And then I saw Lucah sitting at his desk and waiting for me. That was all I needed to not feel so tired anymore. Amazing sex was better than coffee. Or maybe having amazing sex while drinking coffee.
Probably not. Sounded dangerous. Crotch burns didn’t sound fun.
“Oh, Miss Clarke, I just had a message for you,” he said, handing me a sticky note.
I’m f**king you in those heels tonight.
-Lucah
I tried to keep my face impassive as I read it and then folded it up and put it in my purse.
“Thank you for the message, Mr. Blaine. I will take that under consideration.”
“Have a good night, Miss Clarke.”
“You as well, Mr. Blaine.”
The minute I stepped off the elevator I had a text.
One hour.
I shook my head and typed a response.
One hour.
“Oh my God, I feel like I haven’t seen you in two years!” Sloane threw herself at me.
“Whoa, buddy. It’s only been 24 hours.” I hugged her back, which was hard because she was so tall.
“I know, but I felt like I was missing a part of myself. How’s work?”
“Oh, it’s . . . stressful. You?” I only had a short while to prepare for going to Lucah’s and I wanted to pick out the right underwear, but Sloane was top priority at the current moment.
She started talking about work and telling me about how the company that did a bunch of her sewing had gone out of business, so she’d had to hurry to find someone else and do new contracts and bills of lading and so forth.
“It’s been a complete nightmare. You have no idea. I’m running on no sleep and pure caffeine right now. Can you tell?” Just a little. Her eyes were wide and she was pale and frenzied.
“Uh, no. Not at all. Listen, we need to talk.” I led her over to the couch and sat down. Lucah was just going to have to wait. Chicks before dicks. I sent him a quick text saying that I was going to be a little late.
“I’m having a . . . nocturnal sexual relationship with Lucas. Lucah, actually. He wants me to call him that, for whatever reason. So that’s where I’m going tonight. And that’s where I was last night.” Sloane’s mouth dropped open and she smacked me across the shoulder.
“No f**king way! You dirty hussy! I have a whole new view of you now. Give me some love.” She held out her hand for a fist bump and I bumped my fist with hers.
“It’s a terrible idea. It’s probably the worst idea I’ve ever had, but for the first time in my life, being bad feels really good.” And I gave her a rundown of the previous evening, including the door sex and the s’mores and waking up next to Lucah.
“Aw, I’m getting jealous over here. It sounds so amazing. You really like him, don’t you?” I couldn’t lie to Sloane.
“I do. That’s the problem. I feel like I’m getting closer to him, but then there are these big holes and mysteries he’s hiding from me. I know all these intimate things about him, but then I don’t know if his parents are still alive, and he shuts me down any time I ask anything. It’s so frustrating.” I pulled my knees up and set my chin on them.
“Aw, hun. I’m sorry. You sure you want to go see him?” Sloane rubbed my shoulder.
“Yeah, I know it’s wrong but he makes me feel good. He makes me happy, and it’s not just because of the mind-blowing sex. Although that would be more than enough reason to go over.”
“Good?” She raised her eyebrows up and down.
“Very good.”
“That’s why you’re all glowy. It’s pretty disgusting.” I got up and gave her a hug.
“Thanks a lot. I’ve got to get ready.” She followed me to my bedroom and sat on my bed as I pulled off my work clothes and picked out a new outfit.
“I have another piece for you, if you want to wear it.” I had been going through my underwear drawer and I was having the same problem as I did last night, not finding anything that I wanted to show him.
“You do?”
Sloane nodded like a bobble head on crack and then dashed to her room and came back with a gold bra and panties with black designs that almost reminded me of Victorian wallpaper. Both pieces were absolutely beautiful.
“Put it on.” Sloane was bouncing up and down and I wished I could turn her down a few notches, so I put my hands on her shoulders and forced her to turn around so I could get dressed without her critical eye adjusting me before I even had my boobs in the bra.
I got everything in and where it was supposed to be and told her to turn around. She gave me the once over and poked and prodded and got everything the way she wanted it and then clapped her hands.
“Good girl. I think this one’s a winner. Now we’ll just have to see what the boy thinks.”
“You sure you’re okay with me leaving?”
“Um, if I was leaving you to go have fabulous sex with a hot guy, would you stop me?”
“You wouldn’t let me stop you,” I said as I pulled a tank top over my head and then a cropped short sleeve cover over it.
“Exactly.” Sloane handed me my jeans and I pulled them on, then jumped a few times to get my ass into them and make sure they were going to zip. It was almost period time for me, so I was a little fat this week.
“So go get it on. Work that booty.” She did a little booty shake with her nonexistent butt and I had no choice but to join her and we had an impromptu booty shaking dance party.
“Okay, I gotta go.” I shoved some fresh clothes in my bag and Sloane gave me a kiss on the cheek.
“Be dirty.” Oh, she had no idea.
“I told Sloane about us,” I said a few hours later as I rolled off Lucah. We were on the floor in the living room, not having made it to the bed. Per his request, I had the red heels on, even though they hadn’t gone with the gold and black set, but he didn’t seem to notice.
We both caught our breath and I moved onto my side and faced him, propping my head on my elbow.
“And?” He did the same, mirroring my position. “I thought we were keeping this on the down low.”
“Yeah, well, I can’t spend every night here and lie about where I am. It’s just not feasible for me to do that. She’s on your team, by the way, as long as I give her plenty of details. I really need to find her a man. You know anyone?”
“None that Sloane would want.” He got up and I stretched on the floor. I felt like he’d been giving me a better workout than the gym ever had. More fun, too.