Chapter 9

Sierra

The fuck he have the audacity to ask me such questions. No, I won’t cower down to him. I won't let him dominate me or treat me like I don't know what I am doing here or play good girl before him.

“Probably the same thing you’re doing. Having fun in a place where no one was supposed to know me," I said a bit too confident of myself while the bartender made his drink and served it.

He waves it off, acting as though he’s terrified of what might be in it. “I changed my mind,” he mumbles, setting his almost-finished bottle on the bar.

I have to get away while I still can. I can't believe what just happened and though I am acting all strong and confident but I am puddle inside. He is making.e loose control and the way he is so close and intoxicating my nostrils with his scent I am sure I will jump him embarrassing myself.

“Sierra?” a familiar voice says, but unlike the last familiar voice, this one is welcome.

“Kate,” I say, smiling, so damn grateful she’s here. I am so happy to have finally found her, I know she would help me get away from here without embarrassing myself in front of him.

She looks from me to Faris as if she’s confused. No doubt she’s become painfully aware of our horrible history by now. She was in highschool with me, we go way back. She is aware of my crush for him. She knows how bad it was and how hard it was to get over what had happened in the past.

“You two together?” she asks incredulously. She is shocked to see us together knowing me and my history with him.

I laugh, but Faris still seems to be in utter shock.

“No. I just met him here while looking for you, where were you I couldn't find you for the past half hour or so?” I ask, not elaborating on the screwed-up situation.

“Yeah... just met someone," she said blushing. Less than one hour here and she already found someone. I can't believe her, she found someone so soon for getting back to our hotel room. We booked just incase anyone of us got lucky.

"I told him I’d meet him here," she said eyeing me and Faris together though the evil smirk on her face was unmissable.

She cornered me while Faris was still in his place dumbfounded and seeming a bit lost and out of place. The drink and everything with our past making him loose control.

"You know, I am going with the guy to his place he didn't want to go to some hotel room. So incase if you and.. Faris need it here is the key," she said handing me the key to our hotel room while eyeing Faris all the time, checking him out.

"He looks great by the way," she said whistling while I can't help but be possessive about it. I know I am being unrealistic and irrational but I can't help it, old habits die hard. The way he looks with his body and his face it's hard to ignore his all masculinity and his hardness. He seems like a piece of work and damn that lips of him my traitorous eyes finds his lips wanting to have a bite of him.

I just bit my lip hard to control myself and not to behave irrational. It just gets harder with the time passing by.

***

Faris

Un-fucking-belie able. Why am I still watching her? What is wrong with me? Why is my damn dick still hard?

Ah, hell. Is she really biting her lips. It's making me hard. She is looking so fucking sexy dressed like that and with face like that. I can't just take my eyes or my mind off her.

Mike and Tyler seems to have found girls to go with and Rebel too seems occupied with someone and Ryan seems to be making out with some one on the corner side of the booth, and I again, my damn traitorous eyes find the brunette I don’t want to want, and my pants get even tighter, which I didn’t think could be possible. She’s leaning over that table again, and all I can picture is fucking her on that damn thing.

“I’ve lost my damn mind. That’s what happening," I say to drunk self. I am drunk but not too drunk to be able to forget the way she felt in my arms while I was just behind her taking in her intoxicating scent, her heavenly scent making me do things. I want to fuck her so hard for all the lost times. I want to punish her for leaving me like that even though she doesn't have any idea in the slightest of how I felt about her back then. We never were involved, I admired her from far. There were some issues back then happening in my life and I didn't wanted to complicate the mess even more. I was an idiot back then to let her slide away but now I don't know if I can.