Chapter 30 Andie
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Andie
Ikissed.
I cursed.
I called him daddy.
I was tied and blindfolded.
I had a man’s spit flowing down my legs.
I passed out while being fucked on my hands and knees by my older brother’s best friend. Exactly like he promised.
Yes, I cursed again.
I hardly recognize myself, and I love every second of it. My body heats at all the depraved things we did last night. I had no idea I’d be into all this kinky stuff. But being able to let myself completely lose control and surrender to him is freeing.
I’m always in control, managing school, not letting myself get sidetracked, never letting myself have fun without something always nagging at the back of my mind.
But last night with Noah showed me just how much I crave being able to let go and surrender myself to the sensations taking over me, surrender myself to him.
That’s all I can think about when I push open the door to the cafe near Kaeli’s workplace. Not forgetting the fact that Noah works there too.
As I’m about to step in, the back of my neck pricks with awareness and I catch a reflection in the glass wall. My brows pinch together in concentration when I try to figure out if they’re looking at me.
I twist my upper body back and find the man walking away as he talks on his phone, mixing in the crowd.
I must’ve imagined it.
I enter the cafe, forgetting about it. Velvet Whisk has been garnering the locals’ attention. And with the way I devour each of their baked goods and coffee, I’m not surprised. Leaving the June sunshine behind me, I scan the pastel walls and patrons sitting around to find my girls.
Kaeli and Aurelia are already seated at a round table, waiting with an order for me. I walk over to them with a smile, elated to see them.
They look up when I pull the chair, and sit down, heaving a sigh because the heat is getting to me, especially when I walked halfway here.
“Hey!!!” Aurelia squeals at my arrival, her fingers dancing as she stretches her hands in front of her.
Though the boss babe, Kaeli, gives a more dignified and composed greeting. Her lips hike up. “Hey, Andie.”
“Hi, you guys!” I reply, grabbing the cold coffee and sipping at it. A sigh leaves my lips at the instant relief. I’m instantly reminded of this morning when Noah gave me a glass of milk when I burned my throat. Then proceeded to devour me exactly like I want to devour the pastry in front of me.
The least he could do, really. After all, it was his fault for looking all sexy and manly first thing in the morning.
“What’s that creepy smile on your face?” Aurelia’s eyes narrow with an accusatory glint.
I blink multiple times, waving away the image of Noah, and look at her. I didn’t realize I was smiling. Clearing my throat, I try to evade her question. “No reason. Just some joke I remembered.”
Cherry on a pancake, I can’t even lie to save my life.
Aurelia’s eyes widen, a realization dawning on her face. Her mouth flaps like a fish before she shouts in the middle of the busy cafe. “YOU HAD SEX!!” she exclaims, pointing her finger at me as she basically shoots out of her chair, and my coffee is spraying on the table in front of me.
The megaphone voice of this woman has the people around us looking at us like we’re the second coming of the devil.
My eyes flare in panic as I lean forward and cover her mouth with my palm, apologizing to anyone who looks at us with my eyes and an embarrassed smile.
Aurelia continues to mumble beneath my palm, not once caring about the consequences.
I continue to cover her mouth, my other hand grabbing the back of her head to get a better hold. Her eyes gleam with mischief as she slaps my hand to let her go.
“Promise me you’ll speak at a normal decibel?” I give her a pointed look.
She nods her head like she’s on drugs. Luckily, I know it’s her default setting. Aurelia is a free spirit. As evident from her words earlier, her brain and mouth have no goddamn filter.
I love that about her. Life’s too short to care about others. I’m glad most things don’t get to her. But I do hate her for her perceptive eyes and blunt tongue right about now.
Reluctantly, I let her go and slump back in my chair. Pulling a couple of tissues, I dab at the coffee I spilt earlier.
“So who’s the lucky guy?” she asks, wiggling her eyebrows at me, as she leans forward, her chin resting on her palm.
My eyes dart to Kaeli, hoping she’ll have my back. But the traitor stabs me too as she shrugs her shoulder with a knowing smirk on her lips, lazily sipping on her coffee, her leg resting over the other.
“No one!” I lie. “I did not have…sex,” I whisper-hiss between my teeth, hoping she’ll drop it. I want to tell them about Noah.
Keeping us a secret has been eating at me for a long time. And if I could, I would. Noah and I promised we won’t tell anyone about us.
My eyes flicker to Kaeli. I especially can’t say anything because if I tell Kaeli, either Ezra would find out or she’ll have to lie to him for me. I don’t ever wanna put her in a tough spot with my brother.
It would be selfish of me to tell her just so I can get it off my chest.
Aurelia emits a loud, overdramatic gasp, her hand covering her mouth. Confused, I look at Kaeli, and even she wears a bewildered expression.
“What? What is it?” Self-conscious, I pat myself down, scanning my body and clothes if something’s amiss. “Do I have something on my face?” I touch my cheeks.
“You…you said sex!” Aurelia points her finger at me, like she’s seeing me for the first time.
“Never thought I’d see the day,” Kaeli adds, equal parts surprised and proud.
That’s when I realize my mistake. I’ve never cursed in front of them. Aurelia did hear me curse back in college a few times. But from the moment I decided I wanted to switch careers and become a teacher, not a lawyer, I’ve worked hard on myself not to let curse words or explicit words slip.
“Who are you? And what did you do with our friend?” Aurelia sits stunned in her chair, staring at me with wide eyes.
I roll my eyes at my best friend. “Stop being weird,” I say, taking a sip of my coffee.
“I’m the weird one?” she scoffs, her hand pressing against her chest. Her head whips to Kaeli. “Tell me I’m not the only one experiencing this new side of Andie.”
“You’re certainly not,” Kaeli murmurs, her eyes boring into mine as she tries to get a read on me, her head tilted to the side. “But whatever it is you’re doing, keep doing it. This,” she waves her hand at me, “suits you.”
My brother’s best friend. That’s who I’m doing.
Though I hardly think Ezra would appreciate it the way she is. Regardless, I plan to keep doing him.
Aurelia nods her head, agreeing with Kaeli. “That’s true. You look nice. Happy and confident,” she sighs, a smile on her face for me.
The kindness in her tone still makes me wonder what she sees in that boyfriend of hers. Jackson wouldn’t understand a good thing if it bit him in his backside. And Aurelia’s is the best thing that has happened to him.
I can’t say the same for Aurelia, though. She’s a badass lawyer and a free spirit, but that seems to get lost whenever he’s in the room. She becomes a version of herself I don’t recognize. And I hate it.
What I despise even more is that she lives in New York with her boyfriend.
They’ve been dating for a couple of years now, and she didn’t stay in Boston as she planned.
When she met him, she decided to follow him to New York, saying she could practice law anywhere, but Jackson couldn’t play for the Falcons if he lived somewhere else.
Logically, I get her point. And I might’ve hated it less if she blossomed in her relationship. It’s not that I haven’t tried to bring it up, but she has defensively shut me down every time.
Since she’ll go back tomorrow, I try not to think of morbid thoughts and enjoy her company while she’s here.
“Enough about me? How are you? Any interesting case you’re working on these days?” I ask her.
Even though she isn’t fully convinced I’m not hiding anything, she digresses. For the next hour, we chatter about anything and everything. I tell them about how the prep for my year-end event is going.
Kaeli tells us about a new segment they’re working on, in which they film interviews with players and some dogs from an animal shelter. That will help increase awareness and hopefully find them new, loving homes.
That reminds me of Millie, and I almost shared about her before I bit my tongue. Telling about her means I’d have to tell them about Noah.
“How are things with Jackson?” Kaeli asks, unaware of how Aurelia’s smile slips for a second. “And how the hell are you wearing a long-sleeved dress in this weather, babe?” She fans herself as Aurelia hides her hands under the table and pulls at the sleeves.
I notice all of it.
Thankfully, before Kaeli can ask something else, her phone rings. She rummages through her purse for it, and the smile that blooms on her face is enough to tell me that Ezra called her.
“I’ll take this and be back in a second.” She stands up and excuses herself, already answering the phone.
Aurelia’s still lost in her thoughts, her eyes shadowed with sadness. So, to distract her from it, knowing she won’t tell me whatever it is that’s eating at her, I blurt, “It’s Noah.”
“What?” she blinks at me, her brows furrowed, momentarily forgetting about her woes.
“I had sex with Noah,” I lean forward and whisper, scared someone might pop up from behind me and spill the secret to the world.
Her eyes widen comically as she looks behind me, probably for Kaeli, and leans into me. “Noah, as in the hot goalie for the Boston Bandits?” I nod, biting my lower lip. “Noah, as in Noah Miller, your brother’s best friend?” she screams the last words before remembering what we’re talking about.
“Yes, the very same!” I bite the inside of my cheek.
A wide grin spreads across her lips as she squeals in happiness. “That is so amazing, Andie! Wait a minute. He made you come, right?” Her eyes narrow. The speed with which her expressions change would probably scare a vampire.
Heat spreads through my body like wildfire at her question, memories of all the times he has made me come flashing in front of my eyes. “Multiple times.”
“Damn!” She slaps the table. “It’s always the silent and broody ones. So, how was it? How big is he?” she wiggles her eyebrows at me as if she didn’t just ask me what she did.
My eyes widen in horror as I look around me, wondering if someone heard her. “MnM’s on a birthday cake, Aurelia! Are you out of your mind? I’m not dignifying that extremely intrusive question with an answer!” The voice of my pitch higher than it ever has been.
My flushed cheeks are answer enough for her, and her mischievous smile turns sincere. She grabs my hand on the table and squeezes it. “He makes you happy?”
“We haven’t labelled it or anything. I don’t know what we are…” I ramble, getting flustered when I think about the future, my gaze straying from hers.
She squeezes my hand again, making me look at her. “But he makes you happy, yes?” she asks again.
“He does,” I say with the happiness and contentment I feel deep inside.
Her grin widens. “Then that’s all that matters.”
My shoulders drop at her support. Twirling a strand of my hair, I voice my worries. “You can’t tell Kaeli. Not yet anyway. Ezra is bound to go nuclear on Noah once he finds out about us. And I don’t want Kaeli to be sandwiched in between us.”
Understanding dawns on her face as she agrees. “I won’t.” In Aurelia-fashion, she diverts the topic, whispering conspirationally. “Tell me, is he kinky?” My grin widens at her question.
Oh, you’ve no idea.