***MaxI can't wait any longer, I missed her and need her. Every man in this bar is looking at her, and I can't stand it. I come across a door in the back and try the handle. It's open. Pulling Rae in front of me I shove her in before looking back and forth to make sure nobody sees us. Turning around, Rae jumps in my arms, her mouth on mine. The taste of beer takes over my mouth, the smell of her intoxicating on its own. I push her against a shelf full of alcohol. Her arms wrap around my neck, and I kiss her chest. Feeling her sweaty warm skin beneath my lips, my fingers dig into her ass cheeks. My dick strains against my pants wanting to be reunited with Rae now.Her hands cup my cheeks, her teeth nipping my tongue before taking my world hostage with one kiss. A growl vibrates through my chest. When I'm with Rae it's like our bodies talk their own language. My hands have a mind of their own, feeling and touching her all over. Her thighs thick and firm, her stomach tight and sex
"You guys have the whole club looking for you," she informs. "What did you do?" she giggles, looking between us both. I glance at Max who is looking at me with a serious face. "Anyways, I'm calling a cab home, you coming?" "Get in, you're not calling a cab. I'll take you home," Max's voice is hard, and sexy. "Okay," Quinn responds, no fight in her voice. She opens the back door, and climbs in. Reluctantly I climb off his lap and over to my side of the truck, but he refuses to let go of my hand. His fingers interlocking between mine he makes it clear he's not letting go.My palm is sweaty, my fingers aching from his large palm taking mine captive but I wouldn't let go if I had to.We drive in silence to my place. Every now and then Max looks at me with an unreadable look. The tension in the truck so thick I can feel it on my shoulders.He pulls up to our place and Quinn gets out. "Thanks for the ride," she says before heading to our door, leaving us alone for a minute.
"Oh, by the way, I need you to cover my shift for the week," I inform Quinn, almost forgetting to tell her. Her head whips my way in a state of alarm before her eyes narrow in on me."Girl," she points at me. "You owe me!"In my room I go through my things deciding what to pack for the week. I hope they have a washer because I don't know that I have enough decent clothes for an entire week. I rummage through my drawers and find some light pink lacy lingerie, and of course bright green. I grab both, shoving them in a suitcase Quinn let me borrow. After packing I shower, making sure to shave everywhere. My heart is beating harder with every passing hour knowing Max will be here tomorrow to pick me up and whisk me away.***MaxPulling up to Rae's house I turn the truck off and sit there. My hands gripping the steering wheel. This is as fucking real as it gets and I'm terrified. But the way I feel when I'm around Rae makes me fearless, she sets my soul on fire and my pursuit for
I began to sweat, the reality of what I got myself into weighing heavy."Here we are," Max mutters under his breath. He's leaning over looking out the windshield. "It's beautiful," I whisper. It's very romantic and simple. He looks my way, his eyes narrowing."Don't be nervous, you'll do great.""I'm not nervous," I lie. He scoffs, and I eye him."I know you, and you're nervous. Look, just stay away from Uncle Bernie, he's handsy. Grandma Agatha is brutally honest so I would keep away from her if your feelings are easily hurt," he informs, giving me tips to survive his family for the week.I nod, looking out the window. I know he's trying to help, but I'll never remember those people."Other than that, I'm not sure who all is coming. There's over one hundred people invited," he continues. I think I just threw up in my mouth; that is a lot of people. I hate weddings. Why am I here? Why am I doing this to myself? The questions assault me like nunchucks to the heart.
Rae sits on the couch, her fingers trailing through her hair frantically."Fuck him, you'll be fine," I finally address the elephant in the room. Her brown eyes cut to mine, a true smile pulling at her plush lips. I step over to her, and kneel. Grabbing her chin, I force her head up, if I have to tear the confidence out of her I will."You have me by your side, and if he comes near you I will drop that motherfucker," I continue, and she laughs, her eyes watering."I'm fine. It's just... a shock is all," she admits, her forehead wrinkled as she tries to make sense of it all. "I get that," I whisper, taking her fingers in mine. She looks down at them and the way her body swells with my touch makes me want to lay her out and fuck her torment right out of her. But I'm not a prick, I know right now is not the time."I'm going to use the bathroom," she informs, standing. She makes her way into the small room, her ass swaying as she does so.Falling back on the couch, I groan.
"You know, you're not what I expected," she says with a tone that catches my attention. "Oh yeah?" I reply."Yeah, Max normally goes after girls who look, well, like me," she shrugs, her long fake lashes reach her brows. My mouth gapes open, my eyes widening at her statement. "Well, I guess he just got tired of the same old thing," I clip and that fake smile she was blasting across her tanned face falls."Excuse me?" she gasps."Renee, I could use your help in the kitchen, dear," Becca suddenly interrupts, taking her by the arm.Renee looks over her shoulder, her bitch face firmly in place.Macy walks up to me, watching her mom escort Renee out of the room. "Don't mind her, she's had a thing for Max since we were kids," she informs. "She's been trying to become a doctor for a while now, so to hear how you're a doctor and Max's girlfriend I'm sure she's just jealous." "Doctor?" I ask, confused why she thinks I'm a doctor. She glances at me. "Yeah, Mom said you were
***MaxI didn't get to the room until late last night and Rae was already asleep. I thought about what I wanted to say to her the whole time I was helping my mom and sister with setting chairs and tables. Then they got into an argument about placement. I just sat back and drank a beer until they figured it out.I was going to tell Rae yesterday I wanted the next step in whatever the hell we were doing. At least I think I was until Uncle Henry came knocking on the damn door.Maybe I should tell her this morning?"Is this okay?" Rae asks, twirling in a light white sundress. "Babe, it's just breakfast," I remind her. I don't know why she's so freaked out having breakfast with everyone. Nobody is even going to pay attention to us."I know it is, but I want to look nice," she mutters, slipping on some brown wedges. I stand up and walk over to her. Grabbing her by the waist I twirl the lock of hair that escaped her messy ponytail. "You've been in that bathroom for fifte
"Can we talk?" Jacob asks, just above my shoulder.I look at Max who has an unreadable expression on his face."Sure," I growl, throwing my napkin on the plate.Max grabs my wrist halting me."You don't have anything sharp on you, do you?"I look at him confused before realizing he's nervous I might commit murder."Not that I would judge you, but you know... it's my sister's wedding," he winks, and I silently laugh.Just outside the dining room I come face to face with Jacob. He's staring at me with wide eyes, and my hands are balled into fists. "Why are you here?" he asks, his tone much softer than what I'm feeling inside. I'm angry, and hurt. Things I wanted to say to his face after our wedding on the tip of my tongue. Things I wanted to do to him raging in the palm of my hands.He turns, his hands running through his hair frustrated."Are you with Max?" he finally asks, turning to face me once again."Yes I am! So what?" I yell, not caring if everyone hears me