She stopped talked and scowled at something over my shoulder. “She needs to focus on
her work and stop looking over here at you. God, I don’t know why Woods doesn’t just ire her.”
I glanced back to see Woods, Jace, and Thad all smiling and joking around with a blushing
Blaire.
“She’s not looking now. She’s too busy lirting with other guys. She just cares about the money. It’s pathetic really. I wish you’d see through her ridiculous act. I mean, I can see it—”
“Nan, shut up,” I growled. I hadn’t meant to but hearing Nan bad mouth Blaire and watching guys lirt with her and make her blush was a little more than I could handle. I was going to go make sure each one of those horny bastards understood she was mine.
“You’re going to leave me for her? She’s lirting with them, Rush. I can’t believe you would just get up during our lunch to go stake your claim on some cheap whore.”
The jealous rage I had been feeling immediately switched its focus from the guys to my
sister. A red haze settled over me as I swung my attention back to her. “What the fuck did you just say?” I asked keeping my voice low and even as I towered over her.
She opened her mouth to speak but I knew I’d lose it if she said anything else bad about
Blaire.
“Don’t. If you want to walk out of here with your dignity then don’t. If you ever say anything like that about Blaire again I will cut you loose. Do. You.
Fucking
. Understand.”
Nan’s eyes went wide. I’d never spoken to her this hard before. But she’d gone too far. She jumped up and threw her napkin down on the table. “I can’t believe you. I’m your sister. She’s just… she’s just…”
“She’s just the woman I’m in love with. You need to remember that,” I finished for her.
Nan’s eyes lashed ire as she spun around and stalked out of the clubhouse. I didn’t care. I needed her to leave before I said anything else. I didn’t want to hurt her. I loved her but I hated the words that continued to pour out of her mouth.
A hand touched my arm and I jerked in response before I realized it was Blaire. Her blue
eyes were full of concern. This was what she’d been afraid of. Nan and her hate. I couldn’t blame her but I also couldn’t live without Blaire. However, right now I needed to be alone.
“I’m sorry,” I whispered then pulled away from her grasp and threw money down on the
table before following Nan out of the dining room.
I spent the next three hours in the gym. My body was physically beat by the time I walked
out of there.My anger had faded. I just wanted to see Blaire now. Her shift would be over and I wanted to hold her. She deserved an apology. I should have never taken Nan to the clubhouse to eat. She’d asked that I meet her there for lunch so I’d gone. I’d even made sure we sat in Jimmy’s section. I hadn’t wanted it to be awkward for Blaire. But it had back ired anyway. That was the last time I allowed Nan near her. She can’t get over it and Blaire doesn’t deserve it.
I knocked on the condo door and waited. No one came. I reached into my pocket and pulled
out my phone only to be reminded Blaire had no phone. Dammit. I was going to get her phone from my house and force her to take it back. What if she was hurt? What if she’d gone off somewhere and wasn’t coming back?
“She’s out with Jimmy,” Bethy’s voice called from behind me. I turned around to see Bethy
walking up from the direction of the golf course. “She stopped by after her shift and told me she and Jimmy had a hot date.”
Why hadn’t she told me? Because she didn’t know where to ind me if she had wanted to
tell me. I’d run out on her like an ass. “When will she be home?” I asked as Bethy stepped in front of me and unlocked the door.
“Don’t know. She was upset. You know anything about that?” Bethy asked in a sour voice as
she pushed the door open.
I didn’t ask to come in I just followed her in. “Nan and I had lunch at the clubhouse today. It didn’t go so well.”
Bethy scrunched her nose in disgust. “You think? Whatever for? I can’t imagine your bitch
of a sister doing anything to upset Blaire.” Bethy threw her purse down and muttered a curse word. “She doesn’t need the stress you know. She’s pregnant and determined to stay on her
feet and carry trays around all day. You adding your family drama is not what she needs. Next time you want to have family bonding time with the wicked witch do it somewhere else.”
She was right. I shouldn’t have let Blaire see Nan. I should have never trusted Nan to be
nice. Or at least be civil. This was my fault and I needed to find Blaire.
“Where is she?” I asked
Bethy plopped down on the sofa. “Getting a break from this shit life she’s been handed.”
If Bethy wanted to hurt me she was doing a damn good job. I was ready to beg when the
door opened.
“Sorry I’m late. We went to…” she trailed off when her eyes met mine. “Hey.”
“Hey,” I replied,walking over to stand in front of her but afraid to touch her. “I’m so sorry.
Please come back to your room and let me explain.”
She made the first move and wrapped her arms around my waist. “It’s okay. I’m not upset.”
She was going to comfort me. Again. That’s what she always did: worry about other people.
“No, it’s not,” I replied and took her hand to pull her back to her room. Away from Bethy who wasn’t my biggest fan right now.
“Go let him grovel. He needs to. Fuck. I need him to,” Bethy said from the couch, waving us off and grabbing the remote for the television.
Blaire
Rush continued to pull me into my room until the door was closed behind us and he was sitting on my bed with me in his lap. I had been upset earlier but I was fine now. He had been in an awful situation and Nan had been upset. I was sure Woods was pleased there hadn’t been a big scene with me involved.
“Rush, I promise you that everything is ine. I’m okay,” I assured him, cupping his face in my hands. Dealing with Nan and her hatred was part of the deal. I got that and I was going to have to live with it if I wanted Rush in my life.
He shook his head. “Nothing about today was okay. I should have never agreed to have lunch with her there. I knew better. I should have never trusted her to be a normal person. I’m so sorry, baby. I swear to you that will never happen again.”
I covered his mouth with mine and pushed him back on my bed. “I told you it’s okay. Stop
apologizing,” I whispered against his lips.
Rush’s hands slid up my shirt and found my bra that was now two sizes too small.Its strap
was cutting into my skin after having to wear it all day. He unsnapped it then ran his hands over the skin that was marked from the pressure of the ill-fitting bra.
“You need a new bra,” he said, brushing his ingers back and forth over my back making me
shiver from pleasure.
“Mmmm if you promise to do that everynight I’ll be ine,” I assured him leaning down to
kiss him again.
He pulled back. “Why didn’t you tell me?” he asked with a pained voice.
Tell him what? I put my hands on either side of his head and lifted myself up to hover over him. “What is it I was supposed to tell you?” I asked, confused.
Rush slipped his hands around my sides until they were sliding under my breasts and I forgot that we were having a conversation. That felt so good. Moaning, I pushed my chest into his hands and was getting ready to beg.
“Your skin is cut from this fucking bra, Blaire. Why did you wear it? I’d have gotten you a new one. I’m getting you a new one before you go anywhere else.”
He was still talking about my bra. “Rush, I need you to touch me now. Don’t worry about
my bra. Just please…” I bent my head down and took small nips at his shoulder and kissed my way down his chest.
“As good as that feels you can’t distract me. I want to know why you didn’t tell me your
damn bra was hurting you. I don’t want you hurting.”
I lifted my head and studied him. He was frowning. This really bothered him. No one ever
worried about me like this. I wasn’t used to it. My heart swelled and I reached down and pulled my shirt and bra off. “Rush. I need a new bra. This one has gotten too small. Would you take me to get one? Please?” I teased as his hands came up and cupped my swollen breasts making me cream in my panties even more.
“Tits as fucking perfect as these need to be taken care of. I can’t stand the thought of them being in pain,” he smirked up at me, “unless of course I’m the one causing the pain.” He pinched both of my nipples hard and I cried out.
“Thesetitties are mine, Blaire. I take care of what is mine,” he whispered before pulling a nipple into his mouth.
I just nodded and rocked against him. His erection was pressing against my swollen clit
and if I rubbed just a little bit longer I was going to come. I really needed to come.
“Easy girl. Let me get these shorts off you irst,” he said kissing down to my stomach where he lingered and kissed it sweetly. His eyes lifted to look at me as he slowly unfastened my shorts and began pulling them down my body. “Looks like someone needs some attention.
She’s all swollen and wet. Dripping wet. Fuck that’s hot,” he murmured as he pushed my legs apart and gazed hungrily between my legs.
He laid down between my legs until his mouth was so close to my clit I could feel his warm breath on it. “Tonight I’m staying here. I can’t sleep at night knowing you might wake up like this and need me. The idea drives me crazy,” his voice dropped to a husky sound that always excited me. I watched as he stuck out his tongue and the silver barbell lashed at me before he ran his tongue through the folds and then slipped it inside me.
I grabbed his head and began pleading with him for more as he brought me to not one but
two orgasms before he lifted his head and smiled wickedly at me. “That’s fucking addictive.
No one should taste that sweet, Blaire. Not even you.”
He stood up and jerked off his shirt and pants.He was back on top of me before I could admire the view for very long.
“I want you to ride me,” he said, kissing me again while his erection slipped between my
legs and teased me.
I pushed him back and he easily rolled over for me so I could climb on top. Watching him as he slowly took in my body was more of a turn on than the naughty words he always whispered in my ears to make me come.
I could love this man and be happy with him the rest of my life. I just hoped I got the chance.
The next few days went by like a fairy tale. I went to work. Rush showed up and distracted me with his gorgeous presence; we ended up somewhere we shouldn’t be having wild sex before actually going back to my condo or his house and making love in a bed. The second
time was always sweet. The irst time was always intense and needy on both our parts. I was pretty sure Woods had overheard us the day we’d ended up in the rental closet tearing at each other’s clothes.
I was still trying to decide if this was the pregnancy hormones or if I was always going to want Rush like this. One touch from him and I was desperate. Today however we would be on
a break. I was working all day at the annual golf tournament. I’d had to ight both Woods and Rush to let me work today. Neither of them had thought it was safe. I, of course, won.
Our cart girl out its were special ordered for today. We would be wearing all white like the golfers.Our shorts were replaced with skirts to match ourpolos. Except, of course, for Jimmy.
He’d be in shorts. He was the only male on the drink carts today. Apparently, he’d also been special ordered.
“There are ifteen teams. Blaire you get the irst threeteams. Then Bethy you have the next three. Carmen you get the next three. Natalie you get the next three and Jimmy you get the last three. They’re all women who have requested you speci ically. This will be an all day event.
Keep the golfers happy and don’t run low on drinks. Come back here to restock before you run out of something. Your carts have been pre-stocked with the drinks of choice for the golfers you will be trailing today. You each have a walkie-talkie in your cart to contact me in case of any emergency. Does anyone have any questions?” Darla stood on the porch of the course offices with her hands on her hips staring down at the five of us.
“Good. Now get to your places. Blaire will be busy right off the bat. The rest of you need to wait on and check on your teams while they’re waiting to tee off. If they want a drink get them one. If they want food, get them a server. Got it?”
We all nodded. Darla waved us off and went back into the offices.
“I hate tournaments. I just hope I don’t have to deal with Nathan Ford. He is so damn annoying,” Bethy grumbled as we went to get our carts and make sure we had everything before heading to the first hole.
“Maybe you’ll get Jace,” I said, hoping to cheer her up.
Bethy frowned. “Nope. Not a chance. Aunt Darla did the line up. She won’t have given me
Jace.”
Ah. Well, in that case I wouldn’t have Rush either. Probably a good thing. I needed to focus on work. Not how good Rush looked in a pair of shorts and a polo.
I parked the cart at the irst hole and went to meet my irst group. It was familiar faces and they were an older group. They would be easy enough and they were excellent tippers. After getting them all a bottle of water I went to my next group. Surprisingly it was Jace, Thad and Woods. I hadn’t expected to have them in my group. “Hello boys. Aren’t I the lucky one?” I teased.
“I was sure we’d get Bethy. Dayum, my day is just now getting better,” Thad replied.
“Shut up,” Jace grumbled and elbowed him in the side.
“I’m not stupid enough to let Bethy have Jace. She’d ignore everyone else,” Woods explained.
I gave all three of them a bottle of water. “I’m happy to serve the three of you. Even if I’m not Bethy,” I said, smiling at Jace.