“What did you guys think? Crazy, right?” Katie’s voice woke me up, and I froze as I realized that my c**k was still nestled next to Meg’s ass and my hands were caressing her naked br**sts.
“Yeah, that was crazy,” I mumbled and shook Meg to wake her up.
“Huh?” Meg sounded sleepy, and I grinned as I felt her hand reach back to hold my cock.
“Katie was just saying how crazy the movie was.”
“Oh.” Meg’s hand froze on my cock, and I could hear the shock in her voice. She must have fallen asleep as well and forgotten where we were.
“That will teach them, right? Imagine sleeping with your son’s fiancée?” Katie sounded shocked. “That’s even worse than sleeping with your best friend’s girl.”
“Let’s go to bed now.” Brandon sounded gruff as he jumped up. “I’m tired. I’m sure we can all dissect the movie in the morning.”
“I guess.” Katie sounded a bit annoyed at having been cut off, but I was glad that they were leaving the room. There was no way that I wanted to have to get my c**k back in my pants and pull up Meg’s bra in front of them. “Night, you two. So glad you’ve come to stay while you look for a place.”
“Thanks for having us,” I said, hoping they would leave soon. I could feel my c**k hardening again and I wasn’t sure I’d be able to stop myself from entering Meg’s pu**y as she was rubbing back against me. I watched as Brandon and Katie left the room before I turned Meg around to face me. “What were you just doing? I nearly took you right there and then,” I groaned at her as she pushed her br**sts against my chest.
“Why didn’t you?” She giggled and leaned forward to kiss me.
Her tongue slipped into my mouth and I pulled her towards me. I rolled onto my back, and she positioned herself on top of me. She grabbed ahold of my c**k and was about to guide it into her pu**y when Brandon walked back into the room.
“Uh, sorry.” His voice sounded awkward. “I just came to get a nightcap.”
“Get out of here, Hastings,” I growled, and he laughed.
“Now that reminds me of old times.” He laughed again and hurried out of the room.
I shook my head at his comment. What was I doing? Making love to my girlfriend on my best friend’s couch. I was about to get up when Meg started riding me slowly, and I groaned. I couldn’t stop myself. When I was with Meg, time and place didn’t matter. I just needed to be with her, in her, making her feel as good as she made me feel. I couldn’t stop her and I didn’t want to. Especially not now. Not knowing that this might be one of the last times we ever made love.
Chapter 7
Brandon
“So what’s the plan?” I asked Greyson as we sat in my home office. “Your girlfriend is off looking for Nancy, and by the looks of it, she’ll find her.”
“Don’t you want her to find her?” Greyson looked at me seriously, and I sighed.
“Of course I want her to find her.” I grabbed a bottle of water off the desk and took a swig. “I want to know that she’s okay.”
“She’s a good kid,” Greyson continued. “She was shy, timid… Very different from Maria.”
“I see.” My heart froze as he spoke.
“I don’t think she knows everything.”
“Are you sure?”
“No.” He stood up and walked to the window. “I’m not sure of anything right now.”
“Katie told me that Meg told her that Nancy and David came to the club to get revenge on us for what happened to Maria. They blamed us for Maria’s death.”
“Yeah.” He turned to look at me and nodded. “They did.”
“So are we sure that it’s not them?” I jumped up. “Are we sure that that’s not their motivation?”
“It seems more personal than that.” He shook his head. “Don’t you think?”
“I don’t know how—”
“I don’t trust Patsy,” He said, cutting me off. “I don’t know what she may have done or said.”
“But she loves you. She wouldn’t harm you.”
“I don’t know. Ever since Meg came into my life, she’s been different.” He sighed. “I can’t put my finger on it, but it’s like some switch has been flipped.”
“She always was a bit of a funny one.”
“She always seemed loyal though.” He frowned. “She went crazy when she saw you the other day. I think she thinks you’re bad news.”
“Who can blame her?” I chuckled, though my insides were burning up.
“Yeah, I do wonder if she’s the one sending the letters though. I know she and David are hooking up, so maybe it’s them. David seems like the sort that would leave a bullet on the table as a threat.”
“I don’t understand why she would want to hurt one of us that badly.” I turned around then and walked back to my desk. That was a lie. I knew why she would want to hurt me. I sighed as I thought back to that night so many years ago.
Her in my bed. Her on top of me, f**king me. Her screaming in pleasure as she came. Her turning on the light and seeing my face. I’d been so drunk that I hadn’t cared who I’d been f**king at the time. I’d seen her face though. I’d seen the look of surprise and then resignation. She’d known as well, but she hadn’t cared.
It would have been fine if Greyson hadn’t dumped her a few days later. I don’t think she would have hated me so much. I was pretty sure she thought I was the reason he’d dumped her, but I’d never told him. I mean, there is never a good time to tell your best friend you f**ked his girl, even if the girl wasn’t that special to him.
“I don’t know either,” he sighed. “Maybe seeing me happy with Meg made her realize she’s never going to have me, and then we know why David hates us.”
“Patsy knows the truth though.” I stared at him then with real fear in my eyes. “What if she tells David?”
“I don’t know.” Greyson’s eyes looked bleak, and I could see my worry reflected in his gaze.
“We need to find Nancy. We need to make sure she’s okay.” I ran my hands through my hair and tried to calm my beating heart. “Sorry, you’re going to have to excuse me. I need to go and think.”
“No worries. Oh, and Brandon.” He walked over to me and grabbed ahold of my shoulders. “Don’t worry. It’s going to be okay.”