Wanting More (Mitchell Family #5)(25)
Author: Jennifer Foor

Once we cleared the room where our table was, Conner grabbed my hand and pulled me into the men’s room. He’d obviously not needed directions to where it was located. Once he secured us in a stall and locked the door he turned around and pressed his lips against mine. “Calm down, Blaze.”

I pushed him away from me. “I can’t calm down. This is all pissing me off.”

“Are you jealous?” he started laughing at me. “You are, aren’t you? You’re afraid she is goin’ to give me a good time and make me forget all about you.”

I pushed him again. “That’s not true! I don’t care what you do. Let me out of here before we get caught.”

“It is true. Why can’t you be honest with yourself?”

“What does it matter?” I gritted my teeth. “We aren’t together, in fact my husband is out there probably trying to get in your date’s pants.”

He reached down and ran his hand between my legs. “Does it bother you more that he wants her, or that you want me just as much?” He licked my bottom lip and waited for me to respond. I closed my eyes, unable to control the fire burning between my legs.

“I hate you.” I met his tongue before it even passed my lips. Our kiss was intense and I grabbed the back of his head and held him into me. He cupped my br**sts over my shirt and spun me around so my back was against the stall.

Finally realizing how dangerous this was, I pulled away from our kiss. He wiped his mouth. “Good call.” His hands started pointing down and I saw the problem. He was so hard it was poking out of the front of his jeans. “You better give me a couple minutes to calm down.”

I unlocked the door and started walking away, before I felt him pulling my shirt. With my back against his chest, he kissed my neck one more time. “When you’re thinkin’ about me tonight, touching all over that hot body of yours, I’ll be thinkin’ about you too." he smacked my ass and sent me on my way.

I was sure I was all red and bothered when I got back to the table, but neither of them noticed I even came back.

Conner returned a few minutes later and insisted on paying for all of our meals. When it was all said and done the night had gone by so fast. It was like I tuned everyone out for the whole meal. Rick put his arm around me as we were leaving and shook Conner’s hand. As I climbed in the car, I caught him walking Heather to her car. I wanted to know if they would leave together. I needed to know if he would sleep with her the first night they met. A single tear trickled down my cheek as we pulled out of the parking lot.

I was so jealous. I just wanted it to be me.

Chapter 15

Conner

Her husband was a total scumbag and if I wasn’t trying to steal his wife away, I would have liked to give him a piece of my mind. If I’d ever felt bad about wanting her so much, it went out the door when I saw the way he acted around Heather. He didn’t care about Amy and she sure didn’t deserve to be treated the way he treated her.

I was just going to say my goodbyes to Heather and be on my way, but the girl just wouldn’t give up. No wonder Ty had trouble with the chick when they were in college. She wouldn’t take no for an answer and I knew that denying her could ruin my chances for finding out the truth.

She played with my hands as we stood next to her car. “So, you never told me how long you’re staying in town. You think maybe we could hook up again?”

I smiled, showing off my dimples and kissed her hand. It was better than kissing her mouth. I’d drank five beers, but it wasn’t enough to jump right into the shit. “I’ll be here for a couple of weeks and then I plan on coming back for a job I’m workin’ on.”

She placed her hands on my chest and leaned up, waiting for me to respond to her. I kissed her on the cheek and pulled away quickly. She backed away and bit down on her lip. “Where you staying tonight?”

“I got a room at a hotel while I’m workin’ here.”

“Maybe you could invite me over before you have to leave?” She kept running her hands up and down my chest.

I grabbed her hands and moved them off of me gently. “Why don’t you give me your number and I will.” She reached her damn hand in my pocket and pulled out my phone. Realizing that I had a picture of Bella on it, I grabbed it out of her hand. “It’s been actin’ up. Just tell me the number and I’ll put it in, or better yet, I’ll call you so you have mine too.”

After giving me the number she was still all up in my business. “It’s still early, you want to go out somewhere?”

I smiled and shook my head. “I’m here workin’ on a construction job and we get up real early in the mornings. It’s best if I get back and get some sleep. Why don’t you give me a call tomorrow and we can make plans.”

She leaned back against her car and took her index finger, motioning me to come toward her. I knew what she wanted and I had to close my eyes and pretend to enjoy the shit. I had to keep in mind that she wasn’t bad looking and I was sure she knew what she was doing. Our lips met and I did my best to give her a kiss that would make her think about me for the rest of the night. When I pulled away, she was all smiles. “I’ll call you tomorrow, Conner.”

“Can’t wait!” I lied.

I watched her pull away and waited to climb into my truck. This was going to be harder than I thought and it wasn’t just because I was pretending. I couldn’t get my damn head to stop picturing Amy going home with that bastard.

When I got back to the farm, I already had a damn text from Heather. I decided to go with it and get to know her enough to where we could end this thing quickly.

Once I got into the house, everyone was already asleep, I started to walk back to my room and I saw my sister’s cell phone sitting on the table. I grabbed it and sat down on the couch, scrolling down until I found Amy’s number. I thought about what to say to not get her in trouble.

Think it went well. Thanks for doing this. Hopefully he can keep his mind off of Blaze.

I got up and grabbed a beer, deciding to take the phone into my room. She wasn’t going to come out looking for it and I wanted to talk to Amy.

A few minutes later it chimed.

Wow, home already? Glad it all worked out and you’re happy.

Yes, I’m home. So what are you doing?

In my room.

Are you alone? Your husband is a dick.

Are we talking as Miranda or Conner now?

What do you think?

I think we better erase these as we send them and I know who I’m talking to. How did it go when we left?