A Heart for Rebel (18 page)

“Yes, thank you,”
Annie said.

“What are friends
for,” she said. She gave us a tour of the place and gave me one of the rooms
that had a balcony. I pictured me and Wyatt sitting out here snuggling as we
watched the sunset.

“This room has the
most breathtaking sunrises and sunsets. You and Wyatt will have total privacy
and vast amounts of quiet time to abandon your inhibitions. Plenty of orgasms
are bound to happen in this room. Now, if you want to go to a craft store and
pick you up some supplies, you might be able to capture them,” she said with a
smirk. That is why she is the bestest friend in the whole world and why I love
her. Annie took one of the downstairs room.

“I prefer to not to
hear any of the moaning and groaning from all the copulating that will be
taking place in the upstairs bedrooms,” Annie stated. Marissa looked at me and
we all busted up laughing.

“Annie, we need to
find you a man,” Marissa said.

“Hmmm…perhaps,”
Annie replied.

“Sounds like a good
plan, but what about the guys?”

“I believe there is
a car in the garage. Ty told me on the plane that he and Wyatt were heading to
the convention center to check out their booth. I think they have to register
and set up the booth.”

“Yeah, that’s what
we usually do,” Annie said.

“Well, will they
need you there, Annie or can you come along with us?” I asked.

“I think I could
tag alone,” she replied.

“Alright then,
let’s go look for a craft store, a pet store and then we can hit the mall for
some bathing suits. We can pick up a lot of what nots,” she said.

“What nots?” I
asked.

“Rebel, I need to
school you on being a girl. What nots are essential for every woman. It
consists of slutty evening wear, fuck me shoes, sinful undergarments and
make-up,” she said while shrugging her shoulder as if saying, “Duh, you should
seriously know these things.” The three of us told the guys what we were going
to do and thankfully they were fine with it. Wyatt said they would be gone for
the rest of the day checking out and setting up the venue, but would take us
all out for a night on the town.

W
E FOUND A Michael’s where I purchased several
canvases in different sizes that I would be able to ship back home along with
paints and brushes. We hit the mall next and we bought several bikinis and a
shit load of clothes for any event. Marissa had a dazed look on her face, it’s
the same one she gets every time she goes shopping. Shiver and moan, “Yes, yes.
Oh god, yes!” We hit the pet store on our way home where I purchased puppy
food, bowls and toys for my little man, Blue.

We head back to the
beach house and decide to stay in the rest of the day until our night on the
town with the guys. I headed to the room that was assigned to me and walked in.
My phone is on the bed beeping crazily. I grab it and look to see I have a new
text from Wyatt. I open and read what he wrote.

“I’ll never forget
the first time I saw you. Never have I ever wanted someone as bad as I wanted
you. Fuck I still want you. You, Rebel are unforgettable. See you soon, pretty
girl.”

God, he is so sweet
and I can’t help, but fall in love with him again.

W
YATT TOOK US to this bar and grill called, Amnesia
off of Biscayne Boulevard. Annie had her short hair in spikes with pink tint
throughout. She looked like an adorable little pixie with her button nose and
light brown eyes. Her dress fit her to perfection. It was a tight strapless
black dress that fell mid-thigh. She coupled it with light make-up and pink
fuck me shoes. Marissa looked like an exotic temptress in a halter style red
dress that showed off lots of cleavage. Ty, was unable to tear his eyes off
her. I had on a blue backless dress that dipped real low. I thought Wyatt was
going to have a heart attack when he saw me walk down the stairs. His breathing
was harsh.

He grabbed me by
the waist and pulled me tight to him and whispered in my ear, “Fuck, Rebel I’m
going to have a raging hard-on all night, maybe we should stay here and have
you take care of my cock.” His words instantly made all my parts quiver and the
idea of staying home with and fucking each other’s brains out sounded like a
really good plan. A really good plan. I looked deeply into his eyes and winked
at him eliciting a groan from him. He slapped me on the ass and said, “Let’s
get out of here before I carry you upstairs and have my wicked perverted way
with you.”

A
MNESIA IS NOT what I expected a bar and grill to
look like. I was expecting a hole in the wall dive, instead it is a cozy,
unpretentious red lit beer/wine bar with twenty five West Coast taps and a
great selection of potent Belgian beers. It’s a little neighborhood bar that
has great live entertainment. We all pile in to a big booth and the guys
immediately want a beer. The girls and I offer to get them their first round. We
make our way towards the bar and we signal the bartender. Mari orders a fruity
drink called Platinum Passion and Annie ordered the ultimate margarita. I
ordered the beers for the boys and a bottled water. As we waited for our order
to be filled Annie gets close to me and whispers, “He can’t take his eyes off
you.”

“Who?” I asked
perplexed.

“Wyatt, silly. You
are so getting lucky tonight.”

I giggle and reply
saucily, “I get lucky every night.”

Annie looked at me
and said, “Damn, I wish I was that lucky. I’ve been in a major dry spell.”
Marissa leans into us and whispers, “Annie, you look hot tonight and you have a
blond hottie checking you out. He is heading our way.” I look at Annie and
wink. She casually turns around and looks at the guy who is making his way in
our direction. She turns around quickly and looks at Mari and me and mouths,
“Oh my god!” The guy finally makes it to the bar and leans on it with his
elbows resting on the wood. He’s casually pretending he’s not checking Annie out.
Annie was cool acting nonchalant as if she didn’t notice him at all. I was
impressed because his stare must’ve been burning a hole in her head. Smoothly,
Mr. hottie leaned over, cleared his throat and said, “Good evening ladies, I’m
Matt. Can I buy you ladies a drink?” Annie looked like a deer caught in the
headlights in the middle of a dark isolated road. I stuck my hand out and said,
“Hi, I’m Rebel, the tall brunette is Marissa and this beautiful pixie of a girl
is Annie.”

He whispered,
“Annie,” as if savoring her name. The three of us sighed at how husky and sexy
his voiced sounded saying Annie’s name.

“Is there a problem
here?” Wyatt’s dark rumbly voice broke our swoon over Matt.

“Wyatt, this is
Matt. He came over to meet Annie. Matt this is my boyfriend, Wyatt,” I said by
way of introduction. Matt, stuck his hand out and said, “Nice to meet you.” Wyatt
eyed is hand before shaking it, “likewise.” Wyatt grabbed the drinks off the
bar, which I hadn’t noticed. He paid the bar tender and looked at us, “Ladies,
let’s head back to our table.” I grabbed his shirt and pulled him down to me so
I could whisper in his ear, “Invite Matt to join us. He’s in to Annie. He
groaned, but turned to Matt and said, “Matt, would you like to join us at our
table?”

Matt looked at
Annie. He winked at smiled at her and said, “I thought you’d never ask.” As we
walked back to our table I couldn’t keep my eyes off Wyatt. He had the most
tantalizing butt. His protective and jealous mode had me turned on. I’ve never
thought I would find that side of anyone an attractive quality, not that I
would’ve known before Wyatt. I never dated much in the past, but coming from
him was a major turn on.

C
ONTROL FREAKS, A local indie band was playing some
amazing cover songs. We all hit the dance floor and rocked the house. We
rocked. We swayed to the beat along with every patron that was on the dance
floor. It was an unforgettable night. I will forever remember every undulation
on the dance floor, every scream, every solo, every laugh and tear, and every
shout for encores. But most of all I will always remember how perfect, how safe
and how right it felt to be in Wyatt’s arms. It wasn’t until he headed back to
the beach house that I noticed Annie wasn’t with us. I hope this guy does right
by her.