Wilted (13 page)

Kylie Reynolds, you sure know how to fuck things up for yourself even more!

NIKOLAS

I couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw her standing out on that patio. Kylie’s the very last person I thought I’d see when I stopped by here tonight. All this time, I’d thought of what I’d say to her if I got to see her again. I’d rehearsed a speech in my head over and over, but when it came time to speak, the words didn’t sound right.

At first, I thought she’d been some sort of mirage because, let’s face it, I think about her all the damn time. But when I realized it really was her, I couldn’t stop staring. She is so goddamn gorgeous. Seeing her in that short, tight red dress about sent me over the edge. I wanted to bend her over against that patio rail and take her. God knows my cock aches for that with her. Since we’ve broken up, I’ve jacked off more nights to her memory than I’d ever care to admit. No matter how many times, though, nothing satisfies me.

I almost had her. I saw the vulnerable, raw pain in her eyes. She can deny it if she wants, but she still loves me. Of all fucking times for Ashley to walk in, she picks then to do it. Trust me, she’s nothing more than eye candy for the arm. Ashley would be an easy fuck, there’s no doubt about it. The thing is, my dick only works for one girl. Kylie Reynolds.

I watched her leave the party with that fucking prick, Evan Pierce. I’d even seen the little show she put on for me when she kissed him. Regardless of whether or not it was done to make me jealous, it still fucking hurt like hell to watch. In the end, I couldn’t watch anymore of it. I’d made my excuses to Jeffery and then dropped Ashley off at some party she wanted to go to. Typically, I’d tag along just for show, but not tonight. My head’s just racing too much and I certainly wouldn’t be good company for anyone.

“Yo, asshole, what happened? You were supposed to be back today. I had to put off that meeting again with the investors.”

“Yeah, it looks like I’ll be in LA for a few more days.”

“This little extended visit wouldn’t happen to have anything to do with a certain female, would it?”

“Tony, don’t make me fire your ass. My staying has absolutely nothing to do with her. You know I’m here as a favor to Max. We’ve got a lot to do to get ready for his opening. He’s had some major problems getting some of the city permits approved. He’s asked me to help him get it all straightened out.”

“Well, be sure to tell Kylie I said hello when you see her.”

“Fuck you! You’re fired!”

Tossing my phone on the car seat beside me, I speed towards downtown. If I’m going to straighten this mess out in time for the opening to happen, I’ve got to get a move on. Kathryn Overton is waiting and she’s definitely not a patient woman. Actually, she’s probably one of the biggest bitches I know, but that’s exactly why I’m meeting with her. She’s one of the investors in Max’s project and he’s terrified of her. I’m hoping she can use her bitchiness and influence to pull some strings in order to get the permits we need.

Leaning against the doorway, I smile as I listen to a very persistent, determined Kathryn tear into someone on the other end of the line.

“You heard me. I expect those to be in his hands by the end of the day. Oh really, is that so? Need I remind you of who my father is? I thought not. Yes, I will pass the information along.” She hangs the phone up and winks.

“Permits will be personally delivered to Max by the end of the day,” she says smiling. I had no doubt she’d make it happen.

“Thank you, Kathryn. I appreciate you meeting up with me. I know Max will be relieved to have all of this settled.”

“My pleasure, Mr. Thorne. I don’t like people messing around with my investments. Those lazy bastards at the City Hall need to get their heads out of their ass and get shit done. I merely gave them an incentive.”

By incentive, she means threatening to have her father, a billionaire businessman, fire their asses on the spot.

“So… any thoughts to our last conversation?”

“Kathryn, I’m very flattered, really, but I’m not interested in signing up for that. I’m sorry.”

“Hmm. Such a shame. We could really have some fun.”

Fun? I think not. Long before I met Kylie, she’d tried to convince me to sign on as her submissive. As much as I adore role-play and getting kinky, the idea of being her bitch boy was a complete turn off for me. Don’t get me wrong. Kylie and I loved swapping up being Dominant and Submissive, but in the end, I always need the control. No way I’d give that up, even for a woman as fucking hot and powerful as Kathryn Overton.

We wait by the curb as her driver pulls up for her.

“Again, Kathryn, it’s been a pleasure.” I lean to give her a casual hug, but she moves in and slams her lips to mine. Her hand slips between us and up her skirt. She pulls away and slides her finger into my mouth, giving me a taste of her pussy.

“Something for you to think about.” She winks before getting into her car.

No one will ever taste as good as Kylie.
Shaking my head, I close Kathryn’s door and wave her off. As if my timing could get any worse, Kylie waits on the corner, staring straight at me. She’s wearing running shorts, and holding onto a pole to keep herself upright. She saw the whole fucking thing. How is it that, as big as LA is, I’ve managed to run into her twice in less than twelve hours?

“Kylie, wait!” I shout, but she turns and runs in the other direction.

I don’t let it stop me. This damn woman is going to listen to me if it is the last goddamn thing I do. Pushing past people on the sidewalk, I begin closing in on her. She panics and ducks through a side alley, only to find it gated at the end. There’s no way out except the way she’d come in. The stupid girl is so desperate, she begins climbing the chained fence behind her.

“Kylie, stop it!”

“No! Get away from me, Nik!” she shouts, kicking her foot back at me to keep me away. I don’t let it stop me. Grabbing her leg mid-kick, I pull her back. She lets out a loud scream as she falls and I catch her in my arms. There aren’t words to describe how good it feels to hold her. I would move heaven and earth to keep her here and never let her go.

“Let me go, Nik!” she screams while kicking and punching me. My ferocious girl lands a few good hard blows, but for the most part, it’s pretty comical to watch.

Chuckling to myself, I dodge a few more blows to the face and sit her down. With one swift move, I have her pinned against the brick wall behind her.

“No, Kylie! This time you
are
going to listen to me!” I demand as I grab her arms and push them over her head. Pressing my weight against her, I can’t hide how hard my cock grows in my pants. Slowly, I move my hips, grinding my throbbing dick into her tight spandex shorts.

“Feel that? You have no damn idea how much I want you, how much I need you. We belong together, Kylie. Admit it. I know you still love me,” I whisper against her lips. No longer can I restrain myself. Forcefully, I slam my lips against hers. For a few seconds, I feel her melt into my arms. Each glide of our tongues brings me back to the time she was mine. At this moment, I’m so lost in her. And then, without warning, a fierce pain radiates from my side, paralyzing me and dropping my ass to the ground. The horrific burning sensation won’t stop. The pain is so intense that I can’t speak. Blinking hard, I make out her figure standing over me, Taser in hand.

“How dare you fucking put your lips on mine after you tasted her cunt? You’re such a fucking asshole, Nikolas Thorne!” She screams as she frantically wipes her mouth with her hand. Turning back to face me, I see the anger and hurt in her eyes. “Have you not destroyed me enough? I don’t love you. I never did! I hate you! No one can ever love you! It’s why everyone always leaves you. You’re destined to be alone,” she screams through her tears. The hate in her words is unbearable. I struggle to take a deep breath, but I can’t. Everything is fading out.

“K-ylie, I—” and then darkness.

“Why won’t he wake up? I didn’t mean to hurt him! Nik!” I hear her concerned voice in the background.

“Did this man attack you, Miss?” a male voice asks.

“What? No! It isn’t like that at all!”

“Then why did you use the Taser on him, ma’am?”

“He wouldn’t let me go.”

“Very well, once the paramedics finish checking him over, we’ll take him to the station. You can make your statement there if you wish to press charges.”

“No, I… I don’t want to press charges. Officer, this has all been a big misunderstanding. He and I used to be together. I just didn’t want to speak to him.”

“So, this is a domestic issue?”

“Oh God, no! We were just having a disagreement.”

“Kylie?” I manage to get out. When I squint up at her, I see worry and panic in her dark eyes.

“Nik? I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean for that to happen.”

“Well, now you know the Taser works. Fuck! What the hell do you have it set on?”

“The instructor told me that it would give me a running start if someone were to attack me. I didn’t know it would do all of that.”

“Next time you’re going to use that thing, warn me, all right?”

“Nik!” She frowns.

“He’s all clear, Officer. He’ll just have a slight burn and bruise on his ribcage where the Taser made contact against the skin, but he’ll be fine.”

“Miss? Are you sure you don’t want to press charges?”

“No, Officer. Everything is fine.”

“Well, I’ll still have to make a report over all of this, so I will need both your signatures on this form. In the future, please be more careful with that thing.”