Chapter 1
Nikki
“Right there…right there…who’s your daddy?” Rocky hissed breathlessly while I ran my tongue along the tip of his cock, swallowing all his delicious juices. It had been our morning ritual lately, blow jobs before breakfast. It was quick and Rocky didn’t last long, which only meant that I gave great head – obviously.
I pulled his boxers up, satisfied with myself for getting that done in less than two minutes. Now I had peace and quiet for the next half hour before we had to pack and head back home to the city. The Hamptons was a great place to relax, but I missed the pressure of work. I missed bossing people around and telling people to shove their million-dollar lawsuits up their asses. But I never called myself a workaholic. I wasn’t Charlie.
If there was one word to describe Charlie it would be determined. Most of the time (and I emphasize MOST of the time) she knew what she wanted and was unstoppable. In college, she would cram in studying every second of the day she had free, which worked to my advantage because, let’s face it, I was too busy up to my ears full of Rocky’s jizz to be cramming like her, which explains why I’m a mom to a six-year-old at the ripe old age of twenty-six.
She aced college, graduated almost top of the class, and without her we wouldn’t be Mason & Romano. She was steadfast and knew exactly how to make our firm a success. To add to that, the woman was a fucking goddess. She would walk down the street and you could see guys, strangers, walk past her with their dicks practically saluting her.
The only area she couldn’t get right was her love life. I mean failure of epic proportions. She dated randomly throughout college but something or someone always held her back. I didn’t push, I wasn’t that type of person but I did work hard to organize blind dates with the hottest guys in college. I mean the ones that if Rocky wasn’t my husband, I would have rode them faster than a rollercoaster at Disney World. The point is that no one piqued her interest until Julian Baker came along.
There is no question that he is Mr. Perfect, kinda scary because really there is no such thing. Everyone has a flaw, but with Julian, it was impossible to find it. When Charlie announced they were engaged, I was in shock because they had only been together six months. He was handsome so their babies would have made the Beckham kids look ugly, but she was still my best friend and something didn’t feel right.
That was just the tip of the iceberg, until that beautiful jerk walked back into Charlie’s life. I knew who Lex Edwards was. Rocky rambled on about him every time he was on page six. In my lifetime, I never would have figured out it was the same man – THE Alex who Charlie would scream out for in her sleep. Her waking up drenched in a cold sweat with tears streaming down her face was exhausting that first six months we lived together. When I pieced the puzzle together, I realized there was more to this story than Charlie let on.
Lex irked me, rubbed me up the wrong way. Not the way I normally would like to be rubbed up, but hey, the man was obscenely gorgeous. He had some hold over Charlie and without a shadow of a doubt, every time he was near her, her vagina celebrated like it won the Super Bowl. Bottom line is I loathed him. My best friend was fucked up royally over what he did to her and you always gotta have your girl’s back when the going gets tough. The thing is, I saw a change in him over the weekend. He wasn’t the man I thought he was. OK, yeah, I was becoming a soft bitch, but he revealed himself this weekend and I no longer saw him as the man who was splashed all over the tabloids. I saw a man who fell in love with a girl and did what he thought was right by everyone. Just because I saw this other side of him didn’t mean I lightened up, I was still a bitch – a hot bitch who gave the best head to her husband.
I rolled over to my side and checked my cell quickly before hopping into the shower. In thirty minutes I was dressed, packed and ready to pick up Will from next door. I knew it would be a shit fight; Will hated leaving his friends, so I decided to grab a quick cup of coffee from the kitchen so I could muster the energy to deal with his impending tantrum.
I found Rocky pacing up and down the kitchen clearly upset about something. “Babe, what’s wrong?” I asked as I poured myself that much needed cup of coffee. He threw me the paper, my eyes darting to the article he pointed to. My heart sank because I knew half of it was bullshit, but Charlie wouldn’t believe that. The house was quiet which I knew wouldn’t last once word got out. “Where is she?” I asked.
“She drove back to the city, asked me to get her car back.” He looked worried. He always had a soft spot for her. He treated her like a sister and I loved him even more for it. I paced up and down the kitchen, mirroring Rocky.