Chapter 36
CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
JESSIE
Mom
You didn’t come home when you came back to Dallas last week. You always come and see me when you’re back. I miss you, Jessie.
I have no idea how to reply to my mom’s message as I stare down at it from the booth in Riley’s Bar. The next time I see my mom, it will be as she steps off a plane at the Seattle airport. All I have to do is find the right words to convince her that she absolutely has to leave Dallas.
“Everything okay?” Mia asks from beside me.
Closing out the message, I pocket my phone and bring a hand to the side of her face, kissing her hard.
And, yeah, that’s right. Out in public, for everyone to see and take photos.
The past week of us living together has been the best five days of my life. Also the most sex I’ve ever had.
I slide my other hand up the inside of her left thigh and underneath her skirt when Kate clears her throat from opposite us.
“Listen, I know you guys aren’t used to public displays and all. But sex in a busy bar is a fast way to get yourself arrested.”
Breaking the kiss for just a second, but never taking my eyes from Mia’s, I contemplate stopping our make-out session altogether.
“Fuck it,” I respond and bring her lips back to mine.
“Maybe you don’t give a shit about the custody part, but you sure as hell will when I empty the contents of my stomach onto you both,” Zach shouts from across the table.
We both look at him as Luna swats him on the arm. “Leave them alone. They aren’t hurting anyone.”
“Yeah, well, I might be getting a little FOMO.” He drops his head and kisses her behind the ear, his hand coming to her round stomach as he runs a palm over it.
“Another cocktail, Tara?” Felicity asks as she turns her head over her shoulder, searching for a waiter.
Mia throws Tara a you’re underage, and you know it glare, which earns her a quirked don’t you dare rat me out brow.
Pulling Mia’s face back to mine, I whisper against her lips, “You aren’t fooling me with that good-girl exterior any more. Not when I know the nasty girl you are behind closed doors. Kind of my dream girl, come to think of it.”
“The sheets cleaned up great, thanks for asking,” Jensen pipes up, interrupting us.
With Mia pinned to my side, I look across at my closest friend. “You’re welcome.”
He narrows his eyes at me, but I can see the smile fighting to break out on his face. Briefly, he glances at Mia and then back at me, his smile only getting more obvious.
“Fucking traffic,” Jon announces as he slides in next to his wife and brings his hand to the back of her neck, kissing her deeply.
“Can you, like, not do that?” Jack, Felicity’s only son, takes the last seat available opposite them. Pulling off his beanie, he runs a hand through his floppy brown hair.
Jon looks back at his stepson, clearly enjoying winding him up. “Do what? Make out with your mom?”
“It’s possible to change your mind about someone—you know that,” he replies, his English accent still noticeable despite him living in the States for several years.
“We all did that years ago, buddy.” Zach chuckles, bringing his beer to his lips.
Jon throws him a face and then turns to Felicity. “You want a drink, Angel?”
“I just got them. Cocktails for everyone, soda for you.” She smiles at Jack, who rolls his eyes in response.
“You know I’m twenty-one now, right?”
Felicity ignores him and then looks at me. “I ordered you a beer, Jessie.”
Mia’s eyes find mine as I sit up straighter in the booth and look down at my empty soda glass.
“He’s still on an alcohol ban as he pushes for Gretzky’s record,” Mia chimes in.
Felicity winces. “Shit, yeah. Sorry.”
“It’s fine. I’ll take the spare beer.” Jack smiles at his mom.
From under the table, I squeeze Mia’s thigh in appreciation. At some point, I probably need to share with my friends the battle I’ve been through with alcohol. If I owe my honesty to anyone, it’s to Jensen—the guy who’s always looked out for me and had my back. The thing is, the second I unload my secrets, the more questions will come my way.
Right now, the only person I want to see me fully is sitting tucked under my arm.
From her position next to me, Mia suddenly stiffens, and I watch the way Tara does the same.
I lean down to whisper in her ear, “What is it?”
Leo , Tara mouths at me and then points across to the other seating area.
You have got to be kidding me.
Turning over my shoulder, I watch as Leo and his usual friend take a seat in a booth on the opposite side, a couple up from us. From his position, he can watch everything we’re doing, but I have my back to him. And I don’t like it.
“Ow. Fuck, man,” I say to Jensen as he kicks me under the table.
He nods his head behind me. “That the prick who ratted you out to Jenkins?”
I roll my eyes and take a sip of my fresh soda after Jon passed it over to me. “Yep.”
Jensen’s brows rise slightly as he leans forward, resting his forearms on the table. “He’s got some balls to show up here—I’ll give him that.”
“Ugh, he’s a right prick,” Jack says, clearly having picked up on who we’re referring to. He nods his head in Leo’s direction, and Jon turns over his shoulder to look. “Don’t look, Jon! For fuck’s sake, we’re trying to be inconspicuous here.” Jack rolls his eyes and picks up his beer.
Zach points to Jack. “I don’t know where you’re headed next year since your coach won’t tell us shit, but you can come and play for us. Your banter game is solid.” Reaching down the booth, he fist-bumps Jack.
“Oh, yeah,” Jon says, ignoring them both completely. “Complete prick. You know those guys who have next to zero talent, but make up for it by being an agitator on the ice?”
Jensen smiles at Jon. “Yep.”
“Well, that’s Walsh.” Jon tips his head behind him.
“Well, as I’ve always said to my husband, takes one to know one,” Felicity sings, winking at Jon.
Jon drops his head between his shoulders, laughing along with everyone else. “Yeah, gotta admit, I walked straight into that one, didn’t I?”
“Don’t get too down on yourself, Cap.”
Picking his head back up, Jon looks at Zach, who’s busy watching Luna. “Why?”
“Well, we kind of had a change in plans. We’re still getting married in the Caribbean, but we want you all to be there.” Luna pauses and looks at Jon. “Our planner hasn’t been that great, to be honest. Look, we know it’s last minute, but we were wondering if?—”
“Yep,” Jon announces, slapping the table hard with a hand. “I will be your planner. Abso-fucking-lutely. One hundred percent.”
“For fuck’s sake,” Jack repeats, dropping his head to his forearm. “The guys on the team are never going to hear the end of this.”
I’m still laughing when Mia nudges out from under my shoulder.
“I’m heading to the restroom.”
I wrap a hand around her upper arm, my eyes flicking to Leo, who’s busy talking with his friend. “You want me to come with you?”
She shakes her head and knits her brows together. “I’m literally fifty feet away. Stay with the group and celebrate tonight’s win.”
When Jon and Felicity stand to let her out of the booth, I can’t tear my eyes away from my girlfriend as she saunters over to the restrooms, her perfect ass swaying under tonight’s red miniskirt.
When Mia disappears down the hallway, my eyes momentarily land on Leo, and I don’t know if I’m seeing things, but I swear I see his gaze flick from mine and back to his friend when he notices I’m watching.
Staring down into my soda, I feel the way my molars grind together.
He doesn’t even get to look at her.
“Go,” Jensen says, giving me another sharp kick under the table.
Twisting around, I watch as Leo gets up from the booth.
“Oh, hell fucking no,” I announce, already ushering Jon and Felicity out of the way as Jensen chuckles from behind.
“Play nice, Jessie,” Zach calls after me.
But I’m gone, already halfway to the restrooms, zeroed in on the back of Leo’s head.
MIA
“Oh, yeah, convenient bathroom break.” Jessie’s boom echoes down the dark hallway to my left as I step out of the restroom.
I walk toward the voices, and they come into view a second later.
“What’s going on?” I ask, coming to stand by Jessie’s side.
He nods at Leo, who’s standing a few feet in front of us, his back to the emergency exit. “Why can’t you just take a hint?”
Leo scoffs. “I was heading to the bathroom.”
“Like hell you were,” Jessie says, leaning down to whisper in my ear. “Go back to the group. I’ll be there in a second, Sweetheart.”
I wrap my hand around his thick forearm, pulling him away. “Just come back with me. Ignore him.”
As he crosses his arms over his chest, a mock smile paints Leo’s face. “Yeah, probably best not to hurt Graham’s top defenseman.”
I turn back to him. “You mean my dad hasn’t kicked you off his program yet?”
He snarls, “That’s between me and your daddy, nothing privileged bitches like you need to worry about.”
Jessie lurches forward and out of my grasp, his right fist balled at his side. “What the fuck did you just say to my girl?”
Leo tips his head up to the ceiling and barks out a laugh. “Oh my God, she’s got you wrapped around her little finger.” He centers his attention back on Jessie. “Let me guess. You fucked your way to the top, taking handouts from daddy’s little princess.”
When Jessie’s fist connects with Leo’s face, even I’m not about to stop him.
The bones audibly crunch, and Leo flies back, out through the door behind him and into the parking lot.
Jessie looks down at his fist and smirks. “Didn’t even scratch me.”
Stepping out into the night air, he grabs Leo by the scruff of the neck, pulling him a couple of inches off the ground so he’s at the same height as my boyfriend. “Let me make this really fucking clear for you, Leo. Overall, I’m a pretty reasonable guy. But there are a couple of scenarios that turn me from nice-guy Jessie Callaghan to a monster you do not want to meet.” He cocks his head in my direction. “Fucking with my girl is at the top of that list. Now, she didn’t want to fuck you the first time you tried, and she absolutely does not want to this time around either. Why? Because you’re so far beneath her that I’m surprised you’re actually above ground. That and the fact that she comes home to our bed every night. To me.”
Leo looks to the side and spits blood onto the ground.
“So, at this point, you have a couple of options. One, never look in her direction again. Even during classes. Or two, refuse to comply, and I’ll remove both eyes so the first is never a possibility.”
Leo mumbles something inaudible.
“Sorry, what was that?”
“One. Option fucking one,” Leo says louder.
On a smirk, Jessie releases Leo, and he meets the ground with a thud. “Thought so.”
Grabbing my hand, he interlaces our fingers and never looks back as he slams the door behind us and marches us back up the hallway.
But just as we get opposite the ladies’ restroom, Jessie pushes on a door and plunges us into darkness.
“What are you doing?” I ask, my heart beating out of my chest.
“Exactly what I should’ve done last time we were in this closet.”
His mouth crashes down to mine as his hands fall to the hem of my skirt, pulling it up around my waist.
With one hand, he pins my arms above my head by the wrists and lifts me up, and I wrap my legs around him.
In the darkness, I feel his breath fan my lips as the sounds of him undoing his belt and unzipping his dress pants fill the room.
“Normally I’d lick your pussy for hours, but right now, I wanna fuck. You wet for me, Sweetheart?”
“Yes,” I gasp.
He hooks his fingers into my panties, pulling them to one side, and I feel him smile against my neck, sucking the soft skin into his mouth. I know he’s marking me, but I couldn’t give a shit. He can own me.
“Fucking dripping, Mia.”
I whimper with need.
“Does watching me claim you in front of another guy get you off?”
I nod, the desperation for him to fuck me hard getting to be all too much.
“Good. Because same. I’ve never been this fucking hard in my life.”
In one movement, he thrusts up and into me.
“Yes,” I cry out.
“Louder for me, Sweetheart. Let’s give them all a show.”
“Yesss,” I scream above the beating music.
When Jessie’s finger circles my asshole, already slick from my release, he pushes the tip just inside as he continues to fuck my pussy with his cock.
“Ugh,” he groans. “So good. Fucking you is so damn good.”
“I’m going to come. Like, everywhere.” The same pressure I felt in Jessie’s gym is already building.
“Now?”
“Any second, yes.”
“Unwrap your legs, Mia.”
Jessie thrusts into me one more time and then pulls out, dropping to his knees but holding me in place against the wall, his fingertips digging into my thighs.
“Squirt down my throat,” he commands, sucking my clit into his mouth.
“Oh my god, oh my god,” I repeat over and over as I do exactly as he demands.
His mouth clamps onto me, his tongue continuing to massage my clit as he swallows me down.
When I’ve given him everything I have, he sets me down to my feet and leans over me, his cock still hard.
“My turn,” I say, lowering onto my knees and taking him into my mouth.
One of his hands falls to the top of my head, and he threads his fingers through my hair, pumping his hips as I take his cock as far as I can go.
“Jesus Christ, you suck my dick so damn good.”
I can still taste myself as I continue to work my tongue around his shaft. Knowing this came from him fucking me a second earlier makes me pool with more need, and I suck him harder, tightening my palm around his length.
Jessie sags above me, and I can tell he’s close.
“I need that pussy again,” he groans.
In an instant, I’m back against the wall in the same way I was before, but this time, my legs are even wider as his grip spreads me further apart and open for him.
When he drives himself inside me, all I can see is the way his hair falls over his forehead, his eyes shining in the very faint light creeping in under the door.
Warmth spreads inside me as I feel my boyfriend’s cum pour into my pussy.
His damp, parted lips find mine, and he holds himself there, not kissing me, but not moving either. “Goddammit, Mia Marie Jenkins. I’m so fucking gone for you; you have no idea.”