Lacey
10.
Stupid Lacey. Slutty Lacey. What the hell was I thinking telling Officer Koa Maverick, who by the way I don’t even know, that I want him to make me forget.
What the hell was I thinking?
When they dropped me off at my house, the goodbye wasn’t big. No hugs, no kisses, not a handshake. I just waved like a maniac, almost stumbling over a fire hydrant while fishing my keys out of my purse because Koa’s partner, Ledger, was checking out my girls again. I fucking liked it. I’m really a whore and I’m probably really the issue, not Adrian, because hell I liked it. They watched me enter the house and I texted Koa that I was safely inside, and then they left.
I was still on horny cloud nine when Ledger entered the bathroom, but I liked the hunger in his eyes when he saw me there on the damn vanity, almost naked. I felt so powerful and sexy after the orgasm I had. And I came just from the tiniest friction of Koa’s touch, from the hunger in his eyes. He’s something else. I’ve never seen such an attractive guy. I mean Adrian is attractive, but Koa. Koa is a ten. His hair, his big mouth, the way his eyes caught mine, the late afternoon lighting a fire in his iris.
I get giddy just thinking about him. I try to suck up all of the damn butterflies, because a) I just ended one relationship, and b) he’s a cop. But I think I’m branded for life.
Bri is fire and flame for the story, cheering me on because I let myself go in front of Koa, but also fucking mad at me for even going to the party with Adrian. When I tell her about Ledger coming into the bathroom, I immediately turn red.
“You liked it, didn’t you? I bet he almost came looking at your tits. I swear you have the best rack I know, porn or real world.”
I laugh and hold them in my hands. “They’re not so bad,” I say, being proud of them.
I really like my boobs. At least they’re something about my body Adrian couldn’t talk down.
“But on a more serious note Bri, aren’t you mad that he saw?”
“You mean because I had sex with him?”
I nod and pull my knees under my chin. We’re sitting on my bed in our comfy PJ’s talking about the crazy events of the night.
She thinks for a second, looking kind of serious, but ends it with a giggle soon.
“Of course not, Lace Base. I told you to enjoy both, you told me the first impression you had on them was that they share girls. Fuck, let them share you. Enjoy every second of it, they will take good care of you. Girl code here or there, you’re my best friend, he was a random guy at a random bar on a random night, I would never be pissed. And anyways, that poor guy would be used like a damn dildo because hell, Lacey, I see the way your eyes light up, when you see Koa, or when you talk about him. You look like fated lovers.”
I swallow and inspect my nails, which I painted a vibrant red before going out.
Thinking about Koa, his body, his face, and the way he treats me, the way he gives me free reign. I can’t believe he chose me, that he wants to have me. He didn’t just offer sex but dating too. I’m speechless and a hormonal, butterflies-in-my-tummy mess about him and that screams red flag. More than it did with Adrian, who I could toss aside almost too easily. But Koa, I know he would be my undoing. If he slapped me around, I’m sure I would even beg him on my hands and knees for more.
“I don’t know Bri, I like him, I really do, but I can’t rush into anything else. I mean, I already did, but I can’t. I have to take time for myself. I need to fully heal from my last relationship before I start something again. Even if it’s just a hookup I can’t do that, after I just broke up with Adrian. I have to stop myself.”
She just laughs again, her red hair all piled up on her head. She’s so beautiful and loving and funny, I’m so glad she’s my best friend. Bri has always been there for me, even being a year older than me. We’ve been inseparable forever. I trust her with all my heart and rely on her advice and tips, but this is something I can’t do.
“Then stop yourself, sweet Lacey, and wait. But don’t be disappointed if another woman comes along and snaps your man out of your hands.”
I feel a pang of jealousy seeping through my veins just thinking about it, but I let it go a second later. I don’t even know that guy.
“I just need some time, Briana. The thing with Adrian was intense. I know you told me from the start, but he was mean. He hurt me, in more than just a physical sense. I have to get over that for myself, have to concentrate on school and my new job… fuck, fuck, fuckidy fuck Bri, I fucking forgot!”
I sit back on my ass and look serious into her eyes. With all the fucking messes this night. I forgot about my new job.
“What?” Briana asks with a big grin on her face.
“My stupid ass forgot, Bri. I talked to Adrian’s boss tonight, he offered me a job at the station, organizing and shit. It will be great, but I can’t go. I will see Adrian and Ledger and most fucking likely Koa, every damn time I’m there. I can’t work there, it’s too much.”
Bri squeals excitedly. “Fuck, Lacey, of course you’re going. I know how much you like to work and this sounds like the perfect job for you, you fucking Monk.”
I sigh. “I know, but I can’t get over two guys I will see at work all the time.”
Briana puffs out some air crossing her arms over her chest.
“Of course you can Lace, what do you think all the other women are doing? You will take that job, your head held high, no problems whatsoever. Don’t let the bastard or the hottie ruin that for you.”
I moan and lean back, hitting my head on the headboard. Ouch…
“But what I did with Koa. Bri, I can’t look him in the eyes when I’m organizing his damn files. And then Ledger, Jesus, he saw my boobs naked.”
Briana hops down from the bed, excitingly opening my bedside table. I gawk over with one eye open.
“There. Get your inspiration at work, then come home and use your toys. I don’t see the issue.”
I have to laugh my ass off, when she gets out a pink silicone dick and holds it up.
“He’s not ten inches, but I’m sure he will scratch the itch,” she states, looking at the dildo as if she’s really thinking about its orgasm guarantee.
“Bri, put the fucking toy back inside the dresser,” I tell her on another laugh, and she throws it back inside, laughing as well.
Going over to the other dresser where she’s put our wine glasses, she hands me mine.
“To new beginnings,” she says, holding her glass to me in a cheer.
Our glasses clink, and I repeat the sentiment.
“To new beginnings.”
She takes a small sip and sits back down on my bed.
“I’m serious, Lacey. I’m proud of you. Proud of you for ending it and taking what you want, what you deserve, even if it was just for a slight second. But I am proud and I love you. I don’t want to see you hurt. I still want to see that son of a bitch bleed for putting his ugly hands on you though!” she states, her eyes getting glassy, and I can’t help the single tear that slips out of my watery eyes.
“I love you too, Briana. Thank you for being my best friend and for loving me. I love you too. I’m so sorry I didn’t listen to you earlier about Adrian.”
She holds one finger over my mouth, silencing me.
“Shh, don’t mention his name anymore, he doesn’t fucking deserve it one single bit. Don’t you even utter it once ever again.”
I nod. She’s right. Adrian Sterling is banned from my mouth and from my life! I just hope I will be this strong and independent when I see him at work on Monday.