Chapter 9
NINE
Rhett
I should have contacted him, but truth was, seeing Shane again, talking to him again, actually scared the shit out of me.
I wasn’t sure how he would react after our night together.
I had been rough. Rougher than I ever intended.
I couldn’t control myself when it came to him and the fact that he took it like a fucking champ, sparked this need inside of me.
I craved more from him, not just a random fuck at times.
I wanted it all. But I had kinks, desires, and if I found out that Shane was only putting on a show and not actually into it like I thought he was, I wasn’t sure how I would react.
When Shane went to grab the beer we ordered, I tried my best to focus on what my friends were saying but couldn’t.
My eyes flicked back to the bar every so often as my new obsession poured our drinks.
He lifted his head, his gaze locking with mine.
He licked his lips, his brows narrowing in the center.
My dick stirred. Fucking hell.
“So...this is new.”
I looked back at my friends, unsure as to which spoke. But both Manny and Kyle were staring at me like I had two heads.
“What do you mean?” But I knew what they meant.
We had been friends for years. It also helped that Manny’s sons were best friends with mine and were part owners of Coffee Beans & Love.
Kyle and Manny grew up together, so they were a package deal.
I ended up becoming friends with both of them and three of us were hardly ever seen apart.
“You’re sleeping with a guy your son used to fuck,” Manny pointed out, sitting back in his chair and crossing his arms under his chest. “How does that feel?”
Kyle chuckled, watching the exchange between us.
My jaw clenched, a sour taste filling my mouth that Brady had Shane first. Fucking hell, I was jealous of my damn kid.
“It feels...it’s weird.” Figured there was no point trying to hide it. These two knew me too well, so it wasn’t like I could deny my attraction for Shane. I couldn’t keep a secret from them even if I wanted to.
“Brady’s happy though,” Kyle pointed out. “So really, his thing with Shane is over and has been for a long time. It means you have a chance.”
“I feel like we’re gossiping,” I mumbled.
“Nope. Not gossiping.” Manny sat forward just as beers were placed on the table between us.
My body reacted before my mind could catch up. Sweaty palms, racing heartbeat, hardening dick...this guy was my undoing.
“Thank you,” I muttered, not bothering to look up because I didn’t have to. I knew it was Shane standing at our table, ready to take another order. Manny and Kyle ordered some food, but I was lost in my own thoughts. I wasn’t hungry. Not for food.
“Can we talk?” a low voice whispered in my ear.
Jumping up from the table, I left my friends sitting there, probably wondering what the hell was going on with me, and trudged to the hall that led to the bathrooms.
Shane walked past me and stopped at a door that had a sign with Employees Only on it. He pushed it open and went into the room.
“Take your breaks outside,” he told whoever was in the room. That single command did something funny to me. While he had never been dominant with me, seeing him in this role was hot as hell. It made me wonder what he would be like in a controlling position with me submitting my every whim to him.
When a few people left the room, they grumbled about how they had to take their breaks elsewhere.
I would have laughed if I cared but right now, I needed to know what Shane wanted.
Joining him in the room, I closed the door behind me and waited.
“Why haven’t you reached out to me?” he asked, leaning against the counter on the other side of the room. I had never been in there before, but it was your typical break room. There was a table in the middle of the room with chairs surrounding it. And a kitchenette at the far end.
“You make me nervous,” I blurted. My eyes widened, not expecting that to leave my lips.
“I make you nervous?” Shane laughed, running a hand through his hair. “Have you looked in the mirror lately? Do you remember what happened the other night? What we did? And I make you nervous.” His laugh deepened.
“I’ve never been attracted to someone like I am to you,” I continued, ignoring his comments.
“It doesn’t matter that you used to fuck my son.
Yes, that part is weird. But as long as it doesn’t continue to happen while you and I are fucking, I’m good.
I also don’t think Cam is willing to share anyway.
” I shook my head, going off on a tangent.
“Listen.” I pushed away from the door and took a step toward him.
Shane stiffened, gripping the counter behind him.
“Do I want a relationship? Hell if I fucking know. But I know that I want to continue fucking you.” I took another step closer, suddenly needing his hands on me. “We’ve had one night together, and it only made this...damn need for you worse.”
Shane’s cheeks reddened.
“The way you submitted to me.” I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath. “It.” I opened my eyes, finding Shane now standing a foot away from me. “Was fucking delicious.”
He closed that final space between us, grabbed my shirt, and pulled me against him. Our mouths crashed, our hands roamed and if we were somewhere else, anywhere else, I would have bent him over the nearest hard surface.
“I don’t know what I want out of this,” Shane whispered against my lips. He took a step away from me, a cold draft suddenly rushing over me. “But I don’t want this to end.”
“Good because—” The sound of the door creaking open behind me stopped me from saying how I really felt.
When I turned around, I was thankful I didn’t finish my sentence because it wasn’t just any person standing in the doorway.
It was my son.