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An Aces Christmas (The Aces' Sons)(9)
Author: Nicole Jacquelyn

A couple hours into the dance, after eating the crappy food and drinking our weight in punch, me and Charlie headed to the ladies’ room.

“Okay,” she said, laughing as we made our way into the quiet hallway where the bathrooms were located. “I’m glad you made me come.”

“I told you it would be fun,” I said, grinning. I pulled at the high neck of my dress a little. It felt like it was tighter than before and it was kind of itchy, but I was having too much fun to care.

“You were right and I was wrong,” she said, pushing open the bathroom door. “Remember this, because it will never happen again.”

“Yeah, yeah,” I said, following her inside.

“So, there’s apparently a party up in a room later,” she said through the stall while we peed. “Did you want to go, or do you think the ’rents will get pissed?”

“I don’t know,” I replied, pulling at my dress again. Why did it feel so tight? I could feel it every time I swallowed. “Do you know whose party it is?”

“No idea,” she said.

As we stepped out to wash our hands, she continued. “My parents don’t care because they know I’m with the boys—but I know that won’t cut it for Mack.” She laughed. “Your dad’s a bit more strict than Farrah and Casper.”

Running my hands under the water, I nodded, but didn’t reply. I was starting to really feel like shit. What the hell was going on?

“Hey, are you okay?”

“I don’t feel good,” I rasped, staring at Charlie as I tried to pull air into my lungs. “I don’t—”

“What the hell?” she asked in confusion. Her voice was laced with worry. “Come on, lets go get the guys. We can go.”

I followed her out of the bathroom, but we didn’t make it three steps down the hallway before I had to stop.

“Can’t breathe,” I choked, pulling on her arm. “Help.”

I pulled at the neck of my dress, scratching at it with my nails as I started to panic.

“Oh God,” Charlie gasped. “Oh God. Okay. It’s okay,” she said, reaching around me to unfasten the two buttons at the base of my neck that held the top of my dress up. “It’s okay.”

I started to sway, but I couldn’t seem to keep my feet under me, even as I felt the fabric fall away from my throat. I was suffocating. Holy crap, what was wrong with me?

“Help!” Charlie screamed at someone—I couldn’t see who she was talking to through the black spots that danced across my vision. “Help!”

Then, there was nothing.

 

 

Chapter 5

 


Grease


Present

“Was today hard for you?” Callie asked, kneeling on the bed behind me to drape her arms over my shoulders.

“Nah,” I replied, shaking my head a little. “It was a good day, sugar.”

“I know,” she said with a sigh, kissing the side of my neck. “But it brought back a whole lot of memories for me. I’d imagine it was worse for you.”

“It did,” I agreed.

Sitting outside the prison, the memory of walking out into the parking lot full of bikes had hit me hard. I’d been so young back then. Young and in love and dying to get home to the woman I’d left behind and the kid I’d barely gotten to know. The memories were bittersweet. Freedom was something that I’d always taken for granted until I no longer had it.

“Did everything go okay?” Callie asked as I twisted and pulled her into my lap.

“It went fine,” I replied, running my mouth along her jaw.

I didn’t want to think about being locked up. I didn’t want to think about that part of our lives or the shit that had come afterward. It had taken us a long ass time to move past the things I’d put her through. I’d spent the entire day fighting to keep those memories in the back of my mind where they belonged.

“Farrah called me old today,” Callie said, tilting her head back so I could reach her throat. “She said I’m going to end up living in a shoe.”

“She what? A shoe?” I said in confusion, pulling away. “No. Nope. Not discussing your crazy friend while you’re naked in my lap.”

“Oh, don’t pretend like she’s not your friend, too,” she said, reaching up to run her fingers through my hair. “I swear, the two of you are ridiculous.”

“You know what’s ridiculous?” I asked, flipping her onto her back. “The fact that you’ve been naked for at least ten minutes and I’m still not inside you.”

“Well, if you hadn’t taken so long to get undressed,” she joked, gasping as I ran my mouth down the valley between her breasts.

“Maybe I’m gettin’ old, too,” I joked, squeezing the flesh of her hips. “Takes me five minutes to get my damn boots off.”

“I don’t care how long it takes you to get your boots off,” she replied, grinning. Reaching down, she wrapped her fingers around my cock, making me groan. “As long as this is still working.”

“I think so,” I said with a chuckle. “Might want to make sure, though.”

She laughed and I let her flip me to my back so she could crawl on top of me. As she slid her mouth over me, I tilted my head back and sighed in thankfulness. In the beginning, sex with Callie had been so fun—new and exciting. The anticipation and discovery every time we’d been together. But there was something to be said about knowing your partner’s body so well that you knew every move to make to get them off.

Being with my woman was satisfying in a way I hadn’t even been able to imagine or understand way back when. It fed me. Kept me going. Sometimes, it was the only way I was able to turn my mind off enough to sleep.

“It’s working just fine,” Callie said huskily as she slid up my body. With one hand on my chest, she used the other to position my cock so she could sink down on top of me.

“I love you, Calliope,” I said, brushing her hair back from her face.

“Love you, too,” she replied as she began to roll her hips.

Sex, for better or worse, had gotten us through a lot of shit. When the kids were little, it had sometimes been the only time of day that we’d been alone. It served as a way for us to reconnect if we’d been apart for any length of time. And, when we’d lost our son, it had been one of the only ways I’d been able to feel anything but numb.

“Hey,” she said, pausing as she leaned down to kiss me. “Where are you tonight?”

“I’m right here, sugar,” I said, lifting her a little to urge her to move.

“You’re a million miles away,” she said softly.

“Just thinkin’ how thankful I am for this,” I replied, sliding my hands up her sides and over her shoulder blades. “Thankful for you.”

She smiled and at the sight of her dimple, my entire chest felt like it was going to cave in. Jesus, I guess the day had affected me more than I’d thought.

“You gonna move?” I asked gruffly, clearing my throat.

“Well,” she joked, drawing the word out with a shrug.

“Like that, is it?” I said, flipping her over.

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