His lips brushed my ear. “Wrap your arms around me, Blaze.”
I turned around and nestled my body into his. His strong arms reached around my back. “Thank you for saving me.”
“Thank you for lettin’ me. I don’t like sharin’ either, darlin’.”
Chapter 17
Conner
Things with Amy didn’t get any better after that night. Heather called me right after I dropped Amy at her car and after the drama it caused, I just wanted to get the whole nightmare over with. Ty was a walking time bomb, but I refused to tell him what I was doing. I needed to get this girl to talk to me, instead of just trying to fuck my brains out.
I decided to go another route and take the girl somewhere without a bed. To avoid seeing Brina and having her fill Heather in on who I really was, I thought it’d be best to take her to the next town over. I picked Heather up at her house, which was cool since I now knew where she lived. Right away she started rubbing all over my pant leg. “I’m so glad you called.”
“Me too. Do you like Italian?”
She started playing with her phone as I drove out of her development. “Yeah, I dated this guy that was obsessed with it, but it’s fine.”
“I guess I should have asked if you were seein’ anyone.”
“No, it’s been over for a long time. I thought we were going to reconnect, but he turned out to be a liar.”
I needed to keep this conversation going. “Was it a serious relationship?”
“Let’s just say we had different opinions on the term serious. I wanted to be his girlfriend and he just wanted someone to cheat on his girlfriend with.”
“Sounds like a real asshole.” Saying that made me smile. I kind of pictured Ty listening like I was wearing a wire. It would have been kick ass to see his reaction. “Do you ever run into him. I hate towns that are small like this.”
She was still looking down at her phone texting. “I saw him a while back. If I never saw him again it would be too soon. How about you? Do you have someone special at home? You’re not married are you?”
“No, not married. I have a complicated relationship with someone, but it’s nothin’ serious. She’s married to a real asshole who treats her terrible.”
“So, do you still see her?” She immediately was interested in the conversation.
“Please don’t think bad of me for wanting to hook up with someone who was married. I didn’t mean for it to happen.” This was working out better than I thought. I was baiting the bitch.
“No, never. Sometimes you can’t help who you fall in love with.”
“Yeah. It doesn’t matter anyway. I’m here and she’s there.” I grabbed her thigh and squeezed. “Besides, I am thinkin’ there are other possibilities out there.”
She smiled and looked me in the eye. I winked at her and made her blush.
When we finally got to the restaurant she had told me all about her mother and her brother, but no more about her ex. I knew I couldn’t just find it out without being obvious and that it was going to take time. I just hated that I was doing it at all.
I’d never cared about a girl like I cared about Amy and it hurt me to think that she was picturing me with someone else. I also hated that she was stuck living with that asshole.
Heather and I had a nice meal and continued to talk about many things. I talked about my family, but left out the details of who they were and where they lived. We talked about college, which I lied about attending. She talked about her and her roommate hooking up and I have to admit that was kind of a hot dinner topic. What guy doesn’t want to hear about two chicks getting freaky? One sure fire way to not have sex with a chick was to get her too drunk to function. In the past I had hated when a girl got too drunk to fuck, but in this case, I found it to be a resource.
I dropped Heather off, hoping to get a look inside of her house and get her to spill about Ty, but her mother pulled up from working at the hospital and left me standing on the front sidewalk with nothing but a goodnight wave.
She drunk text me as I was driving home, but I’d already failed at getting what I needed, so I just ignored her. I was getting closer and she was trusting me. I need to figure the shit out soon.
I’d gotten in the habit of memorizing Rick’s schedule, so I knew when I could text Amy. We’d been talking more on a friend level and even though I wanted her more every day, it never got to the point where she gave me the go-ahead.
What are you doing? – C
Reading a book – A
Is it about how to leave your husband and be with a real man? – C
You wish – A
I do! How was your day? – C