Until Trevor (11 page)

“Yeah
, alright. Make the reservations,” I mumble into the phone, not taking my eyes off her.

“Sure
. See you at the site. Say hi to Liz.” He hangs up. I toss my phone on the bed and start stalking towards Liz, who now looks like she’s stuck in place. I feel the smile hit my face, and her eyes narrow.

“Do not touch me
, Trevor Mayson.” She takes a step back when I lunge at her.

“I like touching you
, and you like me touching you.”

“No. No
more touching,” she moans, her body bowing back against my arm, trying to put space between us.

“I’m going to be gone overnight,” I mumble
, sliding the stubble of my chin along her neck. She moans, her body melting into me. I love that she responds so easily to my touch. I take her earlobe into my mouth, biting down gently. I'm so hard that the feel of my boxers against my erection is killing me. “You’re going to sleep here tonight and keep my side of the bed warm. Right, baby?” I ask, my hand sliding down to the bottom of the towel, running my fingers along the edge. I don’t know why I keep doing this to myself. I listen as her breathing changes; her breaths coming faster and faster as my fingers run up her thigh. “Are you listening to me?” I whisper, as I bite lightly down on her neck.

“What?”
she moans, her fingernails scrapping against my scalp. She loves my hair. If it wasn’t such a bitch to take care of, I would let it grow out so she could grab on to it when I'm eating her. “I’ll stay at my place with Lolly.”

“No
, you’ll stay here with Lolly. All her stuff is here; she’s used to being here.” I'm grasping at straws, but I like her here in my space, knowing that when I get home she will be waiting for me. I lick her mouth, her chin, her neck, her collarbone; her fingernails are digging into my scalp. All I want to do is toss her on the bed, spread her legs, and feast; or I’d pick her up, press her into the wall, and slide into her, but there is no time for either. We both have to get to work. My hands go to her face, holding her gently. “Just give me peace of mind and stay here.”

“Fine
!” she cries, trying to bend further away, but she’s so tiny that I can pick her up with one hand if I want.

“Just put my mind at ease and stay here.” I say quietly
, distracted by the feel of the skin on her thighs.

“I said I’ll stay here
; so let me go so I can get ready for work.” I squeeze her ass; she moans, still trying to pull away.

“You gotta know
, it’s killing me not to slide inside you.” I press my erection into her belly; she bites her lip, shaking her head. “It is,” I tell her, pressing her against the wall, determined to at least get her off before I have to be away overnight. Putting more pressure on her hips stills her movements. Sliding my hand from her ass to her belly, I look into her beautiful face. Her cheeks are flushed, her lips are swollen, and her unusual green eyes are dark with lust. “I'm going to make you come, baby.” Biting her neck, my fingers slide through her wetness, making her hips jerk. She whimpers, holding onto my biceps, her sharp nails digging into my skin. My mouth lands on hers, doing to her mouth what I want to do to her pussy. I slide in one finger, then another, curving them up. Her head falls back against the wall. “Open your eyes.” I can feel her getting closer; it takes everything I have not to drop to my knees, toss her leg over my shoulder, and take her with my mouth. When she looks at me, I use my thumb and press, then circle, her clit two times. She clamps down on my fingers, screaming my name, her head falling back, her eyes closing. When her eyes open, she gives me a smile I have never seen on her before. I want to take my fingers and suck them into my mouth, but my restraint is already slipping and knowing how she tastes would be the final straw. I pick her up, carrying her to the bed. I sit with her in my lap, her face going into the crook of my neck. I start to laugh at how relaxed she is.

“Are you laughing?” Her words mumbl
ing into my skin make me laugh harder. Her face comes out of my neck and she glares at me. “What’s so funny?”

“Now I know if you get in a huff
, all I have to do is give you an orgasm, and you settle your ass down.”

“You did not just say that.” She shakes her head
, but doesn’t move from her spot on my lap. “So, you’re going to be gone overnight?”

“Yeah
, we need to go pick up an order.” I pull her face away from my chest to look into her eyes. “The wedding’s coming up,” I remind her; I'm excited to spend the weekend on the beach with her half-naked.

“I know
.” Her voice cracks and I'm reminded of her shithead brother. She’s worried that he won’t be able to find the money to pay back the guys he owes.

“I'm going to call Kenton and see if he can track him down
.” I pull her tighter, rubbing circles on her back. We sit like that for a while, her body so relaxed that I think she’s asleep. Its’ crazy how much my life has changed, and how happy I am now that I have accepted what I was feeling for this beautiful woman who seemed so shy the first time I met her. Little did I know, she’s not shy at all, just quiet; it’s almost like she studies people before taking a chance and talking to them. “It’s going to suck sleeping without you, even if you are a bed hog,” I say, feeling her smile against my chest.

“
How can I be a bed hog when you basically sleep on top of me?” True, I have never been one to cuddle; but with her, I like knowing where she is, and that she can’t get away without me knowing. “I guess I should get up and get dressed. It’s my turn to open the shop.”

“Yeah
, I need to pack and meet Cash at the site.” Her lip pouts out, so I bite it, giving it a gentle tug. “Just think, in a few days, it will be you, me, ocean, sun, and sand.”

“I know
. I'm just worried about Tim. He called the other day saying that he didn’t know if he was going to make it.” She rolls her eyes.                                         

“I told you how I feel; I think you need to let your mom know what’s going on.”

“I can’t!” She jumps up so fast that she almost falls over. “Mom is stressed about the wedding; if I told her what was going on with Tim, she’d call it off to deal with his problems. She deserves her happily ever after.”

I hold up my hands
, warding her off. We have been through this a few times already, and every time, it comes back to the same thing. “If he shows up for the wedding, I'm kicking his ass.”

“No
, if he shows up for the wedding,
I'm
kicking his ass.” I lean forward, grab her behind her thighs, and drag her forward to stand between my legs.

“Why don’t you call November and see if she wants to do dinner tonight
? I'm sure she wouldn’t mind getting out of the house for a little while.”

“I doubt that Asher will let her leave the house
,” she grumbles, looking adorable.

I laugh
, pulling her closer. My brother loves his girls, but said the other day that November needed a break. And I’d feel better knowing that Liz had something to do while I was out of town.

“
Just call her.”

“Fine,”
she sighs. I know she misses her friend.

“
You need another orgasm?” My hands slide up the back of her thighs.

“What? No!”
she laughs, her cheeks turning pink while she tries to take a step back. So I hold her behind the knees tighter, pulling her even closer.

“You sure
? You seem a little grumpy, baby.”

Her eyes narrow
, making her look cute as hell. “I need to get ready to work. And you need to pack.”

Running my hands up the back of her thighs
again, my fingers curve inward. “Kiss me and I’ll let you go.” Seeing the effect my touch has on her makes my blood pound. It is its own aphrodisiac; I love knowing that I was the one who made her lips swollen, eyes darken, and cheeks turn pink. I want to beat my chest like a fucking caveman. “Come on, kiss me,” I say, squeezing her thighs tighter.

“Fine,”
she sighs, bending her face towards mine. I fist the hair at the back of her head, causing her to moan.

“You really want another orgasm
, don’t you?” I see her eyes flash right before I pull her mouth to mine, getting as much of her taste inside of me as I can.

*~*~*

"Holy shit!" Cash says.

“What?”
I look over at him, expecting some kind of disaster to be happening in my truck. He's looking out the windshield. I follow his gaze and see a girl with shoulder–length, bright red hair, creamy skin, and a short summer dress holding the door open for a woman with a stroller.

"You know her?" I ask
, looking back at him, noticing he looks a little star struck.

He looks over at me with his big cheesy smile
. "Nah, but I will."

I chuckle and finish
parking the truck. When we get out, the girl looks back; her face turns bright red when she realizes Cash is looking at her. Cash looks at me confused; I smirk and shrug my shoulders. She’s definitely cute, but completely opposite of the forward women who normally don't even give my brother a chance to hit on them.

I poke him in the ribs with my elbow
, bending close so only he can hear me, “Do you even know how to hit on a woman?”

H
is eyes narrow right before he smirks, stepping in front of me in line to stand next to her at the counter. “This should be good,” I mumble to myself, listening to Cash tell the cashier that he and the girl are together so he can pay for her coffee.

"We're not together,"
the girl tells the cashier, who is staring at Cash.

"We are
; I'm paying," Cash says, sliding the money to the cashier. When I look at the girl, I can tell she’s getting annoyed when she blows the hair out of her face. They both take their coffees; she turns on Cash.

"
Here." She shoves money at him, hitting him in the chest with it, catching him off guard, making him stumble back into me; his coffee goes all over the front of his shirt.

"Crap
, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean for that to happen!” She starts pulling napkins out of the dispenser and pats Cash down. "Why couldn't you just let me pay for my own coffee?" she grumbles, not even looking up. Cash starts to laugh, and her head flies up, busting him in the chin. I can actually hear his teeth slam shut and the crack of his chin to her head. "This is so humiliating," she whispers; looking up, her hands go to her head, and tears form in her eyes.

“L
et me see your head, honey," he says quietly, pulling her forward, taking the coffee out of her hand, and handing it to me. I watch him drag her to the side and talk quietly to her; when I hear her light giggle, I know they’re both going to be okay. I feel my phone vibrate, and when I pull it out, I see that it’s Jen calling. I don’t know how many times I’ll have to tell this chick that I’m not interested before she’ll clue in.

“What
, Jen?”

“I want to see you
.”

“I told you before
; we’re done.”

“I…I miss you
.” This chick is completely whacked; my face tilts towards the ceiling, and I pray for patience.

“I'm only going to say this one more time
: we were never anything, so stop fucking calling me.” I hang up and see a text message from Liz.

Liz:
Missed you last night.

My heart flips over
; I feel like a chick standing here smiling at my phone.

Me:
Miss you too baby.

I
look around and see Cash watching me.

“What’s that smile for?”
he asks, taking the girl’s coffee from my hand and handing it back to her. I look at him, and his smile matches mine. I look at the girl and see her blush when he hands her the coffee.

“Nothing
. Liz messaged me,” I tell him, walking up to the cashier to order my coffee.

“This is Lilly
. Lilly, this is one of my brothers, Trevor,” Cash introduces.

“Nice to meet you
.”

“Hi
,” she says shyly. “Um, I need to go; it was nice meeting you both. Again, I'm really sorry about the coffee…and the head-butt.”

I chuckle
, and Cash laughs. “Its fine, honey. I’ll walk you out,” he tells her. I get my order, and order another coffee for Cash, before I head out of the coffee shop. When I step out, Cash and Lilly are talking quietly off to the side of the door. I go start the truck and wait for him. Once he’s back in the truck, I look over to see him watching as Lilly walks down the sidewalk. He pulls out his phone and types something. She stops, pulls out her phone, looks at it, turns and looks over her shoulder, and gives him a smile that could make the sun jealous, before she turns back around and starts walking again.

“So
, you got her number?”