Lacey
5.
Iwake up to a loud, agitating noise. I recognize it a moment later as Monkey’s loud scream.
“Coffee! Coffee! Coffee!”
He whistles over the grinding of coffee beans, and I groan. That damn sound filling my head with sudden pain and horror.
“Good morning, sunshine. Time to wake up. It’s already past eleven and my shift starts in two hours,” my best friend shouts from the kitchen.
I let my head fall back into my pillows, closing my eyes. I definitely need Tylenol. My head is about to explode, even though I didn’t drink that much the night before. My brain is going to explode with all the drama that happened and I have to groan again.
“What the hell did I do last night?”
Briana comes right up to me, dressed in one of her oversized nightshirts, her vibrant, red hair in a messy bun on top of her head. Her pink parrot is on her shoulder, and she holds a steaming cup of coffee in her hands.
“Don’t tell me you don’t remember?” She frowns, looking down at me like a scolding mother.
I shake my head. “No, sadly I remember every detail. I wish someone would’ve drugged me yesterday around five p.m.”
“Drugs! Drugs! Drugs!” Monkey screams, and I’m about to throw a pillow at the damn bird.
“Who taught him that?”
Bri titters going back into the kitchen. She starts grinding another round of coffee beans, and I drag my ass out of bed to get some pain killers for my pounding head.
“I don’t know why you say sadly instead of you’re glad you remember that for the first time ever a guy has made you… well he didn’t make you come, but he almost did right?” She has to scream over the loud coffee grounder while her parrot repeats the word “come” in his loud bird screams.
I hold my head and wave my hand for her to tone down the voice. I can’t do both sounds right now. But still I feel tingles all over my body, thinking about Koa Maverick’s deep, smokey eyes, his soft lips and their feel over my body, as well as the words that came out of his mouth. A man has never treated me that way.
“No we never got to that part. Although I can’t say the same for you, Miss Quickie,” I mock her, picking up one of the cups of coffee and pouring a hefty amount of milk in it.
She shows me her tongue, wriggling her brows.
“You know I don’t do them twice, but I would make an exception for that man. He made me come on his cock in seconds. I would love to know what else he’s able to do to me.”
“Cock! Cock! Cock!”
“Monkey!” we both scold him in unison, and he flies away from the kitchen.
“You have to stop teaching him these words. If we ever have guests it’s gonna be wild.”
Briana chuckles as I take a sip of coffee before searching the cabinets for a remedy to cure my headache.
“Back to your night, I don’t know if I should be jealous or proud. Maybe a bit of both,” I tell her.
She opens a drawer and hands me a pack of ibuprofen, leaning against the counter next to me.
“I know, I’m a lucky girl, but what are we going to do about you?” she asks, taking on a more serious face.
I quickly take the pain killer before my brain explodes from thinking about Adrian.
“I have to break up with him today,” I reply, sitting my ass down on the couch and pulling up my feet under me.
“You should’ve done that yesterday. Just send him a quick text.”
I close my eyes, feeling guilty because I haven’t told Bri about the stupid thing I did yesterday evening.
“I’m meeting him at four at Giannies…”
Bri puts her cup down with a loud clack. “You’re doing what?”
“He texted and called a gazillion times. I texted him back yesterday evening, right after you crashed, and agreed to talk to him... but I swear Bri, I’m breaking up with him.”
“Oh for fucks sake, Lace, are you stupid? He will wrap you around his fingers again.”
“I know he’ll try, but I won’t let him. I promise. I meant what I said yesterday. I’m really done with his ass.”
Briana still looks furious.
“Prove it,” she states, sitting next to me on the couch.
I look at her confused. “I will call you immediately when we’re done. I can even come visit you at work after I’ve gotten rid of him.”
She takes on a twisted grin, and I know that can’t mean anything good.
“That’s not what I meant, girly…” she clarifies, hopping up from the couch to go get my purse and throwing a piece of paper into my face a second later. “Text the hot officer from last night.”
I groan, taking the paper and looking at his handwriting. Ugh, even that looks cute.
“Hell no, Briana. Did you forget what I told you about him last night?”
She looks at me with her big blue eyes. “Uh yeah. He almost made you come and then he wanted to protect you from Adrian, who he implied had a touchy problem with women for longer than just last night. So yes, I’m so team Officer Koa Maverick, it’s not even funny.”
“Briana, I haven’t even officially ended my relationship with Adrian. And even though Koa was protective, lying is a big red flag. So no, I want a nice, vanilla dude next time I find someone I want to be with.”
Bri laughs, putting her finger in her mouth making a gagging motion before moving her hands around like a flight attendant.
“Maverick has a huge cock. He tied you up, and don’t fucking tell me you didn’t love it, you’re as kinky as me. He looks so good and you will have the most beautiful children.”
I giggle, thinking about little boys with beautiful eyes and dark hair. And get straight the next second, my smile replaced with worry throwing out these wild thoughts. Crazy, girl.
“Bri, I’m not texting him. He probably didn’t mean that and he saw me in the dark yesterday. I bet you he wouldn’t want anything to do with me in broad daylight. I’m so out of his league.”
It would be ridiculous if I texted him.
“I know you’re half blind, but you’re gorgeous. He saw that yesterday and he will see that in daylight as well you fucking idiot.”
“Fucking!” the damn bird repeats from somewhere in the flat.
“Briana I really can’t. Not just because I think it would be crazy because he’s super hot and no matter what you say I know I’m not, he’s Adrian’s coworker. At least I think he is. He knows him somehow. Not even that it would be awkward, but I don’t want to be that girl.”
Briana lets out a frustrated sigh. “You’re too stubborn. Think about the way he felt you up yesterday. He almost got you pregnant just looking at you and he only ever had eyes for you. He told you you’re the most beautiful woman he’s ever seen, and you have to let him make you feel that way too. Adrian is a loser in more than one department, he can’t work his dick for shit and never made you come. Believe me when I tell you that this man can probably make you come more than twice in under five minutes.”
I think back to yesterday in that break room. The way he wanted me, the things he told me, and his dark eyes boring into my soul.
I know I’m insecure about myself, maybe I see myself differently than everybody else. But Adrian isn’t even comparing to Koa’s sexiness and he kissed me like a god.
“I still don’t know, Bri.”
“Your boobs still full of hickeys?” Briana asks, wriggling her eyebrows.
I groan and look down into my shirt and see, yes they are still full of purple hickeys. They look almost brighter than the big bruise on my arm.
“Show me,” Briana says, and I lift my shirt up, showing off my rainbow-colored titties.
“Oh shit…” she starts, laughing her ass off right in front of me. “Fuck, either he was claiming your body as his, or he was so horny he couldn’t help himself. I think it was probably a mixture of both.”
I look down and see my tits in daylight, the hickeys showing even more now.
“Is he for real?” I ask, jumping up and running straight to the mirror.
And yes, Koa is fucking crazy. There’s a trail of really big hickeys, all over my breasts, up to my neck, where I find even more. He fucking marked me.
My best friend is right behind me again, laughing her ass off.
“This is too good Lacey. We definitely have to take pictures, to remember this forever.”
I look at her and start laughing too. But all of a sudden she stops.
“Wait. I have an even better idea.”
“What now?”
“OK, listen up, get your white blouse, I’m going to get another prop from my room.”
“What do you have in mind?” She’s crazy…
“Go, get the blouse, meet me in the bathroom,” she says, disappearing down the hall.
I sigh before getting the blouse and going to the bathroom.
She comes in and tells me to get naked, down to my thong. I do as she tells me because I can’t deny her a thing and I might as well be a little crazy like her.
“So put the blouse on. And here, the tie around your neck as well.”
“You know you’re crazy, right?” I ask her, putting on the blouse. I leave it open and wrap the tie around my neck. I’m not sure where this is going…
“Get in the shower, Lacey.”
“What? Bri!” I scold her with a look, standing still.
“Just do it. We will take some sexy pictures.”
I want to start protesting, but now it is her time to put on a scowl.
“You still owe me for throwing away my granny panties.”
I put my hands on my hips. “Briana, they were shredded, literally ripped into shreds, we couldn’t save them.”
“You don’t quite understand the definition of granny panties.”
“I do, I have plenty of them myself, one of them has a hole yes, but I can still pull them on without my cootchie blinking through.”
Briana puts one hand on her hip, the other pointing to the shower.
“Still, they were my favorite and your OCD ass threw them away. Get in the shower, Lace.”
I roll my eyes but step into the tub. She turns on the shower and sprays me with the water. My eyes cast down, and I see that I look like a porn star. Great…
Bri disappears for a second and comes back with my phone. Even greater…
“Don’t scowl. Look sexy,” she cheers me on, holding the phone and snapping a few pictures.
“Take one boobie out of the blouse and lean back against the tiles. Oh and put your hair a little over on one side.”
I roll my eyes but do it anyway since I’m already mostly naked in the shower. Bri comes and sprays me again with the water, so I look wet again, a few drops are still pearling over the bow of my top lip.
“You look so hot right now. Even I’m considering doing you, Lacey. I swear,” she says, looking serious, and I have to laugh.
She continues snapping a few pictures and then she comes to me. Snapping some from an angle to make it look as if I was snapping a few selfies with a tie between my tits. Great.
“Put your arm out, as if you were holding the phone.”
I do so, pushing the naked boob further into the picture. I have to hold in the giggle. I probably look ridiculous.
“And now close your eyes and think about Koa,” she says, and I give her another scowl.
She just rolls her eyes and nudges me.
I sigh, annoyed with myself that I so easily let her to do shit like this, but lean back into the wall and think back to last night. To the way his eyes lit up and his nostrils flared when he saw my naked tits. I feel my nipples pointing hard under the drops of water and my panties pool wetter, but not from the water cascading down my body.
I quickly open my eyes. Briana is no longer snapping pictures of me. She’s on my phone, typing something with a shit eating grin on her face.
“I’m done, BriBri, give me a towel,” I say, taking off the blouse and tie and letting both of the items fall to the shower floor.
She holds up a finger, still typing with one hand.
“One sec, Lace,” she says, and I don’t have a good feeling about this.
“What are you doing?” I ask, frowning and grabbing a towel.
I dry myself quickly, almost slipping, then make my way over to Briana in a hurry. But I’m too late. She already hit send.
“Briana Bloom! What the hell did you do?” I cry out, ripping the phone out of her hand.
Fuck me.She sent one of the pictures where it looks like I took a selfie to Hot Officer Koa Maverick—that’s how she saved his number. In the picture, I have a little scowl on my face and I look down into the phone as if I’m a little mad. The text below it says, “You left a bunch of marks, buddy!” I’m so embarrassed, I feel my cheeks turn scarlet red. Oh no, oh no, oh no.
“How can I delete this, Briana?” I almost scream at her, trying to find a delete button, and she just puts her hand over her mouth.
But then I see it, two blue hooks, showing he already received the message, and now it’s out there and I can’t take it back.
I look at Briana and show her my middle finger.
“I hate you!” I say, walking past her in just a towel. I swing myself on the couch like a five-year-old who was denied her third ice cream of the day.
“I’m sorry, Lacey, but I had to give you an out of your relationship, and you know damn well that if you meet up with that bastard today he will lure you back in. But now you have someone else in your corner.”
I look down at the phone and see that he’s not even online anymore.
Fuck, he probably thinks I’m the biggest slut and loser there is. He most likely gets pictures like this from other women daily.
“Bri, I’m not like that, I’ve never sent anything like that, not even to Adrian. And, oh fuck, he’s probably showing that around at work. What if Adrian hears about it, or worse, what if he was standing next to him when he opened the text?” I panic, but she looks at me incredulous.
“Lacey, damn him. I hope he knows and fucking gets away from you. He’s worse than cancer, a damn disease that invaded your brain for way too long!”
A tear drips down my face, and I know she’s right. But still, this whole situation is so fucked up. I thought I was in love with him, but now I know I’m not. It still feels like a loss, even though I was one hundred percent honest when I told Bri I’m out of it, for real this time. I don’t want Adrian. I know he treated me badly before, but that scene with the other girl and then him laying a hand on me was just too much.
I hold her hand and look her in the eyes with honesty.
“I swear Bri, I’m done with him. But this was too much. That guy from yesterday doesn’t know me and dammit look, he hasn’t even responded. Just saw the picture and went offline.”
Bri grins. “He’s probably somewhere jerking off to that picture, and don’t act too shy. I know you wouldn’t do something like that, but he’s already seen your titties, girlfriend, so move on. Be bold! Enjoy him. He will definitely get your mind out of the gutter.”
I give her a reassuring smile and look back down to my phone. He still hasn’t texted but it’s time for my best friend to get dressed for work.
“BriBri, I love you, but no. I’m done with guys for now. Get your ass up and ready for work. I’m making pancakes,” I say, moving to the kitchen to get going on breakfast.
She giggles as she moves to her room. “Good for you Lacey. But keep me updated. Sooner or later he will reply to that picture and I’m sure you will love his answer.”
My face gets warm thinking about how he could reply, and every single thought makes me even warmer in other places of my body.