LisaIt was a hateful blow. She shouldn't have teased the poor guy back at the house showing, but he seemed to think he was going to move in and gain some side action with Lisa. Shit wasn't happening. Never, would she be someone's mistress. Sleeping with an unmarried man and having him dote on her was one thing, but having to play second to a man's wife would never happen."Don't you look stunning?" Michael stood as Lisa walked into the quaint restaurant, her stomach tight with knots over having to make a decision. She wasn't interested in a long-term relationship and Michael very much seemed to be. She was hoping that if anything, the conversation would turn to them and that Michael would agree to keep things casual.But could she really do that? Casual meant sex on a whim and vacations. It meant long nights of trying to remember to moan the right name.Lisa extended her hand as she stifled her thoughts, needing to remain present and dip into the hypothetical madness that had started
MarcMarc arrived at the club a little late, Dray's vibrant green mustang parked out front already. The place was overflowing with people, the bouncer nodding at Marc as he pushed past the guy arguing with the big guy at the front of the line."Sup, Marc." The bouncer nodded and lifted his hand."Hey buddy. History class mid-term next week. You ready?"The guy laughed and flipped Marc off. Marc chuckled and slipped into the sea of people. The club scene had always been so comfortable, so welcoming, but all of a sudden it didn't feel right. Moving around the dance floor, Marc spotted Drayer and a couple of other guys from the basketball team. There were two girls to every guy, which would have been a good sign in the past. Damn if Lisa didn't move across his mind, memories of her groans filling his ears above the wailing of the music.He stopped by the bar and ordered two shots and a beer. A pretty brunette to his left winked at him and he nodded in response, not at all interested. He
MarcMarc jerked the girl up by her hair and released her, spinning her to face him as his hands slid around the slender column of her neck, tilting her face toward him."You and I are going to the back room and you're going to get down on your knees for me. Aren't you?" he whispered against her mouth, licking at her full lips as she nodded her head, more than willing to do anything he wanted."Good girl." He kissed her hard and jerked from her as he moved through the crowd. The firm grasp he had on her hand only seemed to excite her more as she hurried beside him. She was smart enough not to say anything. If she spoke, the illusion would be broken. The poor girl deserved better than Marc having her suck him off while he pretended that she was Lisa in his mind.He almost stopped as they reached the back of the club, his heart beating wildly. Was he making a mistake? He and Lisa weren't together anymore, but damn if it didn't feel like he was the one cheating now. All his desire and ne
LisaFive Days Later"It's been a week and you still look like you're not sleeping, Lisa." Sicily walked toward Lisa as she walked back down the hall from changing.The week had been a long one. Most of it had been spent showing the same house, which was cause for far more travel than Lisa was up for. She hadn't slept a wink, the situation with Marc forcing her to contemplate going back to New York. It was almost like a splinter that had been removed, but the wound festered anyway.She needed to tell him that what he saw wasn't at all what had happened. If after talking to him, he still felt that she was a piece of trash, then she would leave. She would leave and find healing in the arms of a handsome billionaire that was ready to give her the world."I haven't. I can't seem to get Marc out of my thoughts." Lisa shrugged and walked to the refrigerator, pulling out a jug of orange juice and drinking from the carton. Sicily popped her butt and made a snide comment, but Lisa ignored her.
Lisa"Yes, I love him, but I'm honestly scared to death about it." Lisa shrugged, walking to the cooler beside the grill and pulling out a beer. "I've never been in love before.""Really? Wow. I thought all women were like looking for Mr. Right." Drake cocked his eyebrow as Jake shook his head."There are no two women that are alike, nugget head." He glanced over to Lisa. "Then you go after him, Lisa. This isn't the old days where the female has to wait on the male. Kari came after me and thank God she did. I would have missed the best thing that might ever have happened to me.""I can't, Jake. I already went to New York to see if we would work out.""And?" Jake asked, turning back to the grill as it flared up."Yeah... what happened? I'm interested to hear this." Drake reached out and took Lisa's beer, taking a long drink of it and handing it back. She shook her head at him and set it on the railing."It was far more than sex. Way more than just passion. We both fell hard, but I real
MarcIt had been the longest week of his life. There was no way he could survive another week without Lisa. His head ached, heart hurt, body felt like it was hovering over the flu at all times. He paid too damn much to miss the biker's weekend, but after he got back, he was going to figure things out.Calling Lisa seemed like a good idea, but so much could be lost in translation. He needed to go in person. It was only a four-hour drive. He would go Monday morning and talk to her. If things worked out and they decided to be together, he was going to bend her over her desk and make her scream his name for causing him so much pain.He shuddered at the thought, his blood pumping quickly through his veins as his body hardened in all the wrong places for riding the motorcycle he had picked up for the weekend. The weather was perfect - hot and sunny. He rode through the familiar streets of his raising, his mom's house in the worn-down part of New York. He needed to finish school and get a go
Lisa"Where did he go?" Marc's mother walked back into the kitchen, reaching out to touch Lisa's arm."He's outside getting some air. This isn't a good idea. I shouldn't have just barged into his life like this. I'm not sure why the fuck I let everyone talk me into it." Lisa flinched at the realization that she had cursed in front of Marc's mom. The pretty older woman had a deep dislike of curse words and wasn't scared to scold anyone that used them."It's not a mistake at all. He's been a zombie for weeks. You're the only one that can make it right. Lisa, go out there and tell him what you told me about Michael.""He's not going to listen to me. He's hurt and angry." Lisa tore off a paper towel and pressed it to her eyes."If you don't say anything at all then my boy will believe a lie. You get your ass out there and tell him what you came to say. Make him see you. Force him to believe."Lisa stood shocked at the other woman's vigor.She pulled Lisa into a tight hug and rubbed the ba
Lisa"No more tears, pretty girl. Let's go on this trip together and get to know each other all over again,” Marc said."Forgive me for what you thought happened." Lisa looked up at him as he leaned down and brushed his lips over hers."Forgive me for being a total dickhead about all of it.""No." She shook her head. "I would have stabbed you, so your ugly-ass words were nothing.""You would stab me for cheating on you?""I didn't cheat on you, but yes. If you ever sleep with another woman, or love anyone but me, I will chop you up and bury your ass in snack size bags in my backyard."Marc laughed. "Is it odd that my cock’s dancing at the thought of you being violent?""You're a sick man, Marc Martin.""Can I be your sick man?" Marc asked, licking at his lips as his strong gaze held her in place. The air was so hard to breathe as he brushed the tip of his nose past her ear. "Please, baby... give me another chance.""Yes. I want you forever." Lisa reached up and captured his face with