“Yeah. I’ve been shopping around downtown and I think I’ve finally found the right spot to open up the music shop. It’s prime location, just the right amount of space, and what’s even better, they are selling the building instead of leasing it.”
“Wow man, that’s fucking awesome.” Gavin follows me into the hallway. “I can’t believe you’re finally making a go of it.”
“You and me both.” I agree, pushing my way inside my condo. “I’m just ready to stop talking about it and make it fucking happen.” I drop my bag and guitar onto the new leather couch that was delivered earlier today.
“Do you think it’s possible?” I pause, turning to face Gavin.
“What?” He seems genuinely confused by my question.
“That we all might actually get what we want.” I clarify.
“Yeah. I do.” He shrugs, sliding the bag off his shoulder before setting it on the floor.
“Fuck. It all just seemed like a pipe dream back in the day. You, me, Deck. Bunch of stupid fucking teenagers smoking pot and bullshitting about owning our own businesses. Now here we are. You and Deck have the bar and now I’m finally pursuing the music store I’ve always wanted to own. Who would have thought?”
“It’s fucking crazy dude. All of it.”
“And now Decklan’s married.” I shake my head, still not able to fully process it even though I was there when it happened.
“Fuck dude, I know. I never thought I’d see the day.”
“I never thought I’d see you tied down either.” I point out. “Just goes to show how much people can change.”
“Or how much impact the right people can have on a person’s life.” He smiles. “Speaking of my old ball and chain, she should be here anytime. I should probably head back up. You need anything before I go?”
“Nah, I’m good. Tell Harlee I said hello.”
“Will do. Give me about twenty minutes and I will be fucking her in your old room. You know, sort of a going away send off.”
“How thoughtful of you.” I quip, shaking my head.
“Later man.” He laughs, slipping out into the hallway with a wide smile spread across his face.
“Fucking ass.” I chuckle to myself, still shaking my head well after the door latches closed behind him.
Collapsing down onto my new couch, I prop my feet up on the rectangle glass coffee table sitting directly in front of it. Pulling my cell out of my pocket, I pull up Charlie’s name and open a new text box.
Me: He’s gone. Harlee’s on her way over so he should be occupied for the night.
I click send, leaning my head back to look around the space. It’s a pretty nice condo. Nearly identical to Gavin’s but with one less bedroom. I can already tell how weird it’s going to be living alone. Hell, I haven’t lived alone since I moved back to California over three years ago. I’m not really sure how to act.
I jump slightly when my phone buzzes against my leg. I look down just in time to see Charlie’s name light up across the screen.
Charlie: I’m already on my way. Be there in less than an hour. Had to stop and get gas.
I can’t fight the smile that pulls at my mouth. I have been waiting days to have some alone time with Charlie. It makes me happy to know she’s just as eager as I am.
Charlie: Don’t start the celebration without me.
Her next text causes me to laugh out loud.
Me: I wouldn’t dream of it. Be safe. I’ll see you soon.
Her response is instant.
Charlie: Yeah you will ;)
I lock my phone and toss it onto the couch next to me before pushing into a stand. Deciding I can unpack later, I head down the hall toward the bathroom. Ducking inside, I turn the water on and crank the temperature up. I’ve always taken extremely hot showers. There’s something refreshing about the way the liquid causes my skin to burn.
Stepping inside, I let the water roll over my shoulders as I let out a deep exhale, so relieved to have the stress of the move over with. Finally I can focus on Charlie and all the things I want to do to that tight little body of hers. Just the thought causes my groin to tighten.
Fuck me.
Charlie cannot get here quick enough.
Chapter Ten
Charlie
“I finally enrolled in school today.” I trace my fingers along Paxton’s defined ab muscles, my head resting on his chest.
“Oh yeah.” I can feel him look down at me but I make no attempt to move from my current position.
“Yeah. Only took me how long?” I sigh, not at all looking forward to going back.
“You deserved to have a break. You don’t have that long left anyway do you?” He asks, his fingers tracing gently through my thick hair.
“Three semesters.” I confirm. “Thank god.”
“I thought you liked school?”
“I did at first. I don’t know. I guess I just got burnt out.”
“That happens.” He drops a kiss to the top of my head. “What’s your schedule look like?”
“Worried you won’t see me?” I tease.
“Fuck yeah I am.” His statement causes me to look up, my gaze meeting the bright green of his eyes almost instantly.
Shifting to the right, I roll my body onto his and settle on top of him, my face hovering just inches above his.
“Paxton Stewart.” I lean forward, laying a gentle kiss to his lips before pulling back. “If I didn’t know any better I’d say you’re starting to like me.” I tease.
“I more than fucking like you.” His hands grip my hips tightly as he grinds his erection upward against my stomach. “I crave you.” He whispers, sucking my bottom lip into his mouth.
“Well you don’t have anything to worry about.” I pull back, trying not to get distracted by his advances.
As much as I want to once again lose myself to his body, I’m not sure my own body could take it right now. Spending the entire night in the arms of a man like Paxton will really push a girl to her limits. In a good way of course.
“I was able to squeeze all of my classes into three days a week. Monday, Tuesday and Thursday. Which means…”
“Wednesday, Friday, Saturday and Sunday you are all mine.” He interrupts, seconds later nipping at the base of throat gently with his teeth.
“How about you get Wednesday and Sunday? I have a social life to maintain you know.” I tease, trying to keep my breathing even as he trails kisses down my neck.
“How about no.” He growls.
“How about yes.” I playfully argue.
Paxton shifts under my weight, moving so quickly that by the time I even register his movements, my body is already pinned beneath him.
Caging my hands in his, he pins my arms above my head.
“How about I just keep you locked up here and never let you leave.” He pants, grazing his lips lightly against mine.
“That I think I can live with.” I give him a wide grin when he pulls back and hits me with excited eyes.
“Fuck yes.” His smile widens as he speaks, just seconds before his lips are on mine again.
This time the playful nature is gone. He kisses me deeply, his tongue colliding with mine with so much need that I all but melt beneath him. Paxton has a way of commanding my body, of owning it. When in his hands it’s no longer mine to control, but his.