The Suit (20 page)

“I need you right now,” I growl as I turn her to face the desk. My hands reach around and work the button of her jeans before I roughly jerk them down. “This is going to be hard,” I promise as I push her on the stack of papers, her hands reaching for the end of the desk to hold herself in place. After I unbutton my jeans I place the head of my cock at her entrance as I rub her perfect ass. Her hair is a mess from working and sweating in the heat all day; loose strands sticking to her skin. The back of her shirt is slightly moist with sweat. I love how beautiful she is when she’s not even trying.

“Tell me you want me,” I order as I run my length between her legs, teasing her wet folds.

“Please, Suit. I want you. Please,” she pants.

“Tell me you care,” I demand. I need to hear her acknowledge that she’s going just as crazy as I am. Yes, this will all end, but right now, I
need to know it kills her to think about it. That it kills her to think of me with another woman.

“I care. I don’t want to, but I do,” she whimpers, and that’s all I need. I plunge myself inside of her, relishing in her tightness as I drive into her over and over. My hands grasp her hips as I slam into her and she grips the desk to steady us. The ancient wood desk squeaks and creaks in protest with our movements as Edie’s moans get louder and louder. I slap her ass, hard, and it undoes her. She cries out as her body tightens, milking me of my own release and I pump her full.

She’s plastered to the desk, breathing heavily as I remain inside of her. Seeing her like this, freshly fucked and satisfied makes my dick twitch again. But my hand mark on her ass from where I slapped her ass cheek makes my chest swell.
Mine.

I gently pull out and button myself up before helping her stand and attempting to assist her in pulling her jeans up, which is difficult. It’s not easy pulling jeans over sweaty skin. When she’s completely dressed, I turn her to face me.

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you about Ainsley. But I swear to you, I haven’t been with her and I was going to end it next week.”

She strokes my face gently and smiles sadly. “Being with you has been the best thing ever, but the longer we go on, the harder it’s getting not to let my emotions get the best of me. But ev
en knowing that, I can’t stop.”

I lean my forehead against hers and breathe, “I know.”

“He placed third!” Edie practically sings when I answer the phone. I let out a triumphant holler and earn myself some nasty looks from the folks sitting around me in the restaurant I’m in.

“I knew he’d place, babe, that’s great!”

“I wish you could’ve been here, Suit,” she adds. “I feel like this was a win for both of us. You’ve really kept me going this last month.”

“It was all you, Edie. I wish I could’ve been there, too.” I hate that I had to miss it. I would have loved to have seen her face when Night Rider crossed the finish line. But I had to prepare for the Bar, because if I fail, it’ll be months before I can take it again.

“Are you ready for the—” She stops and I hear a male voice in the background asking her something.

“Just tell Joey and Nikki we’ll leave in two hours.” Edie replies to someone before speaking to me again. “Sorry.”

“Who was that?”

She pauses a moment and in a soft voice, says, “Dierk. He and Nikki came up for the race and to celebrate.”

I clench my teeth at the thought of that asshole being there with her when I’m not, but I bite my tongue. Since we hashed it out in the tack room, we’ve let the jealousy issue drop. We both know how the other feels, but we also understand we have to keep our shit together. “To celebrate? See, everyone knew Night Rider would win.”

“Not the race.” She pauses. “It’s my birthday.”

“Really?” I feel like a giant asshole. We never discussed birthdays. “I didn’t know, Edie. I’m so sorry.”

“I never told you. It’s okay.”

“This means I get to buy you a present.”

“Don’t you dare, Suit. I’m serious. No presents. Promise me.”

“Seriously? Why not?”

“Because, it would be…too much,” she answers softly and my heart sinks. She means it would be too serious. “Promise me.”

“I promise,” I grumble, displeased. 

“You ready for tomorrow?” She quickly changes the subject.

“Yeah. I think I’ll do okay. Just a little nervous.”

“You’ll do great,” she says, and I can hear she actually believes it.

“I know this is kind of last minute, but why don’t you come to New York with me? I mean, we can celebrate your birthda
y and me successfully bombing two interviews.”

“Uh…”

“Just for the weekend, Edie. Trish and Joey can handle things until we get back and I’ll pay for everything.”

“Okay,” she agrees hesitantly. “But I’ll pay for myself. Can I invite Nikki, too? She would pay for herself, of course.”

“Yeah. My friend Parker will be there so she won’t feel like the third wheel or anything.”

“Okay. Sounds great!”

When we arrive in New York one week later, Nikki and Edie walk with their arms looped together and watch me collect our luggage.

“Did you leave anything in Holly Springs Nikki?” I ask as I tug one of her large suitcases off the luggage carousel.

“I am packing for two, you know,” she says casually, and my eyes dart to Edie who is staring wide-eyed at Nikki.

“Oh my God, Nik! You’re pregnant? Who’s the father?” Edie practically yells as she slaps Nikki’s arm.

Nikki is immediately taken aback, stepping away from Edie. “What the fuck? Who said anything about being pregnant?”

“You said you were packing for two.” Edie holds up two fingers in emphasis.

Nikki rolls her eyes dramatically and laughs. “I’m not pregnant! I meant I packed for you and me, Edie. I know you didn’t bring nearly enough in that little carry-on you brought. And what you brought is probably not club acceptable.”

Edie exhales loudly and her shoulders collapse as the tension escapes her. “Thank God. You scared the shit out of me,” she replies and begins to giggle.

“Girl, I’d have to be institutionalized if I were preggo. I mean…could you imagine?” Nikki laughs as I turn back to the conveyer belt and grab her other suitcase.

“You’ll be an excellent mother one day, Nik, just right now…”

“I know, Edie. I know,” Nikki interrupts her.

Just then, my phone chirps, indicating I have a text. I flip it open and see a text from Parker letting me know he’s outside waiting for us. “Our ride is here,” I say as I sling the last of our luggage on the cart and begin wheeling it toward the exit.

Parker is standing next to a black Lincoln Town Car when we walk out, arms crossed, staring off into space.

“Shithead!” I yell and he immediately snaps to. He jogs over to me to help me with the cart, but as he reaches me his eyes fall on Edie and Nikki.

“Uh,” he manages. He can’t peel his eyes away from them.

“Hey, hello, how are you, are usually the lines one opens with in greeting,” I say, dryly.

“You forgot shithead,” he retorts and we both laugh, giving each other a handshake.

“Parker, this is Edie and Nikki. Ladies, this is shithead.”

“Thanks,” he snorts. “Nice to meet you, ladies.”

Nikki seems to be just as intrigued with Parker as he is with her. There’s an awkward moment of silence where they just stare at each other. Edie gives me a sideways glance and I clear my throat breaking their trance.

“Shall we go?” I ask.

“Uh, yeah. This way.” Parker shakes his head and helps me wheel the cart to the car.

After Parker helps me load our luggage in the trunk, he takes us to his uncle’s apartment. The apartment is a decent size, two bedrooms, with an awesome view. Greg Hayes, Parker’s uncle, travels a lot. He specializes in international law and is rarely home, so he had no problem letting us crash at his place while we’re in town. We all share a few drinks before we separate to dress. Edie and Nikki are sharing a room and I’m crashing on the sofa while Parker takes the master. I hate I won’t be sleeping with Edie, but we didn’t want to put Nikki on the couch.

As Parker and I wait for the girls…for
forever
…we take a shot of tequila. “So, Nikki seems pretty nice,” he casually notes as we stare out the window at the New York skyline.

“Subtle,” I say, dryly.

He cuts me a look that says
you’re a dick.
“Okay. She’s fucking hot. What’s her deal?”

“I don’t think she’s seeing anyone and Edie thinks the world of her. She’s into beauty pageants and shit.” I shrug.

“So, she’s single?”

“Yes,” I nod. “As far as I know.”

“So, you’re saying I have a shot?” he smirks.

“Probably not, but you should go for it. Just be up front. I don’t want Edie pissed at me because you messed with her best friend,” I clarify.

“Thanks for the faith, man,” he says, dryly.

“Any time.”

“Any highlights on the Edie situation?” he asks quietly. While we were preparing for the Bar, I confided in him that Edie and I had an arrangement. I didn’t give him all of the dirty details, like what a dirty girl Edie is, because I knew they’d meet eventually and I didn’t want him envisioning Edie that way. She’s mine. At least for now, anyway.

“Shut it, man!” I hiss. “She doesn’t know I told you.”

“Easy,” he puts his hands up in mock surrender. “By the way, is she any good?”

“Dude, I’m seriously about to punch you,” I growl, clenching my one free hand into a fist at my side.

“Chill the fuck out, man. I meant as a trainer. Is she any good?”

I immediately relax with his words, although I find them odd. “No offense, but what do you care?”

“Uh…my uncle. He owns a shit ton of horses. Has them all over the country. Even some in Europe. If she’s good, I could tell him about her.”

“Are you fucking kidding me?” I ask a little too loudly.

“What?” Parker’s brow furrows.

“You never told me that your uncle owned horses. Why didn’t you mention this when I told you about her a week ago?”

“Didn’t realize I needed to. I mean, it’s not like I knew you were a fucking horse trainer, John.” I grimace with his words. While we were studying for the Bar, I also told Parker about my past. “I guess I was caught off guard when I discovered my best friend had this other life I knew nothing about. Forgive me, I wasn’t thinking about drumming up business for someone at that moment. It just occurred to me a few days ago.”

“Sorry, man. It wasn’t personal. I’m not a trainer, anyway. My grandfather and dad were.”

“It’s okay man. I understand.” He nods and takes a sip of his beer. “Do you want me to mention it to him? If you think she’s the real deal, I will.”

I stare out the window a moment, unsure of what to say. Would Edie get pissed if I asked Parker to talk to his Uncle on her behalf? “I guess you can mention it to him, but only if he’s looking for an excellent trainer, not as a favor to me, okay?”

“Okay, ma—”

Just then, Nikki emerges
from the bedroom her and Edie share, wearing a navy blue halter top dress and black heels. She’s a beautiful woman and I can tell Parker is definitely interested. Before either of us can complement her, Edie enters the room wearing a fitted strapless, red dress that’s cut high, revealing her amazing legs. Her heels match her dress and her hair is tied up in a mess of curls on her head. The girls stand beside each other staring at us, since we’re staring at them. There are no words to describe how fucking sexy Edie looks right now. Apparently, Parker and I have turned into nervous teenage boys because neither of us can seem to come up with something to say.

“I’ll take your silence as a compliment, fellas,” Nikki laughs before whirling around and checking herself in the hall mirror.

I make my way to Edie, who is staring at me from under her lashes. Leaning into her, I whisper, “You look amazing.”

Her cheeks flush as she puts her mouth next to my ear and says, “I’m not wearing any panties.” My eyes widen with her words and before I can counter, Edie pecks my cheek and yells, “Let’s get out of here!”