ALEXA
I WAKE UP to find myself alone in a king-sized bed. Sitting up, I allow the covers to fall to my waist. I look around the room to see a wall made of windows to my right. The ck curtains have been pulled back to allow the sunlight to enter the room. It’srge with a single dresser to the left, and a TV hangs on the wall across from me. The floor is white marble with a ck diamond design. It’s all very ssy, but it’s what I expected from a King.
Pushing the ck covers off me, I stand, the room swaying a little from all the alcohol I consumedst night. I should have stopped long before we left. I spot my cell phone on the floor by my bra and underwear. Picking it up, I see I have two messages. The first one is from Mitch.
CUNT: It was nice seeing youst night. Let’s have dinner this week.
I know I had a lot to drink, but does he not remember what happened? That he thought I was there with Cross? I hope the motherfucker saw me leave with him. But I can’t get that lucky.
Ignoring it, I open the second one. It’s from Jasmine.
Jasmine: Meeting the girls for breakfast. Seven o’clock at Empire in Kingdom.
Looking at the clock, I see it’s six thirty. God, why the fuck am I up so early? I wanted to sleep in …
A door to the right opens, and I jump back, cing my hands over my tits and pussy to try to shield what little I can. Cross stands there in the doorway dressed in a in, long-sleeved white T-shirt and blue jeans withbat boots. He’s got his dark hair spiked and the sleeves rolled up, exposing his tatted arms.
My thighs tighten as I stand here butt fucking naked in the middle of his room. “I, uh …” I stop talking when he pushes off the doorway and starts walking to me.
Hees to a stop before me, his green eyes sweep over my very exposed body, and a rush of guilt runs through me fromst night. He said he had promised Grave that he wouldn’t sleep with me. I practically jumped him.
“Good morning,” he says roughly, making goose bumps cover my exposed skin, and my nipples instantly harden.
“Morning,” I whisper, lowering my eyes to the floor.
He ces his finger under my chin and lifts it to where I have to look up at him. “I have to get to work, but stay as long as you want.” Then he leans forward and gently kisses my lips.
I keep them closed, not kissing him back. I haven’t had the chance to brush my teeth like him. I can taste the lingering alcohol on my own breath, and that alone makes me want to vomit.
He pulls away and lets go of my chin, slowly running his knuckles down my neck and over my chest bone. My breathing picks up. His eyes follow his touch and then lift to meet mine. “I put my number in your phone. Text meter.” With that, he pulls back and exits the room, leaving me alone to catch my breath.Còntens bel0ngs to N?(v)elDr/a/ma.Org
I rush to his bathroom and find a toothbrush on his counter, not even bothering to wonder why he has an extra one still in the package. Total yboy move, but whatever. At least he’s considerate of his one-night stands.
Once done, I bend over, throw my hair up into a messy ponytail and then use the restroom before getting dressed in the clothes I worest night. I don’t even have time for a whore’s bath. This’ll have to do until I can get home and soak in the tub.
Making my way to the twentieth floor, I enter Empire at a quarter till seven to see April and Jasmine already seated. “Hey,dies.” I scoot into the booth with a smile. They both sit across from me. April looks like her glowing self. She has her dark purple hair down and her makeup done. Her lips match her hair, and her winged ck eyeliner is on thick.
Jasmine looks rough. “Have you been home?” I ask.
Jasmine has her face covered with a big pair of white Versace sunsses, and her red hair is up in a messy bun. Well, kind of. It’s so short that a lot of pieces have fallen to frame her face. Pretty sure she still has her makeup on fromst night just like me.
“No.” She sighs. “I left the moment I got to their housest night.” She points at April sitting next to her.
“I was wondering where you were this morning,” April says. “I went into the room, and there was a piece of paper on the bed, but nothing had been written on it.”
“Shit. I could have sworn I left you a note.” Jasmine shrugs. “Must have imagined it.”
“Where did you go?” I wonder.
“I climbed out the window and had someone pick me up,” Jasmine answers vaguely.
“You what?” Aprilughs. “You climbed out the window? Why didn’t you just use the front door?”
“It was fine. Felt like I was fifteen again.” Jasmine sips her coffee.
“How do you feel?” I ask, looking her over.
She pushes her sses to the top of her head, and sure enough, her once wless makeup is smeared under her eyes. It looks like she has been crying, but that could just be the result of a good fucking. “Like I’m seventy and just had back surgery,” she says matter-of-factly. “My pussy is still feeling the aftershocks of the 9. 5 dick that pounded itst night.”
We bothugh. “Hey, before Emilee and Haven get here, I need to tell you guys something, but you have to keep it a secret.” My eyes dart around the restaurant to make sure the girls haven’t arrived yet.
“With my life.” Jasmine pretends to slit her throat, showing hermitment to keeping my secrets.
April chuckles at her but nods. “Of course.”
I can trust both of them. I’m not so sure about Haven and Emilee, though. They’re both married, and I’m not sure how much they tell their husbands. “I slept with Crossst night.”
“What?” April gasps, her ice blue eyes wide.
“I knew that was going to happen.” Jasmine waves it off. “I wouldn’t be surprised if you guys did it in his car before you even left.”
“I waited until we got back here.” Iugh.
“Why is that a secret?” April asks, looking confused all of a sudden.
“I guess Grave told him I was off-limits.” I shrug, having problems remembering everything that was saidst night. At one point, I was hammered. The other part, I was exhausted. “Not sure why or what that meant. But he made Cross promise not to touch me at Titan and Emilee’s wedding.”
April frowns, tilting her head.
I can’t keep secrets from her. I understand that I told Cross I can, but I didn’t know it was going to involve April. I’m not sure what I was thinking about who he wanted to keep it from, but I have to tell her.
“But why?” she asks again. “That doesn’t make sense.”
“Because you and I are friends,” I answer.
She sighs, running a hand through her hair. “Grave has been … fragile ever since he got out of rehab.”
“What do you mean by fragile?” Jasmine asks before shoving a piece of toast into her mouth.
“Just overprotective, I guess is the right word.”
“Well, you’re pregnant with his child. What do you expect?” Jasmine adds.
“Please don’t tell him,” I add quickly. “I don’t want it to put a strain on his rtionship with Cross.” I don’t know Grave well enough to know how he would react to this news. And it’s not like I n on doing it again. It was just a one-night stand-multiple times. They, however, see each other every day. They’re not only best friends but also business partners.
“Of course not.” She shakes her head. “Your secret is safe with me.”
“You know my lips are sealed.” Jasmine nods. “Unless it’s for a dick. Then they’re pretty open.”
We bothugh at her.
“So how was it?” April asks, wiggling her dark eyebrows.
“Let’s just say I was extremely drunk, but it was very memorable.”
“n on making it a casual thing?” she digs.
“No.” I throw up both of my hands. “It was a one-time thing.”
“Sure, it was.” Jasmine nods her head once. “I bet you let him hit it again tonight.”
I snort, but the truth is I wouldn’t turn him down if he called. Good dick is hard to find these days.
A cell rings, and April pulls hers out of her purse. Looking at it, she sighs. “I need to take this. It’s my brother.”
Jasmine stands to let April out and sits back down when she walks out of the restaurant. Sitting back down, she lifts her empty cup of coffee, begging anyone toe by and refill it. “I need a truck full of this shit today.”