is Tom,
Phoebe, Sarah and Jenny.”

“Hi all.” I smiled.
 
Later
in the night the drinks were flowing like a tsunami and I realised I was having
a great time.
 
They were all really nice,
especially Tom.
 
I thought I was hitting
it off really well with Tom but quickly realised he was gay and currently on
the look for Mr. Right.
 
Tom made sure I
had a great time and had me up and down on that dance floor more times than I could
count.

After way too many pints we were out on the dance floor and
I admit I was a little tipsy.
 
Tom went
to grab us another drink and there were so many people out on that floor that
it was impossible not to bump into people.
 
Just as I wobbled again for the hundredth time I felt someone grab my
elbow.
 
I turned around and Chase
squatted down to look me in the eye.
 

“Hey, Chloe.
 
You
having a good time?” He smiled.

“I’m having a great time.” I threw my arms in the air
dancing.

He laughed when I did this.
 
“Listen, I just spoke to Tom and when you’re ready he’s going to take
you home.
 
If you don’t mind I’m going to
take Jenny home?”
 

Like he needed my permission.
 
I rolled my eyes. “Chase, I’m a big
girl.
 
I’ll be fine.
 
Go.
 
Have a good time.” I smiled.
 

He grinned and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek. “You.
 
Be careful,” he pointed at me, trying to look
stern.
 
Just like when we were in
school.
 

A few pints later, Tom and I began doing shots.
 
Whose idea this was I had no clue.
 
At this point I was very wobbly.
 
I looked up and noticed a really good-looking
man glancing at us.
 
As I moved to the
left I noticed his eyes did not follow me.
 
He was definitely into Tom.
 
As I
noticed this Tom got up to grab us some more drinks.
 
I noticed Tom’s admirer followed him.
 
Too cute.
 
As Tom came back a few minutes later I noticed he was holding hands with
the guy that had checked him out.
 
I
grabbed his jacket and held it up to him signalling for him to leave.

“Goodnight, Tom.” I smirked, handing his jacket.
 
He went to open his mouth in protest but I
quickly continued.
 
“Don’t make me slap
you.” I laughed.
 
“Good night.
 
Have a good time,” I said firmly.
 
He grabbed his jacket and leaned down to give
me a hug and kiss on the cheek.

“You rock.” He smiled.
 
“I’ll ring you for coffee?”

“Definitely.
 
Have fun
boys.” I smiled, winking.
 
I looked back
at the table and noticed mine and Tom’s shots that he brought back from the
bar.
 
As I knocked them back I noticed
someone walk up to the table and place two drinks down.
 
I looked up and saw the sexiest man I’ve ever
seen sit opposite me.
 
He was about six-four
with brown hair smoothed back, brown eyes and a light stubble on his
cheeks.
 
I knew who he was before he
opened his mouth.
 
I’d know those eyes
anywhere.
 
We used to play together as
children but there was absolutely no reason for him to be sitting opposite me
buying me drinks.
 
Or looking at me the
way he was.

It was a known fact that there was a long-standing rivalry
between the Walker family and the Johnson family.
 
It was my life’s mission to stay off the
battlefield.
 
Not to cosy up to one.
 
No matter how extremely sexy he was.
 

“Alone at last.” He grinned.
 
That grin was deadly.
 
He leaned
forward and pushed the glass he put on the table towards me.
 
“Cheers.” He winked.

“Thanks.” I smiled.
 
I
took a sip of my drink and noticed he knocked his back.
 
I put my glass back down and looked at
him.
 
I noticed him rubbing his thumb
across his lip.
 
An extremely biteable
lip. “You look like you’re looking for trouble, Nathan.” I smirked.

“I think I just found it.” He grinned back.
 

I rolled my eyes.
 

“So when did little Chloe get all grown up?”
 
His eyes trailed down to my chest and back
up.
 
His stare was so intense it made me
want to cross my arms to cover myself.
 
He must have sensed how nervous he was making me feel due to the sexiest
smirk appearing on his lips.
 
No good was
going to come from this. “I’ve been waiting to get you alone all night.”
 

I looked down, blushing.
 
I wasn’t used to men being so forward with me.
 
There was a small part of me that was being
realistic, though.
 
Why did I tell Tom to
leave?
 
This wouldn’t be happening if Tom
had stayed.
 
Nathan loved a challenge and
me being a Johnson was the biggest challenge he would get.

“Is it because I’m a Johnson?” I looked him in the eye.
“Because I’m Chase’s sister?”
 
I really
didn’t want him to answer that question.
 
I knew what the answer was going to be.

“Partially.
 
I know
Chase thinks the world revolves around him.
 
It’s ingrained in us to hate each other.
 
It’s a fact of life around here that Walker’s and Johnson’s will always
hate each other.”
 
He stood up and came
over to sit next to me.
 

Every step he took I became more and more nervous.
 
I’ve never had to deal with Walkers and I was
completely unprepared to handle it.

“However,” he said, sitting down.
 
He took my hand in his and kissed the
knuckles.
 
“When I saw you, I wanted
you.
 
Regardless of your last name.
 
I still wanted to take you home and make you
scream.”
 

I laughed when he said this.
 
I admit it was in embarrassment.
 
I tried to pull my hand out of his grip but he held on tightly.
 

“Chloe, tonight I’m not a Walker.
 
And you’re not a Johnson.
 
Just Nathan and Chloe.”
 
He leaned forward placing his hand on my
cheek.
 

His thumb gently rubbed across my cheekbone.
 
I licked my lips and his eyes shot down to
them.
 

“I have to taste you,” he whispered.

Nathan leaned forward and took my bottom lip in between his
lips.
 
He gently sucked on my bottom lip
and kissed me sweetly three times in a row.
 

I ripped my lips from him.
 
What the hell was I doing?
 
I’m
left alone for barely a few minutes and already I’m making lovey-dovey eyes at
the one person I shouldn’t.
 
My rebuff
didn’t deter him at all.
 
I wanted to
slap the cockiness out of him.
 
He took
my hand again.
 
“Dance with me?”

“Nathan, no.” I hesitated, trying to pull my hand back.
 
I really didn’t want to dance with him.
 
I just wanted to get away from Nathan so I
could think.
 
He was confusing me.

“Come on, Chloe, live a little.”
 

I gave in and allowed him to pull me up from my seat.
 
As Nathan pulled me towards the dance floor I
noticed several women turned to look at him.
 
What was I doing?
 
I shouldn’t be
doing this.
 
I should be running in the
other direction.
 
As I looked up I
noticed we were walking in the direction of a group of women.
 
They all turned at once and smirked.
 
I don’t think they could see me due to my
shortness.
 
Just before Nathan reached
them, however, he pulled me forward by my hand so that I was standing in front
of him.
 
I stood frozen in front of him
not sure what to do.

He placed his hands on my hips and began to move me to the
music, swinging my hips from side to side.
 
It was difficult for him to do so because I was as stiff as a
board.
 
Nathan chuckled when he realized
this and he turned me around, moving us so I was facing away from him.
 
I think he moved us so I didn’t have to look
at our group of female spectators.
 
His
arms wrapped around my waist and I could feel all of him along my back.
 
I looked behind me and realised how tall he
was. Even in these heels I only came up to his chest.
 
As I was looking up at him I couldn’t help
but notice quite a few women were gawking at us.
 

He noticed me looking at them and put his finger under my
chin.
 
“Don’t worry about them.
 
If I wanted to dance with them, I would.
 
I picked you for a reason.”

Yes, because of my name.
 
How stupid did he think I was?
 
“And that is...?” I whispered.

He leaned down and whispered in my ear.
 
“I want to dance with you.”
 

Right.
 
Of
course.
 
What else did I expect him to
say?
 
I inwardly rolled my eyes.
 

“Then I want to take you home, give us what we both want and
fuck that good girl out of you.”
 
His
lips pressed against my earlobe and nibbled.
 
It was a good job Nathan was holding me up.
 
Otherwise those words would have knocked me
over.

“What do you say to that?”
 

Fuck me sideways, his voice was sexy as hell.

“Um... I don’t know.”
 
No!
 
You say no!
 
Are you crazy?
My good side yelled at me to tell him where to shove
it.
 
While my naughty side told me you’re
never going to meet a guy this hot again.
 
“We shouldn’t…” I hesitated.
 
“I
should go home.”
 
I was desperately
trying to convince myself to leave.

“I disagree,” he protested, smirking.
 
“Come home with me.
 
Be mine tonight.”

“I’ll regret it,” I whispered.
 
“On Monday, I’ll just be another...”
 

He placed his finger over my mouth, cutting me off. “On
Monday you might regret it.
 
But tonight
you won’t.” He kissed the crook of my neck.
 

I involuntarily rubbed my ass against him, his hands
tightened on my hips in response, slowly turning me around, pressing my front
to his chest.
 
This caused me to lean my
body against him, which he seemed to like judging by the way he squeezed me to
him and the devious grin spreading across his face.
 

Nathan leaned his head down and rubbed his nose gently
against mine, his lips a fraction away from mine.
 
As he sucked my lips into his mouth all
thought and reason left.
 
I was his.
 
Completely.

“Take me home,” I whispered.
 
“Before Monday comes.” I bit his bottom lip.
 
He grabbed my hand and sped past our
table.
 
I grabbed my jacket as we passed
and Nathan was soon leading me from the club.
 
As Nathan led me outside he turned me around and put my jacket on
me.
 
See,
he can be a gentleman,
my naughty side defended.
 
He pulled my jacket up my sleeves, stroking
my arms as he went.
 
After taking my hand
again he began walking us down the street towards the taxi rank.