Chapter 9
CHAPTER NINE
“Liv.” Gabby’s voice echoed throughout the restroom. “Are you in here?”
I froze at the sound of her voice, and I could see that Xander was trying not to laugh as his hand covered my mouth.
“Liv? Are you in here?” Gabby said again. “Speak up if you’re in here. We can’t find you, Alice, Xander, or Scott, and Mom and Dad want to pay the bill and leave now.”
I glanced up at Xander, my face burning a bright red, and I could feel myself sliding down his body, until his hands slipped to my ass and he pulled me back up so that, once again, I was nestled firmly against his body, his cock nestled in between my legs.
“Liv? Alice?” Gabby said again, sounding annoyed.
I bit my lower lip in shame and listened to her as she exited the restroom.
“I’m a horrible sister,” I groaned and then cried out as Xander ignored my comment and instead entered me again swiftly.
“No, you’re not.” He grinned, his fingers squeezing my butt cheeks as he moved in and out of me.
I tightened my grip around his waist and bit down on his shoulder to stop myself from crying out in ecstasy.
I know you’re wondering what happened at breakfast that would have me fucking Xander again—and in the restaurant restroom, of all places.
First off, you have to know that I wasn’t the sort of girl who stole other girls’ boyfriends.
Not in high school, not in college. Not ever.
I was never the girl to go after another woman’s man.
I just didn’t do that, but you have to understand that these were extenuating circumstances.
Xander wasn’t really Gabby’s man, and, well, he’d just made it too damn hard to say no to. Way too hard.
I hadn’t left the house, expecting to have sex with Xander again. That was not part of the plan. Not at all. I was planning on ignoring him, but that had all gone downhill as soon as we got into the SUV to go to the restaurant two hours ago.
“I’m so happy everyone came home to hear my good news.
” Gabby grinned from the passenger seat of my father’s Lincoln Navigator.
“You guys rock.” She looked at me and then Alice.
“I can’t believe that even people who weren’t invited showed up.
” She gave Alice another derogatory look and then turned back to Aiden, who was driving the car.
“Why didn’t you ride with Mom, Dad, and Chett?” I asked Gabby, annoyed by her already—and we’d only been in the car for five minutes.
“Because I wanted to drive with my fiancé and his brother,” she said as she smiled at Xander lovingly. “And I wanted to be in the Lincoln. It seats eight, and I wanted the largest amount of people to enjoy my company while we celebrate this weekend.”
“Yay us,” Alice said and looked at me with a grin.
“Grow up.” Gabby rolled her eyes. “You two are college graduates now; you’re both twenty-two. Stop acting like you’re twelve.”
“Don’t talk to Alice like that,” I snapped at Gabby.
“Yeah, give it a break.” Scott spoke up from the back seat. “No one wants to hear you lecturing all day,” he continued.
“Scott”—Aiden stopped at the traffic light and looked into the back—“this is Gabby’s big weekend. Have some respect.”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah. No one died and made you John-boy Walton, Aiden,” Scott retorted.
Alice and I laughed at his comments. Aiden looked at Alice for a second then, and her face went red as her laughter died.
“See what you’ve done.” I turned around and looked at Xander, who was sitting in the last row with a smirk on his face.
Henry was sitting next to him and looked slightly uncomfortable.
“Liv,” Gabby snapped, “do not talk to my fiancé that way.”
“Am I lying?”
“That’s why you’re still single and you can’t get a man,” Gabby snapped again, her eyes flaring at me. “You do not know how to treat a man.”
“And you do?” My jaw dropped at her rudeness.
“I’m the one who’s engaged.” She flashed her ring, and I turned away, wanting so desperately to shout that I was the one who had fucked him the previous weekend.
“Girls.” Aiden spoke up again. “That’s enough, Gabby.”
“What? Liv is the one—”
“You’re being rude to Liv and to Alice. Just stop it.”
The car was silent then. I didn’t think any of us could believe that Aiden had spoken like that to Gabby. He never told her off. The only two he seemed to ride were Scott and me. Even Chett didn’t get chastised much.
I turned around and looked at Xander again, but stopped myself from glaring at him because Henry was there. We were all more than ready to arrive at the restaurant, and Alice and I jumped out of the SUV quickly and walked toward the entrance.
“Who knew that Aiden would stick up for me?” She grinned, and I tried not to roll my eyes.
“So, we still sharing those pancakes?” Henry ran up to join us.
“Sounds like a plan to me.” I nodded and smiled. “Just remember—”
“No bacon, I know.” He completed my sentence for me.
“Hmm, I don’t believe we’ve been formally introduced.” Alice held her hand out. “I’m Alice, Liv’s best friend and number one supporter.”
“Hi, Alice.” He shook her hand. “I’m Xander’s younger brother, Henry, and general underling.”
“Nice to meet you, underling.” Alice grinned.
“Nice to meet you, number one supporter.” He grinned back at her.
“Alice, I was hoping to speak to you.” Aiden was suddenly by her side, and I saw her looking over at him in glee.
“So, just why did you come this weekend?” I asked Henry as we walked into the restaurant to join my parents and Chett. I could hear Gabby and Xander talking behind us.
“Xander asked me to come.” Henry lowered his voice. “To be honest, I’d never heard of Gabby before this weekend.” He looked behind us for a quick second. “And she’s not the sort of girl I expected him to settle down with. I mean, I never thought he would get married, period.” He laughed.
“Oh? Why’s that?”
“My brother, Xander, is a playboy. A confirmed bachelor, so to speak. He always said he never had any intentions to get married or have kids.”
“Really?” I wanted so badly to turn around and ask Xander why he was marrying Gabby. “So, why do you think he’s marrying Gabby?”
“My mom said that Xander would marry when he fell in love.” He grinned. “She always said she didn’t give birth to robots, and the day would come when a woman claimed his heart, and he’d never be the same again. I guess that day came.”
“Oh, wow. So, you think he really loves her then?”
“What do I know?” Henry shrugged and looked away.
“What? What aren’t you telling me?”
“I don’t want to be rude.” Henry made a face. “But I just didn’t think someone like Gabby would ever be his type. I know she’s your sister and all, but she’s just so …” His voice trailed off, and I laughed.
“She’s a bitch.”
“I didn’t want to say that.”
“It’s fine.” I laughed and hooked my arm through his, genuinely happy he was here this weekend. We walked over to the table, and my parents stood up while Chett chatted away with someone on the phone. “We all call her that,” I whispered in his ear before we sat down.
“Really?” He looked at me in surprise.
“And by all, I mean Alice and me.” I grinned as he laughed.
“What are you two laughing at?” Xander approached us with a frown.
“None of your business,” I said smartly and then winked at Henry, who laughed again.
“Hmph.” Xander’s throat made a noise, but he didn’t say anything.
“I’ll sit next to you.” Henry sat in the chair next to me, and I smiled happily.
“I guess I’ll take the other seat,” Xander said and plopped down next to me on the other side.
“But Alice was going to sit there.”
“Well, she’s not, is she?” He raised an eyebrow at me.
“Whatever.” I looked past him, up at Gabby, who was staring at us with daggers in her eyes. “I thought you’d want to sit with your fiancée. There isn’t a chair to your right,” I said stiffly.
“Well, you thought wrong, didn’t you?”
“So, did you sleep well?” I turned back to Henry and decided to ignore Xander.
I wasn’t going to let him rile me up at breakfast in front of everyone. I knew my parents would not be happy if they heard me calling him names.
“Yes, pretty good, thanks.” Henry nodded back. “What about you?”
“Yeah, I felt … argh.” I jumped as I felt a hand on my leg.
I looked over at Xander, but he was busy talking to my father across the table. I reached under the table and grabbed his hand and tried to remove it from my thigh, but it wasn’t budging; if anything, it was moving higher up on my thigh.
Why, oh why, had I let Alice talk me into wearing a skirt this morning?
“Stop it,” I hissed at Xander, but he didn’t pay any attention to me.
“You okay, Liv?” Henry asked.
I nodded. How could I tell him that his brother’s fingers were running up and down the inside of my leg and I was starting to feel turned on?
“Yeah, so I heard you’re single?” I said and then realized everyone was looking at me, as the table had gone quiet.
“Way to be obvious, Liv.” Gabby shook her head at me.
“Obvious about what?” I looked at her with my best death glare.
“That you’re interested.” She shook her head. “Mom and Dad really should have sent you to deportment classes; maybe then you’d have some class.”
“You’re talking to me about class?” I laughed and looked at Alice. “You, the girl who used to sneak out to meet Tommy, the guy from the car wash, on Friday nights so you could have sex in the back of rich people’s cars?”
“Liv,” my mother admonished as her face went red, “that’s enough.”
“She started it,” I protested.
“Liv”—Aiden gave me a look—“enough.”
“Yes, Dad.” I rolled my eyes at him. “Oh, wait, my dad is sitting next to Mom. So, who then are you, sir?” I asked, my voice rising as Xander’s fingers ran all the way up my leg and settled at the top of my thigh and inched their way inward.