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Chapter 23 - Xenia
BryantI bet both will have interesting work days. Her if anyone saw him dropping her off. Him if his dad finds out that he went to work at all.
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Man's Best Wingman Chapter 24 - Clay
Could I have driven her to work in my truck? Of course, I could have. But then, I wouldn’t have had the fun of weaving through traffic with her clinging to me. I don’t think it was a hard choice; any guy would have made the same choice. And it’s not like I needed the truck for hauling anything for work. I'm the foreman at the construction site I am scheduled to be at today, so I don’t need to bring more than myself. Driving my Harley clears my head, and I need a mind wipe. A lot happened these past few days, especially in the last twenty-four hours. Some people would probably say I shouldn’t go to work. To those people, I say fuck off. If I’m at work, my mind will be on the job and not all the shit that’s happened. If I stayed home, I’d overthink and do something stupid. The drive to her job, which I knew where to go because I read the company name over her left breast, was over too quickly. The only way I’d have been willing to stay home is if it was her. I’d been okay with skipping
Man's Best Wingman Chapter 25 - Xenia
That asshole! He did that on purpose! It's like last night all over again, except this time, the kiss doesn’t get to turn to me riding that monster in his jeans. And damn it, I don’t know what I’m angrier about. That he used a kiss to shut me up or that It didn’t end in sex. Both. Yeah, it’s both. Granted, I think my vagina needs more time to recover from last night. I sighed and shook my head, heading inside. I barely got to the door when Sara, Robyn, and Shiloh ambushed me. I yelped as they dragged me into the break room and surrounded me. “The hell?” I blinked as I looked at my co-workers. “That’s our question.” Sara countered. “Um.. what’s going on? I need to clock in and get to work.” I rolled my eyes as I tried to get around them. “Not until you dish, girl.” Shiloh shook their head, putting a slender arm out to block me. “Dish? What are you even talking about? Maybe we could move this along if you got to your point.” I sighed. I don’t care that these are my work friends. W
Man's Best Wingman Chapter 26 - Clay
I didn’t get to stick around the construction site long to talk with dad and Tio Kevin. I’d been there for maybe twenty minutes when the door was thrown open, and my annoyed mamãe stepped in, narrowing her eyes around the room till they landed on me. I was pushing thirty, yet I gulped and tried to sink into the chair, wishing I could become invisible like a little kid in trouble. “Clay Ares Nikolaidis!” I gulped again as she used my full name and stormed over to me. I winced, and my shoulders bunched as she grabbed me by the ear. “Not only did you sign yourself out of the hospital against the doctor’s recommendation, but you also didn’t think to call your worried parents to tell us. I barely slept a wink last night worried about you in that hospital.” Mamãe started scolding me. “I made you sonho de doce de leite and a thermos of coffee to bring you so you’d not have to suffer through hospital breakfast and coffee. And instead of finding my son, I am told he left not long after we we
Man's Best Wingman Chapter 27 -Xenia
I managed to go the rest of my shift without Robyn, Sara, and Shiloh asking too many personal questions. I say too many, but that doesn’t mean they still didn't ask questions. If they had a spare moment, they’d asked me a question or two, each trying to dig up some juicy gossip about Clay and me. I wasn’t giving them anything. All I did tell them was that we met at the park, walking our dogs. It’s not that I’m not dying to talk to someone about all this. I don’t feel close enough to my coworkers to tell them things. Especially since so much of this involves an ongoing criminal investigation of my neighbor possibly trying to drug me. I don’t know whom I could trust with that. That is why I’m dying to call my sisters. Ofelia and Amaya would lose their minds for multiple reasons. Ofelia would freak out about Trevor trying to drug me, while Amaya would force more on the Clay part. But between them, I know I’d at least get some insight into handling this. I decided I’d call them later and
Man's Best Wingman Chapter 28 - Clay
I should have waited to use the bathroom at my place. I shouldn’t have trusted Xenia’s apartment would be safe for her while I went into a bathroom that wasn’t even connected to her apartment. They share a wall, and it’s as thin as you’d expect. The minute I heard Trevor’s voice, I rushed out of the bathroom. I wasn’t letting him get away with this. The little prick, I mean that based on what my sister has said, is lucky to be alive. Because when Xenia kicked him back and grabbed him, I seriously considered snapping his neck. Walking in to see him pinning her to her bed like that made every drop of angry warrior Spartan blood, my grandpa Ares so proudly boasts about, boil. It would have been easy to kill him. I’m strong enough and know where to apply the pressure to do it. But the look on Xenia’s face was the only thing that stopped me. Ironic, I think I’m using that right, that he’s still breathing because the woman he was going to assault looked terrified of me, and I didn’t like i
Man's Best Wingman Chapter 29 - Xenia
I had been so nervous when I went into Mr. Durvo’s office to give my statement. He and his wife asked that I provide as much detail as possible and ways to prove the harassment. They wanted more than just my word so they could use it against Trevor, and even if he gets off by some impossible means for what he’s done in the last two days, they can get a restraining order for me. It was hard to think back to all the times in the last year he’s harassed me. And while I don’t have much proof, I told them our building has security cameras in the elevators, stairs, and at each end of the hallways. Mr. Durvo seemed happy to hear that and paused our conversation to call someone to talk to the building owner about getting tapes from the last year for review. I was suddenly very grateful that all Clay and I did in the elevator was make out. I didn’t need his aunt and uncle seeing more than that. He may have a casual and close enough relationship that he doesn’t care about discussing his sexual
Man's Best Wingman Chapter 30 - Clay
I don’t care that she didn’t know. She was going to represent that scum despite everything. She stood there and was willing to defend Trevor and act like he was better than Don. Her words and actions are all that keep her from having a relationship with Reese and getting to know her grandchildren. Why can’t she open her damn eyes and see that we know what’s best for us? I don’t understand why or how, but the Frost women always alienate their children. It’s like a blood curse from great-grandma Emma, who so quickly and coldly abandoned my grandfather and his brothers to be raised by Nana Hazel. At the same time, she carried on her carefree life running the Frost empire, having affairs around the world with married men, and making many enemies. My mother, Aunt Emma, and Aunt Arieannah have followed that pattern. They were putting themselves above all else. Aunt Emma left her son to be raised by her parents so she could keep being a shallow Hollywood cunt that denied even having a son f
Man's Best Wingman Chapter 31- Xenia
I need to get my head out of the clouds and keep my feet firmly on the ground. Making dinner together, eating on the terrace, and even enjoying what I imagine is some expensive wine is nice. It’s domestic and romantic, but that’s not us. We aren’t a couple. We don’t live together, so I shouldn’t feel all domestic about this situation. And Clay’s been honest that he doesn’t do relationships. I need to stop trying to picture a future with him. Staying here is temporary. This fantasy will be over as soon as I get a new place or can return to my apartment. I’ll go back to my life of not dating and only focusing on work and taking care of Tinkerbell. He’ll go back to his life of threesomes and one-night stands. We’ll forget all about each other, eventually. At least, that’s what I’m telling myself. My vagina, however, says there is no way she will let me forget Clay and his big dick. I can ignore her. Maybe I’ll buy one of those big dildos to shut her up with. My heart, however, thumped o
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