Authors: Ashley Suzanne
His lips are soft and moist and he smells like pure man. His hair is still damp from being on stage. When I grab his head, pulling him deeper into the kiss, I try to take control. I battle his tongue but he keeps coming out the victor. Pulling out an old trick that has always worked in the past, I tug his bottom lip through my teeth and gently suck. Taron immediately pulls backs and starts pacing the room.
“Fuck! I can’t get her out of my head!”
Wow, that wasn’t what I was expecting. If I wasn’t so sure of myself, I would have thought that it was me he didn’t want to be with. How is this guy, of all guys, mind fucked over some girl?
“Who has
you
all twisted? Damn.”
He turns to face me, looking apologetic. “It’s just a girl that has fucked me over and I can’t take anymore of the memories that pop up. She’s everywhere, except in my fucking arms. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have brought you back here.”
Jacoby flashes in my head. I kind of know how Taron feels. Jacoby hasn’t fucked me over, but he is so passive about our relationship and it annoys me. I have always felt wanted or needed by all the other guys I’ve been with but Jacoby doesn’t make me feel anything worth feeling. I really like him and can see a future with him, but not if he’s not interested in anything more than this casual arrangement we have now.
“Don’t be sorry. I wanted to meet you, and I don’t mind listening to you and your girl problems,” I tell him. I can see he’s miserable and it hurts my heart. A man this beautiful shouldn’t be twisted. She must be some kind of amazing. I should be jealous but I can’t help but feel for him and want to help.
“Huh! Problems! That’s hilarious. She has me so messed up that I can’t even see straight. My life is just a daily boring routine since she left. It pisses me off that I can’t seem to get over her,” Taron says, finally sitting down. The pacing was driving me nuts.
“You should go find her.”
“I know where she is, but she doesn’t want to see me.”
Have you
seen
this guy? There is no way that this girl doesn’t want to see him. This goes a lot deeper than that. He must have done something to her.
“You sure about that? If this girl tied you up this tight, she must feel something for you, or she is just a huge bitch for leaving you. Did you cheat on her?”
“I didn’t even consider another girl when she was with me. Hell, I can’t even get with a girl since she left me. Fuck my life.”
That’s bad,
fuck your life
, I think to myself but give him some actual advice he can use. “Like I said, you need to go find her. Life is too short not to go after what you want in life. You have to fight for her if she means this much to you,” I say, finally willing to take my own advice. I’m going to call Jacoby as soon as I leave here. It’s high time we have a discussion about our arrangement. I’m tired of just being a play thing when he wants it.
“Yeah, she is going to be in New York City tomorrow at the same time that we are there. Maybe I need to go see her. Kylee, I’m sorry that you had to deal with my moodiness. I really didn’t mean for this to play out like this.”
“It’s all good! I got to make out with a rock star. You can message me anytime you need to talk. I’m just happy I got to meet you. Your band is really amazing and you’re kind of cool, too,” I respond, trying to lighten his mood.
“Well, thanks. I’ll make sure security gets you home safely,” he says leaning over and giving me a friendly hug. I’m glad it didn’t go any further.
Leaving the venue in the cab that Taron’s security put me in, I pull out my phone and dial Jacoby.
“Hey, it’s me,” I say, opening one of the most important conversations in my adult life.
“Hey, what’s going on?”
“Nothing, what are you doing? Are you busy?” I have never let any other guy take up so much of my time before. Yet with Jacoby, all I want to do is give him more.
“Actually, I am. Can I call you back?”
“Yeah, that’s cool. Bye.” I hang up the phone and debate on telling the cab driver where to go. After about ten minutes of waiting, on Taron’s dime no less, I decide to have the driver take me to Jacoby’s house.
I hate leaving my car at the concert, but what else am I going to do? Mira’s off somewhere living the dream with Skylar and won’t be home for God knows how long. At least if I’m with Jacoby, I can catch a ride in the morning.
Pulling up to Jacoby’s large colonial, I see his car in the driveway accompanied by another car I don’t recognize. I ask the cab driver to wait, just in case he’s in the middle of something and really can’t take me back to my car. Getting out of the car, I adjust my skirt and fluff my hair, making myself as alluring as possible. There’s one thing that I know how to do better than anyone else I’ve ever met; be sexy and I use it at every possible turn.
I grab the iron door knocker and bang it against the plate. I wait a moment for a response before I ring the doorbell. You can guess my surprise when a tall beautiful blonde answers the door.
“Hello, can I help you?” The woman asks, dressed in a white silk robe that flows all the way down to her ankles. Her brightly painted toe nails obvious in the color contrast.
Making my way back up to look her in the eyes, confident in my own beauty, I answer, “Yes, I’m looking for Jacoby. Can you get him please?”
The blonde smiles at me, blue eyes sparkling at the mention of Jacoby’s name. My brain is sending red flashing lights with the words “danger” blinking every few seconds straight to my heart, but I don’t back down.
“Jacoby, sweetheart, can you come down here please?”
What the mother fuck? You’ve got to be kidding me.
“You know what, I can wait and talk to him tomorrow. He did say he was busy but I figured he might want some company. Apparently he already has some.” I pivot on my heels and make a beeline straight for the cab. Thankfully he’s still there and he was given enough money to wait on me all night, if need be.
The only person I know in the vicinity is Marisol and she’s always up for company. I give the cabbie the address and lean back in the seat to think of exactly how this night went wrong.
My phone starts glowing in my lap, indicating that I have an incoming call. Seeing Jacoby’s name on the screen makes my blood boil. “Your girlfriend not enough for you?” I mumble to myself, putting the phone back in my purse.
There is one thing that Kylee fucking Anderson does
not
do and that’s share. If I want him, he’s mine. If I fuck him, he’s mine. If he shows the littlest bit of interest, he’s mine; for as long as I choose to have him. I do the throwing away around here. I don’t get used and then set aside to come back to when you’re bored.
Jacoby Roberts has another thing coming if he thinks I’m going to sit idly by and allow him to dip into this posh pussy while he’s fucking half of Wayne County. No sir, not on my watch. If casual is what he wants, casual is what he is going to get.
Present
“Jacoby, get off of me. I can’t breathe,” I fuss. After an hour long fuck session, I’m out of breath, thirsty and have to pee. I’m not a damn mattress and shouldn’t be laid upon.
“Sorry, Ky. That was amazing.”
No shit, Sherlock, it’s always amazing. Have you seen me?
“Yeah, it was good. Come on, I have to get going. I’m meeting Mira in an hour to help her pack up to go to Skylar’s for Christmas and do the usual holiday things with them.” I don’t know why any of this is his business, but I have to tell someone.
“Wow, that sounds like fun.” Jacoby rolls off to the side allowing me room to go to the bathroom.
I get out of bed, grab my clothes and walk straight into the bathroom, letting Jacoby stare at my naked body. I know I’m sexy as hell and I use it against him every damn time. He’s probably hard and ready to go again. Not gonna happen.
After I handle my business, I walk back into the bedroom fully clothed to see an almost sleeping Jacoby.
“What are you plans for Christmas?” Jacoby asks.
“I’m doing Christmas tonight with Mira, Danny and Skylar. They’re going back home for Christmas Eve and Christmas Day. The day after I have Trevor and Amy’s wedding but then I’m free. What’d you have in mind?”
Jacoby suddenly looks lost in thought but then comes to, “I was thinking we could do something for Christmas. You know, together.”
Well, slap my ass and call me Jenna. What the fuck?
“Hey, don’t forget, this is casual. There’s no need for holiday time or any time that doesn’t involve you fucking me until I can’t walk straight. Let’s just keep it light, okay?”
Jacoby is burning holes through me, probably trying to debate what he wants to say next. What finally comes out of his mouth leaves me shocked and unable to move.
“What if I don’t want this to be casual anymore? What if I want more?”
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Keep an eye out for Kylee’s story, Façade, coming early 2014.
Until then, SMOOCHES babes!!!
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
Let me just start off by saying that I’m beyond thankful for all of the response that Mirage and Inception had. You all blow me away each and every day. And even more than that, thank you sooo much for being patient while I finished this book. I know it’s a little later than originally anticipated, but I needed to make sure I was able to put all of me into this one. The support you all show me daily feeds my need to write. I really hope you enjoyed Awakening and can’t wait to deliver Kylee’s story, Façade.
To My Readers –
I really would be no where without you. Each time you buy my book, read it and then message me to tell me your thoughts, my heart is melted. Every single post on my facebook, author facebook, twitter and email message brightens my day and keeps me pushing forward. There were so many times I thought about quitting and then I remembered all of you who were patiently waiting (some impatiently LOL) and I kept at it. I’m thankful you guys all showed me what it is that I want to do for the rest of my life. I want to keep giving you stories that freak you out, make you happy, make you swoon but want to throw stuff at me. This one is for you!
BP –
Thank you for your love and support. Every single day you drive me to be the best me I can be. Your ideas and passion for my books shows in each and every chapter. Not a lot of these people know that YOU are my Skylar. You’re strong, compassionate and loving. I only hope to give Skylar the kind of happily ever after he deserves; kind of like us! I pray that every single day you know how much I love you and would never be able to live without you. You’re the other half of my soul. I didn’t choose you, my heart did.
Toski and Sommer –
SWEET BABY JESUS IN A MANGER! You guys ROCK my life so hard it’s unreal. Just talking about my ideas for the cover of Awakening gave me chills. To actually see what I felt in my heart come to life, I’m beyond words. I can’t even tell you. This is EXACTLY what I wanted and it’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. You’ve given a face to my books and for that I’m eternally grateful. I cannot wait for the rest of the series.
Stephanie –
You. Are. My. Rock. I don’t think you realize exactly what you do for me. You pick me up when I’m down and put me back in the right state of mind. When I give you an idea for a scene, you help me word it so it’s perfect. There isn’t anything that I don’t love about you. You’re an amazing writer, an exceptional friend and an amazingly generous person all around. Thank you for being such a strong influence in my life.
Amy –
I made it happen babe. Without your constant words of encouragement and amazing stories I don’t know if I could have finished this book. You were always there to keep me on my game when I stumbled. Who would have thought you and I would end up being so close? You’re so important to me and to my family. BP even loves his gorilla arms and it’s his only signed book! I’m so excited for your 2014 and all the good things that are coming your way. You’re making it happen, one huge exciting thing at a time. I can’t effin wait!
Riley (JP) – My CP.
You’re wonderful and amazing and crazy as shit. You’re the other half of my brain and I am infatuated with our stories. I need more Lexi like my life depends on it. Please hurry your ass up, I’m not going to remain patient for too long.
Meli –
I really hope you know how much you mean to me. Regardless of anything else in this world, I want you to know that. You’re such an important part of my life, life without writing, that I can’t stand going a few days without talking to you. I just want you to know that! Never forget it!
My Editor – Tiffany –
Every single day I’m so blessed I found such an amazing editor. You truly the best person for the job. Not only do you get my story, you understand my flaws and know what to look for. I will say, the original draft I tried to semicolon you to death to show you how it feels. I hope it made you cringe LOL. But really, I love you to death. Your expertise makes my books so much better than if I just hit that damn button. I really hope that more people realize your talent and move their editing needs TOWARDS This damn redhead! I love you bunches pumpkin!!
My Angels –
Do I have the best street team or what? I really think I do. You guys never let me down and go hard each and every day to promote my books. The teasers you make knock my socks off, the massive amounts of posts make me so happy and the love you give me when I just need to vent shows me that I have the greatest group of pimps on the planet!!! I’m still refusing to name you so no other authors steal you away.
My beta readers –
Manda, Joni, Stefani, Sam, Toski, Jessica, Christy, Tabby, Christen, Toni – THANK YOU for all of your honest feedback. I told you I can take it!! I really don’t know what I would do without each of you reading and giving me advice. It makes my stories so much better and I wouldn’t trade any of you for the world!!!