The Last Boyfriend (Forever Love #1)(39)
Author: J.S. Cooper

I stared at them aghast, and Zane looked at me and rolled his eyes. He detangled himself from her, and whispered in my ear, “Are you having fun?”

“I will be later,” I whispered back at him and winked.

He grinned and I felt his hand on my ass again. “Don’t make me promises you can’t keep, Ms. Morgan.”

“Oh I’ll be keeping them.” I grinned back at him, suddenly happy again. I was about to tell him exactly what I was going to do to him, but the doorbell rang.

“Oh that must be Angelique and Braydon,” Gina cried out excitedly. “I hope you don’t mind, but I knew you wouldn’t. They just got into town today.” She giggled and Zane frowned.

“Why would you invite Braydon and Angelique, Gina?”

“I know, I know.” She rolled her eyes. “But you have to get over it some time, Zane. Angelique was in love. She wasn’t in love. It’s a woman’s prerogative. You can’t hold it against her forever.”

“You know I’m talking about Braydon.”

“Oh, Zane. Get over it.” She sighed. “Braydon is one of us.”

“No, no he’s not.” Zane walked to the front door, and I followed him with my heart in my mouth.

“Zane, darling.” Angelique sailed through the door, and gave him a hug. “It looks as good as I remember it.” She smiled, as she looked around the house.

“Thanks.” Zane smiled and rubbed his head. “It’s good to see you.”

“And me I hope?” Braydon stumbled through the door, slightly drunk and looked around the room. “Lucky, there you are.” He beamed as he saw me. “Lucky, I’ve been calling you.”

“Hi Braydon.” I smiled at him weakly, aware that Zane was staring at me.

“Did you get my text?” He hugged me tightly. “I’ve been missing you.”

“I got it.” I nodded. “Sorry, I was busy.”

“Well, I hope Hollywood hasn’t been tempting you too much.” He kissed my cheek, and I saw Zane coming towards us out of the corner of my eye.

“How dare you show up here, Braydon?” Zane’s voice was angry.

“Gina told Angelique and me that it would be fine.” Braydon smiled, and stood next to me. “Plus, I wanted to see Lucky. I promised her a date when I got into town.”

“That’s Lucky’s business, and you can figure out a time for a date outside of my house.” Zane avoided eye contact with me and turned back around. “Would you like a drink, Angelique?”

“Actually, do you mind if I go upstairs and lie down,” She purred prettily. “My head is killing me.”

“Sure.” Zane looked concerned. “Do you need anything?”

“No love.” She smiled at him and rubbed his arm. “I know the way. I’ll just head upstairs. Come find me in an hour if I’m not downstairs.”

“Okay, take care.” I watched Zane give her a quick hug and kiss on the cheek, and a knife twisted in my heart. The look that Zane was giving her was as close to love as I had seen on his face.

“Thanks, my love.” Angelique smiled and walked up the stairs. It was obvious to me that she had been here before. I felt disappointment flood in me. I wasn’t the first girl that had been here. I wasn’t his first guest.

“So Lucky, what are you doing tomorrow?” Braydon whispered in my ear, and I giggled slightly as his breath tickled me.

“Lucky, do you think you can come and help me in the kitchen, please?” Zane grabbed my arm and pulled me with him. “If you want to date Braydon, I can’t stop you, but don’t do it in front of my face.” He hissed.

“What are you talking about?” I frowned, and yanked my arm away from him.

“I know you lied about Leeza texting you earlier.” He pushed me against the counter in the kitchen. “If you are interested in Braydon, there is no need to lie.”

“I never—”

“We’re not exclusive. You can do what you need to do.” He brought his face up against mine. “If you want to date a guy who brought another girl to a party.”

“I—”

“He doesn’t deserve Angelique.” He laughed bitterly. “She is way too beautiful for him.”

“Well, maybe.”

“I don’t know how she can date him.” He shook his head. “I swear you women are really dumb sometimes.”

“Why don’t you go and talk to Angelique if it is bothering you so much.”

“I’m not going to go and bother Angelique.” He shook his head, and his voice softened. “She’s not feeling well.”

“Well, if she’s not feeling well.” What about how I’m feeling right now? What about caring about me? I wanted to shout at Zane. I wanted him to care about me as much as I did about him. I wanted our relationship to be about more than sex. I bit my lip as I felt his hands on me again.

“I want to pull your skirt up and f**k you right here.” Zane growled in my ear and pulled me close to him. “You’re so hot.” He slid his hands up my legs and pulled my skirt up.

“Zane, no.” I pulled away from him slightly. “There are people right around the corner.”

“They wouldn’t be scandalized if they heard you screaming out my name.” His fingers slid inside my legs and up my inner thigh. “In fact, why don’t we see?”

“Zane.” I hissed as his fingers found my sweet spot.

“Are you wearing a thong for me Lucky?” He grinned.

“No.” I shook my head, blushing.

“Feel me.” He brought my hand against him, and pressed my palm into him hard. “We could be done in minutes.”

“That’s not a good thing.” I laughed and he pushed me back against the counter.

“What’s not?” He leaned down to kiss me, and I felt his hand creep up under my shirt and caress my breast.

“Zane.” I put my arms around him and closed my eyes. Why couldn’t we always have moments like this? Why did real life always have to get in the way and make things complicated?

“Lucky, are you in here?” I pushed Zane away from me as Braydon walked into the kitchen. My face was flushed, and I looked at him guiltily. I really needed to have an honest conversation with Braydon.

“Hey.” I smiled at him, and grabbed a glass. “I was just getting a drink.”