Chapter 6
Chapter Six
Jade
“ A nton, no! I need to get home.” I shake my head as he pulls my hand harder.
“Jade, no one is going to recognize you in that.” He waves at my cutoff shorts and shirt.
“Jeez, thanks,” I mumble as I reluctantly let him pull me through the doorway to an old abandoned warehouse where his boyfriend is DJing an underground rave tonight.
I’ve been avoiding home all day.
My phone is off and in my back pocket, so I don’t have to see his name flash on the screen every ten minutes. Anton showed me everything Ciarán would need to tell me. Besides I don’t want to be found.
I need to enjoy the last few hours of being anonymous I have.
“A few drinks and you’ll forget all about today’s problems. I promise, now come on!” Anton drags me down a dark corridor, and before I know it, the floor starts to vibrate from the music.
“Wow,” I cover my mouth when the corridor opens up to a bridge made of all glass.
The lights from the dance floor shine brightly as I look down between my feet at thousands of dancing bodies. It’s a perfect three-hundred-degree view of the Rave pulsing around us.
“Isn’t it awesome? Now come on. The music is calling us!” Anton takes my hand and I don’t resist.
We find Carlos backstage, and I stand back while he and Anton kiss like no one is watching. I sigh at how free and loving they both are.
“Babe!” Carlos calls over the music and grabs me in a tight hug.
He plants a kiss on my lips making me giggle.
“How are you,” I ask as I watch Carlos’s happy face morph into fear.
I’m about to ask what is going on but I’m pulled off my feet and thrown into a set of arms as I watch Ciarán punch Carlos and knock him out cold.
I scream and struggle to get between them but the bands of steel around my waist don’t give.
“I’m sorry miss. You need to stay with me.” Fucking Phillip.
“Stop him!” I call over my shoulder as the place erupts into a brawl the size of a WWE match.
Tables flip, chairs fly past and the music gets cut off.
I heard someone on a mic making apologies to the crowd who is booing at the news that Carlos won’t be able to perform because he’s still fucking unconscious on the floor with Anton crying over him.
“CIARáN!” I scream as he argues with security.
“Miss Kilroy, I have instructions to take you back to the car. I’m sorry.” I’m lifted off my feet and carried out the way I came.
Phillip puts me in the back of a limo and then stands guard until my stepbrother appears minutes later. I’m fuming at his intrusion into my life.
“Is Carlos alright?” I ask as soon as the door opens.
“Worried for your boyfriend?” I slap him as hard as I can.
“You piece of shit! He’s Anton’s boyfriend, not mine! They are gay.” I slide to the opposite side of the limo and turn away from him .
“Jade,” I shake my head and hide my crying face behind my knees as I curl myself into a ball on the seat.
“Shit.” He whispers as he knocks on the window dividers signaling the driver to move.
I sniffle and close my eyes.
How did my life get so messy in such a short amount of time? Warm arms engulf me and pull me into his lap. He kisses the top of my head but doesn’t say another word.
It’s the smartest thing he’s done today.
Ciarán
She cries herself to sleep in my arms.
I’m a selfish prick for feeling some type of satisfaction that she felt safe enough in my arms to do that. When the car pulls up at the house, I slowly rearrange her so that I don’t wake her getting out of the limo.
A few minutes later, I’m laying her down in my bed, and she promptly curls back into a ball. I notice with pride how she buries her nose in my pillow, though.
Maybe she’s not asleep at all.
“Jade?” I tested my theory, and sure enough, she stiffened before trying to fake it again.
Fine, we’ll play this your way lass.
I turn and start taking off my clothes. I’ve got my jacket and tie off, working on the buttons of my shirt when her voice finally reaches my ears.
“This isn’t my room.” I don’t bother answering her since I’m sure it’s rhetorical.
Besides, I mean to make it hers if she wants it, that is.
“What are you doing?” I stop with my shirt half untucked from my pants .
“Undressing,” I turn to look at her as I finish pulling it out and dropping it to the floor.
“Why?” She sits up and brings he knees to her chest.
“I sleep naked.” Her eyes widen, and she scrambles off my bed.
“Ok then, goodnight.” She tries to rush past me, but I catch her around the waist and fling her back on the bed.
“Not so fast.” I point at her so she stays put.
“We need to talk.” I try to sound firm, but the adorable look on her face makes it hard.
She’s a deer in headlights as she stares open-mouthed at my abs.
“See something you like?” I slowly pull my belt out and wrap it in my hand to form a circle of leather.
“Um, no.” I roll my eyes as I place the belt in my drawer.
“This will be much more simpler if we don’t lie to one another.” I flip open my pants and unzip them while I step out of my shoes.
I hold the pants up so they don’t fall as I reach down to pull off my socks and enjoy the split second of disappointment that crosses her face before she hides it. My grin spreads across mine as I straighten and step to the edge of the bed.
“Come here, Jade,” I beacon her with my finger, but she shakes her head at me.
I tilt my head to the side and look her over. From her sandals, up her smooth legs, over the swell of her breast to her eyes. All I see is a beautiful, turned-on woman.
“I’m going to drop my pants. I don’t wear underwear, so if you want to stop what you’re about to see, you’ll have to do it yourself.” I raise an eyebrow in challenge.
“I’m a virgin, not a nun. I’ve seen plently of dicks Ciarán.” She rolls her eyes at me.
“One,” I whisper, letting my left hand fall away, which brings my adonis muscle into view.
She gulps, and her pupils dialate.
“Two,” I lower my right but hold the fabric tightly .
Now, she’s licking her lips as if imagining her tongue following the trail of hair that disappears behind my pants.
“Three.”