Chapter 56
KADENCE
Aweek later, Blaize still looked at me like she was pretending she didn’t care.
Was I playing a dangerous game? Probably.
Should I find someone else? Also, probably.
I knew exactly what I was doing, even if I was scared shitless.
I never got what I wanted growing up, but now, I planned on getting everything I wanted, even if I had to pull teeth to get it.
Annika and I were on the floor in the living room with a variety of popcorn and candy, watching a cheesy eighties horror movie on TV.
I’d seen this movie many times, but the cringe worthy acting and horrid special effects weren’t on my mind.
My attention kept shifting to a certain boss of mine.
I wanted to know her reaction, how she was managing after what happened in her office last week.
I wanted to be on her mind, but she was on mine. This was not how I wanted this to work.
Annika looked at me when I grabbed a handful of cheesy popcorn with a sigh. “You’ve sighed seven times in the last twenty minutes. What’s wrong?”
I groaned, hating how she could read me like a book. She knew something happened. Hell, everyone knew something happened with me and Blaize when she pulled me from the bar. I didn’t tell Annika, though. Lingering on that information wasn’t good for the soul, but I was also pissed off, too.
“Blaize took me to her office last week and fucked me against the wall,” I spilled out with a rushed breath.
She paused the movie and turned to face me. “Bitch, excuse me? And you didn’t tell me sooner?”
I covered my face with one of the sage green throw pillows and screamed into it before throwing it off my face. “I thought she would do something by now.”
“Wait so she slept with you at the club, said she didn’t want anything, but she fucked you in her office?”
“After she got pissed because I was flirting with Hunter. Given, I was flirting with Hunter to get a reaction, but if she doesn’t want me, then why am I forbidden from talking to someone else?”
“It seems like she wants you, but won’t admit it to herself. You’re thinking about it, huh?”
I scrunched my nose. “Yes. I’m…” It wasn’t love, at least not yet. Sex didn’t mean love, but there was an infatuation deep in my bones with her. “I think I’m falling for her, and I hate it.”
“Blaize is…she’s complicated.”
I scoffed. “Yeah, she’s definitely complicated. I also have shitty taste. I thought my luck was horrible with men, but I guess toxic women are my type, too.”
Annika grabbed my hand. “She’s not toxic in a bad way. She just doesn’t let people in. She experienced a loss, and she has a lot to deal with in town. You know she’s in charge of like a dozen or so territories on the west coast.”
“So she’s hot and controlling?”
“Basically. She likes control.”
I got that from our night together and how she wanted to control what I did. “You know, I’d like it if we were dating, but the controlling cunt attitude isn’t hot when I’m not even hers.” It was hot, but it also pissed me off.
“If you want her, see what happens. It’s fun seeing her get flustered when it comes to you. You know she has a love-hate relationship with brats, right?”
“Ohh, so I can keep doing exactly what I’m doing?”
“You’re gonna make her punish you, babe, but something tells me you’ll like it.”
Oh, I most definitely will like it.
The next night, I made it my goal to annoy Blaize. I loved the idea of her getting hot and bothered because of me. Maybe it made me a bitch, but I didn’t care. She didn’t want to talk like normal people, and instead got jealous. So now it was time to make her work.
I went to the bar where Jax was talking to Blaize.
I enjoyed being a brat because it ticked her off, but she wouldn’t do anything about it until she finally exploded.
How long could I go this time before she pinned me against the wall and fucked me again?
I shouldn’t want that. Toxic sex was hot, but fuck I wanted to be more than an angry fuck to her.
I leaned over the bar with a bright smile. “Hey, honey bun,” I purred to Jax, making sure my tits were on display for Blaize.
“Kadence, can I help you?” Blaze asked, irritated.
I shrugged. “I’m just seeing what Jax needs from me.”
“It looks like you’re interrupting,” she seethed. “You know what you need to do? Stop trying to interfere with my business.”
“Hey, I’m just trying to do my job.”
“Your job is to make drinks, not have your tits out in front of your boss.”
I smirked. “Are you sure about that? I think you liked my tits, if I remembered correctly.”
“Kadence, you need to stop. This is why I didn’t want to fuck you,” she hissed. “Accept the fact that I don’t want you. Stop trying to throw yourself at me like a needy whore.”
Well it didn’t sound hot that time. “You want me, Blaize, but you are too fucking stubborn to admit it!” I barked back, my voice quivering slightly. I hated how she made me emotional.
I felt my cheeks burn, but it was fine. Whatever.
It was my fault, though. I pushed and pushed, and now instead of the reaction I wanted, she was rejecting me out loud.
My ego was bruised, but I guess I could take no for an answer…
for now. Blaize wanted me, I know she did.
If she didn’t, she wouldn’t act like this.
Blaize was scared of her feelings for me, but it was time to move on and forget Blaize. She would cave eventually, but one day I wouldn’t be here waiting for her.
“Fine. Whatever you want, Blaize. I’m going to stop. You win. This is done. But when I find someone else, you can’t stop me.”
Fuck. I think getting stabbed hurt a lot less than the constant push and pull with this woman.
The last thing I wanted to give Blaize fucking Mathews was my tears.
I would cry when I got home, but here, she wouldn’t see me break.
A woman wouldn’t make me falter. And when she came crawling back, it would be my turn to deny her.