The UN Series Complete Box Set (103 page)

CHAPTER TEN

SAMANTHA

I’m walking down the hallway to Missy’s room when I hear the door to our room open and close, and I let out a sigh. I didn’t think Slade was going to let me go that easily. I spin around and drop my bag as I see him stalking toward me. He stops a few steps in front of me and places his hands in his front pockets again.

“Look, I’m sorry for getting you and your phone wet.”

I notice he doesn’t apologize for starting the fight. “Are you going to apologize for starting that fight?” I arch an eyebrow.

“No,” he says with no remorse.

“Slade?” I snap.

He releases a sigh. “Do we really need to have this talk again?”

“What talk?” I place my hands on my hip.

He smirks. “The one where I remind you that I’m possessive and overly protective of you? Why would I apologize for that?”

My hands fall to my side, and I release a long breath. “So what, he looked at my tits? He wasn’t touching me, and if he would have, I would have punched him myself. You could have gone to jail tonight, Slade.” I turn away from him and rub the back of my neck. “They weren’t going to let me follow you. How long would I have had to stay in town until they released you? All because some homeless guy looked at my tits. It’s not like I flashed him or he tried to grope them.” I stop talking and turn to face him again.

That smirk still on his beautiful face as his blue eyes stare at mine.

“What?” I ask.

He closes the space between us and places his arms around my waist. “I’m only buying you thick, knitted sweaters for now on,” he says softly.

I give a little laugh. “I’m afraid even those can’t hide these.” I lift my hands and cup my breasts. I never thought having larger breasts would be a problem.

“True.” He reaches up and places a hand on top of my breasts and slowly runs his hand down the curve of my breasts before giving it a little squeeze.

He pulls his hand away and looks at me. “Are we okay?” he asks with concern in his voice.

His questions catches me off guard. “What do you mean?” I ask slowly.

“Are
we
okay?” he repeats and then looks down at my bag.

“You think I was leaving you?” I ask somewhat shocked.

He tightens his arms around me and places his forehead on mine. “That’s my greatest fear, Angel. That one day you are going to wake up and realize I’m not the person you want or need. Hell, you’ve never needed me.”

“That’s not true,” I whisper. “I know our relationship isn’t perfect, but I will never leave you, Slade.”

“You love me?” he asks quietly.

“More than anything.” I reach up wrapping my arms around his neck.

He lowers his lips down to mine and gives me a soft kiss. I deepen the kiss as his hands travel down over my ass, and he lifts me up. I wrap my legs around his waist, and he walks us back down the hallway, stopping in front of the door to our suite. He fumbles with the key in the door. Finally someone opens the door for us, and I pull away just long enough to look at Parker still holding his nose like the pussy he is. “Grab my bag,” I bark before my lips are back on Slade’s.

He carries me into our room and tosses me onto the bed. “I think you hurt his feelings for snapping at him,” he says with a chuckle.

I try to shrug, but it’s hard to when laying down. “He shouldn’t have been listening to our fight.”

My legs hang off the side of the bed, and he grabs them as he positions himself between them as he stands looking down at me. “Know the best part about wearing wet clothes?”

I shake my head smiling. “What?”

He places his hand under my shirt and starts to push it up my body. “Getting to take them off and take a shower.”

I smile as I lift up, letting him pull it up over my head. He leans down and places his lips on mine. It’s a kiss of desperation. He places his hands on my face. I pull away taking a deep breath, and his lips automatically go to my neck. “Slade,” I breathe as my fingers try to work on the button of his jeans.

Someone knocks on our bedroom door. “What?” Slade snaps in my ear, and I pull away.

His hands drop to his side, and he takes a deep breath.

“Your father is on the phone for you.” I hear Parker’s voice from the other side of the door.

Slade’s shoulders slump. “Tell him I’ll call him back.”

“He said now,” Parker’s voice continues.

“Why is your father calling you?” I ask curious.

He runs a hand through his hair. “Because I’m sure Parker’s father called him and informed him about us almost getting arrested.”

“Oh,” I say quietly.

He nods his head and then exits the bedroom.

Well, I do need a shower. I get out of bed and make my way to our bathroom to start getting ready for the evening.

*****

“There,” I say, giving Missy the finishing touches on her makeup. “Now before you look at yourself in the mirror, go ahead and put your dress and heels on,” I suggest, reaching over to her dress and handing it to her. She looks up at me with a big smile on her face.

“Oh wait,” I say holding up my finger. “You’ll need your glasses,” I say looking around for them.

“No I don’t. I got contacts,” she exclaims excitedly.

“Do you already have them in?” I ask getting closer to look at her blue eyes.

She laughs at me like I’m crazy. “Yes. I didn’t wear them today while we were out shopping but when we got back from playing cards I put them in.” She blinks a few times.

“Are they comfortable?” I ask.

“They were a little hard to get used to but not too bad. I can barely tell they are in now.” She stands as she puts her arms through her dress. I stand behind her to help her get it on without messing up her hair.

Once it is over her head I place my fingers in her hair and try to give her curls some volume.

She spins around to face me, and I can’t help but smile. She looks absolutely beautiful. I gave her eyes the smoky look and left her lips nude. Her dirty blond hair falls in big curls down over her shoulders, and she has the biggest smile on her face.

“How do I look?” she asks before she spins around in a tight circle. Her dress is black and covered with a layer of sparkles. It’s comes to mid-thigh. The front comes up high and the back scoops down showing off the top of her back.

“You look beautiful,” I say with a proud smile. I take a step toward her and grab her hands. “But just so you know, Missy. You didn’t need all this makeup, dress, and the contacts to make you look beautiful.”

She looks down at the floor and then back up to me. “Thank you,” is all she says before she pulls her hands out of mine and walks into her bathroom. Within seconds she is screaming her thanks as she comes running out with that huge smile back on her face.

“Now let’s go to your room so you can get ready,” she says grabbing her purse. “Are the guys in your room?” she asks.

I don’t know why, but our room has somehow become the hangout room.

“They already left for the clubs,” I answer as we exit her room and head toward mine.

*****

SLADE

“Man, these bitches are crazy here,” Parker says as he sits down at our table carrying drinks for all of us.

This is like the fifth bar we have visited since we arrived in Las Vegas, and it is just as extravagant as the others. Big dance floors, two stories tall with a balcony on the top level. Music pounding and the strobe lights flashing. It’s actually starting to bother me. I finally feel old once in my life.

What happened? Get a piece of ass while you were getting the drinks?” Tate asks with a smile.

“I wish,” he responds. “I just saw a girl down a shot that was lit up in flames.” His light brown eyes bug out. “It was hot as fuck. Made me want to set my dick on fire so she can
blow
it out. Get it?” He laughs at his joke.

We laugh.

“Speaking of blow—” Tate asks taking his drink from him. “How was the girl you took back to your room last night?”

“In the sex department, she wasn’t all that great. Now when it came to sucking my dick? I could have had her just do that all night. But I like to consider myself a giver.” He smiles at himself before looking at me. “She wanted Slade to join us.”

I shake my head. “That wasn’t going to happen,” I say before taking a drink of my beer.

“Fuck that bullshit. You can be honest around us. You know you wanted to join us. It would have been like old times. Remember Jeanine Baker?” He turns to Tate. “We met that bitch at a Halloween party our senior year in high school. She let me fuck her from behind while Slade fucked her mouth.” He sighs leaning back in his seat. “That bitch was perfect.”

I remember that night very clearly. We were drunk, and I was horny as fuck. “She sucked at giving head,” I retort. “My dick hurt for days from her fucking teeth.”

“Well, like I said. The girl last night was a pro at it.”

Josh laughs. “What was her name again?”

Parker just shrugs. “I didn’t fucking care to ask.”

“I think it was Sprinkles. Sparkles.” Tate shrugs. “Doesn’t really matter,” he states.

“Exactly!” Parker throws his arm over Tate’s shoulder. “So glad I have someone here who looks at things like I do.” He smiles then looks out over the club. “Who we gonna take home tonight?” he voices rhetorically.

It takes him two seconds to point his finger at some unlucky lady.

“Holy shit! That chick is fucking hot. I want her!” Parker announces edging toward the end of his seat.

“Hell yes she is.” Tate nods his head of approval.

I turn my head to see a blonde wearing a short tight black dress that seems to have some kind of sparkles on it. You couldn’t miss her, the lights in the club bounce off of her dress and her blond hair.

“Slade would you fuck her?” Parker looks at me, referring to the pretty blonde on the dance floor.

I raise an eyebrow. “I’m engaged.”

“If you weren’t,” he asks annoyed.

“No.” My answer makes him sigh.

I’m not going to humor him. Would I back in the day? Absolutely! But do I look at her now and think ‘man, I wanna take that home and bend her over’?
Hell no.

Tate leans over the table and looks her over a few more times with a smile on his face. “I’d fuck her,” he says sitting back in his seat.

Parker jumps up from his seat and looks down at us. “Well I’m going in since all you pussies are just going to stare. Don’t you guys remember how to use your dicks?” He turns away from us and shakes his head to himself.

I lean back in my chair and laugh. “Doesn’t he know we don’t have to chase our pussy?” I ask with a laugh as I lift my beer to my lips.

I lean up pulling my phone out of my pocket when I feel it vibrate.

Angel:
Just arrived at the Gallery Night Club. When we leave here I will call you so we can all meet up.

I put my phone down and start to look around the club for her. I smile knowing that she is in the same club I am right now.

I find her standing by the bar in line to order a drink. It doesn’t matter where we are at, I could spot her a mile away in a crowd full of people. I only have eyes for her.

My eyes run up and down the back of her. Why would I want anyone else?

“He doesn’t understand what happens in relationships,” Micah speaks getting my attention regarding my earlier question regarding Parker and us getting laid.

“True…” I start to say but Tate speaks.

“What the fuck?” Tate cusses slamming his beer down onto the table making it shake.

We all look at him in confusion and then follow his eyes to see what he is looking at.

My mouth literally drops to the table when my eyes land on the girl that Parker is now talking to. The same exact girl we were just talking about.

“No,” Micah says in disbelief shaking his head.

“There’s no way,” Josh says to himself.

I sit there speechless as I watch Parker talk to Missy, who he just referred to as a hot piece of ass, standing between Holly and Angel. How did I not know that was Missy? Like I said, I only have eyes for Angel.

“What happened to her? She looks…hot,” Josh says sounding somewhat confused.

I look back at Tate and see his knuckles whiten as he grips his drink in one hand. “Don’t worry, Tate. I’ll tell him to back off of Missy,” I assure him.

He tears his eyes away from her and looks over at me. “It’s fine.” His voice is tight but he tries to relax back into his seat. “She can do whatever she wants.” He tosses back his beer, making me frown.

“Well look who I found, fuckers,” Parker says as he approaches the table with the girls by his side, and his arm hung over Missy’s shoulder.

I reach out and pull Angel down onto my lap. “You look sexy tonight,” I say placing my hand on her exposed thigh. I love it when she wears these short little dresses.