Chapter Twenty-Two
Blair
It’s been almost a week since the dinner with my mom and Xaden. After dinner, he took me back home and spent the night with me. I still don’t know exactly how I feel about this whole thing, but surprisingly I find myself missing him. He’s been MIA since the night after and I haven’t heard from him since. I tried reaching out to Kade, but I also got no answer.
My mom has not stopped raving about how much of a gentleman he is. If she only knew how he came to be a part of my life to begin with. My phone lights up, I reach over, flip it over, and sigh.
Elena: Going to Tiger, I’m omw. Get ready.
Thank god for my best friend. I have been wanting to go but didn’t want to seem needy or clingy. I just want to lay eyes on him and see that he is ok. Once I do, I can let him go, if that’s what he wants. I mean we haven’t really had sex yet. Sure, he’s made me come loads of times but as far as his cock inside my cunt, the answer is no. I don’t even really know why I care so much. Yes I do, it’s because he’s taking over my every waking thought.
“Bitch let’s go!” Elena yells from the living room.
“Coming. ”
I look over my outfit quickly, a simple gold shimmer dress. It’s short but leaves plenty for the imagination. My hair is down with curls, and I have white and gold earrings and a necklace to match. Light make-up tonight. I slip on white flats and grab my white and gold clutch off my dresser.
We get to Tiger, and it’s packed as usual. We walk right in and head to the bar. It’s a different guy behind the bar tonight but he notices us right away. He’s wearing an earpiece; he says something and then turns back to us.
“Hello ladies, names Tyler. What you drinking tonight?” He smiles at us.
“Vodka Soda, two please,” Elena says.
“Oh, can you put some of those cherries in it, please?” She bats her eyelashes and he laughs.
“Of course.” She smiles and turns to me.
“I need to tell you something,” she bites her lip.
“Do not judge me when I tell you.” She taps her fingers on the bar.
“What?” I’m nervous now when she says don’t judge me; it’s normally something she has done.
She leans up and whispers into my ear, “I slept with Kade.”
“You what?” I almost scream at her.
“H… He was so nice to me the other night. It just kind of happened. I’ve been meaning to tell you, but I didn’t know how.”
“El, I’m just shocked. I didn’t think Kade would be your type.”
We both look around and she nods. “I’m sorry, I should have told you sooner.”
“No judgment from me,” I raise my hands.
How could I judge her when I am begging my stalker to let me come? I’d be a fucking hypocrite .
“Here you go ladies,” Tyler hands us our drinks.
“Thank you.” He winks at me and takes off to make other drinks.
I look over at the bathroom where I tried to run that one night. I shiver thinking about it. “Blair, Elena,” Tyler says, and we whip around.
“How did you-,”
“The VIP section is that way.” He nods towards the VIP door.
“Thank you but we will be fine here.” He sighs.
“Please go to the VIP section,” he almost begs.
Elena narrows his eyes, “If Kade or whoever wants us to go in there they can come out and tell us themselves. Until then, we will be over there; dancing.” She grabs my arm and pulls me towards the empty table.
I just wanted a quick glimpse of him. But I don't want to risk angering him in the process. "Elena," I scan the area anxiously, biting my nails, and she stops.
“No, if they think they can just ignore us for days and then demand we go to some VIP section,” she scoffs, “they got us fucked up.”
“You like him, don’t you?” assuming without her actually telling me. She takes a big drink out of her cup.
“It doesn’t matter. He spent a whole twenty-four hours with me and then ghosted my ass. He did not return my texts or my calls, had me worried. I will not be that girl.”
She drinks half of her cup. “You’re right. We are better than that.”
“Let’s dance!” I damn near finished my drink when she pulls me to the dance floor.
We dance for a while before we need to use the bathroom. We are on our third drink. Tyler has not asked us to go to the VIP section since the first time. When we round the corner, we see a long line and groan.
“You have got to be kidding me. I’m about to burst,” she says looking around.
“We could use the men’s.” We both glance at it, a man walks out zipping his jeans and a girl walks out wiping the corners of her mouth.
“No,” we both say and burst into a round of giggles.
We go to stand in line when my phone dings.
Wyatt: “What are you doing, Little Dove?”
My heart nearly falls out of my ass. I haven’t spoken to him in days, and he texts me now.
Me: Dancing
I hit send and I see Elena texting on her phone. She looks up at me, “Kade wrote me.”
“I got a message too.”
“I know we both came here to see if we could see them, but the drinks got me pissed off. They think they can just ignore us for days and write us now?” She huffs.
The door swings open and it’s our turn. We run inside and lock the door.
“Wyatts my stalker,” I blurt out and her mouth hangs open.
“I’m sorry, what?”
“Wyatt, Kade's friend, he was the one stalking me.” Her eyes go wide.
“H… He… Alex,” I nod and bite my lip.
“That’s kind of hot, but what the fuck Blair? How long have you known?”
“Not long, I’ve been wanting to tell you, but I didn’t know how you would react. He met my mom.” She smacks my arm.
“And?” I can tell she’s pissed off but also intrigued .
“She loved him. He was the perfect gentleman, except for the fact he stuck vibrating cooling panties to me and forced me to come in front of my mom because I was being rude to him.” I walk into the stall to pee.
“Holy fuck. I knew something was up with you two when I saw him pull you on his lap,” she says, then she starts laughing.
“It’s not funny,” I mumble.
“Kade tied me to the bed and gave me the best orgasm I ever had.”
I walk to the sink, “He… bitch he made me come faster than a fat bitch in a buffet.” We look at each other and then burst out laughing.
“We are fucked up.” Shaking my head we agree.
“Look, we know they are ok. We could go back to my house and order pizza and put on a movie.”
“Yeah, let's do that. Is my room ready yet?”
“Finished yesterday.” She grins widely at me and wiggles her brows.
“Ok, let's go.”
Our phones ding, almost at the same time, I sigh and pull it out.
Wyatt: Is there a reason you are not in the VIP section?
Me: I did not want to go, so therefore I didn’t.
Wyatt: I wasn’t aware that I gave you the option to say no.
I decide not to reply, I just want to go home.
Elena looks up at me and pockets her phone. “Ready?”
I open the door and we make our way out to the floor. Right when we round the corner, I run into something hard and we stumble back, “Shit, I’m so sor-”
I look up to see a pair of blue eyes staring down at me. Elena grips my hand, pulling back and whispers, “I uhm, I may have told him we were going home to fuck some hot guys.”
“You what?” I want to strangle her.
“Wyatt, I..”
He grabs my arm and I look back at Elena who is now backing away from a pissed off-looking Kade. She puts her hands out to stop him from pursuing her, “I was kidding.” He leans in and then Wyatt pulls me around the corner.
My back is pushed up against the wall and he cages me in with his arms. His body is pushed against mine. He looks pissed and my heart is racing. “Before you get mad,” he snarls.
“I was going home alone,” I rush out when he leans down into my face.
“You think because I haven’t spoken to you in a week, that means you can go out and do whatever the hell you want?” I try to swallow the lump in my throat.
“Wyatt, I wasn’t-”
“You are mine,” he snarls.
He grips my chin and forces my head up, “When you come to my club, and you ignore direct orders from my men, how do you think that makes me look?” He tilts his head, and his gorgeous eyes hold mine.
“I’m sorry,” I whisper.
“I just didn’t want to go in there.” I bite the inside of my lip.
“You don’t get the choice.” He leans in and kisses me.
My heart stops and time stands still. He presses his body into mine and his hand grabs the back of my neck, deepening the kiss. He pulls back and grips my chin.
“I missed you,” he whispers into my ear.
“You ignored me.” He sighs.
“I didn’t ignore you, I had business to deal with. I’m here now.” He rubs my cheek with his thumb .
“I wasn’t going home with anyone other than Elena. She was just mad.”
“Don’t ever joke about someone else having what’s mine.” I sniffle.
“When you come here, you go to the damn VIP section. Do I make myself clear?” I almost have half a mind to tell him to fuck off. But I know better than to poke the bear. I’m normally not this hard-headed.
“Yes, I understand.” He flashes that beautiful smile at me that makes me weak.
“Good girl.” he leans down and pecks my lips.
He grabs my hand, and we make our way toward the door. “Wait, Elena.” Looking back- he chuckles.
“She’s in the car,” I still look around just in case.
Walking outside, I hear her yelling at Kade. I look up, spot the car, and walk towards it. “I wouldn’t,” he warns.
“Why?” I ask, and then I see Elena storm out of the car.
She looks at me and starts to walk my way when Kade gets out of the car with an amused look on his face. She whips around and before she can say anything he picks her up and throws her over his shoulder. “Put me down Kade, you asshat!” She kicks her legs but he doesn’t seem phased.
Kade walks to us, “Elena is coming home with me tonight.” He looks right at me.
“But,” he raises his brow at me.
“I am not going home with you!” She screams and hits his back.
He doesn’t even seem bothered that she is punching the fuck out of him. His green eyes stare at me waiting for me to finish.
“We had plans,” I square my shoulders and Wyatt laughs.
“Not anymore. She’ll see you tomorrow.” Before I can argue, Wyatt is pulling me away .
“She is safe with him; he would never let anything happen to her. He won’t hurt her, even if he wants to,” he tells me.
“Why would he want to?” I can’t help myself from asking.
He laughs, “If you ever told me, you were with your friend and both of you were bringing home a hot guy to fuck and then send me the kissy face emoji- I too would be just as he is.”
I can’t say anything, because he is right. He would carry me right the hell out of the club not, giving a damn about how I felt.
“They barely know each other, Wyatt.” He turns and raises a brow at me.
“When someone like us finds someone worth our time, it doesn’t really matter how much they know each other. We always get what we want.”
“That’s insane,” my breathing picks up and he laughs.
When we got to the car my phone dings.
Kade: He took my phone, said I wasn’t allowed to have it back since I text lies. But I’m ok. Told me to text you so you knew I wasn’t dead. Love you B.
I saved his number in my phone the night he introduced himself as my boss. While I’m relieved that Elena is actually okay, I instinctively scoot as far away as I can. I’m still annoyed that he ignored me for a week and then showed up acting all possessive with his ‘I own you, you’re mine’ attitude. It’s infuriating, yet I can’t deny the way my body reacts to the thought of him wanting me.
He pulls off and the rain begins to fall from the cloudy sky above. Thunder booms and lightning light up my surroundings. He tries to grab my hand but I move away and he sighs.
"What is it? "
"Blair," he repeats, sounding more annoyed with my silence.
The car came to an abrupt stop, and I nearly hit my head on the window. I hear the door slam shut, and panic rises within me. Why do I always put myself in these situations? My door swings open, and he unbuckles my seatbelt, pulling me out.
“Wyatt!” I yelp.
He picks me up and I look around to see we are in the middle of fucking nowhere. The rain is cold and soaks us instantly. “Wyatt put me down!” He doesn’t say anything this time.
He throws me onto the hood of his car, leaning over me with a menacing intensity. "Since you don't want to speak when I ask you a question, you don't get to speak at all," he growls. I press my hands against his chest, trying to resist whatever it is he plans to do next.
“I’m-” he shoves something into my mouth and then buckles it around my head.
I reach up and feel a ball in my mouth and growl. I narrow my eyes at him and reach behind my head to unbuckle it. He grabs my wrists and turns me over, pinning my hands behind my back.
"You can be stubborn and pretend you're not happy I'm here with you right now. You can even be upset that I didn't speak to you for a week. But what you won't do is ignore me when I'm talking to you," he demands, his voice a deep, husky growl that sends shivers down my spine.
My heart flutters, and my cheeks heat up despite the cold rain. "Did you think about me when you showered this morning?" he murmurs, moving my hair aside and trailing his lips down my neck .
“Remember how I teased you with the shower head and had you begging me to let you come?” he kisses right below my ear.
He takes his free hand and softly trails my back, down to my ass. “The way your legs would shake right before you come.” His lips brush my shoulder.
I whimper and I feel him smile against my skin. “You see Little Dove, you can pretend all you want that you didn’t miss me, crave me to touch you. But we both know the truth.” He flips me around and he lets go of my hands.
I slap him before I can even think about what I am doing. He takes a deep breath and then turns his heated gaze towards me. “Feel better?” You can see my breath from the coldness of the weather.
I slowly nod, my nostrils flaring with the anger surging through me. He laughs, a low, satisfied sound. "Good," he says, picking me up. I expect him to take me to the car, but instead, he turns left and heads into the woods.
I start thrashing and he grips me tighter. He walks so far into the woods that I can’t see the headlights anymore. Then he stops and sets me on the ground.
His fingers grip my chin and force me to look at him, “I’m going to let you run, Little Dove. Run far, run fast. Because when I catch you, I’m going to fuck you.” I stop breathing.
“When I catch you, if you have taken this off your pretty little mouth, I will shove something else in it. And you will not like what it is. Do you understand?” I’m shocked.
Did he just say he was going to fuck me?
“I’m going to show you who you belong to and why. I’ll even give you a head start.” I look him over and he’s in black sweatpants and a black shirt and jacket .
He’s not in a suit and as much as I like him all dressed up, I like him like this too. Stop thinking about that! He wants to play a game, let's play motherfucker.
I narrow my eyes, resigned to my predicament. Fine, we'll play your game. He leans in, tracing my cheek with his thumb, wiping away a tear I didn't realize had fallen. "I love it when you cry for me," he murmurs before kissing my cheek.
A smile tugs at his lips as he straightens up. "Run."