Revenge - A Second Chance, First Time Romance Page 2

  “Sure, yeah, of course,” I said waiting a few seconds, so he didn’t know I was already standing next to the door like a crazy person.

  I opened the door a crack and peeked out at Wyatt. He was standing there wearing a strange look on his face. Wyatt blinked several times and then shook his head at me.

  “Thomas is going to be staying here a few days while he’s in town on business,” Wyatt said without asking how I felt about it. When I said all men were assholes, I guess I should have included my dear brother.

  “Umm,” I said, unable to find the words.

  My brother narrowed his eyes at me and tapped his foot. I knew my brother. He was annoyed at me which was totally ridiculous considering he was the one that brought Thomas here.

  “It’s just a couple days, Lacey.”

  I swallowed hard. Had Wyatt lost his freaking mind? Did he even realize what he was asking? Maybe he just assumed that over the last few years I’d just gotten over it? Surely he had to have noticed I hadn’t dated anyone in like, um, my entire life. He must have been totally oblivious to what had happened, it was the only explanation.

  I opened my mouth, and it was like he could read my mind.

  “No need for a hotel. I told him to save the money and crash here,” Wyatt said putting his arm up on the door frame to block Thomas from seeing our faces. “What’s gotten into you?”

  I was seriously speechless.

  “It’s happening. Accept it.” He started to walk away, and I still couldn’t say anything. I just choked down the lump in my throat and closed the door.

  It was going to be a long few days locked up in my room. Maybe I could get a hotel room. That wouldn’t be a terrible idea. I could actually use the break, but really what was the difference being locked up in my room versus being locked up in a hotel room? The main difference is Thomas wouldn’t be on the other side of the door in a hotel.

  Being around Thomas was going to be too much. The memories… his good looks that I just couldn’t seem to ignore.

  Even a complete asshole could be good looking. In fact, maybe the good-looking ones were even bigger assholes. Not that I would have known considering I’d avoided all men as much as possible over the years. Apparently, I should have avoided my brother as well.

  I wanted to scream out my frustrations. I wanted to punch the wall. There was even a part of me that wanted to walk out of this room and slap Thomas across the face. It wasn’t like he didn’t deserve it.

  Of course, I wouldn’t do that. It would be better for everyone in this apartment if I just went to bed early. Then I could probably sneak out in the morning before anyone woke up.

  I got ready for bed and worked on my laptop for twenty minutes or so before I gave up. My brain was all over the place. I couldn’t stop thinking about Thomas. His hotness. The memories. I could even still remember what it had been like when he wrapped his muscular arms around me… his hands touching me. When he kissed me.

  How could I hate him so much but at the same time remember what it was like to have his lips pressed to mine?

  “Ugh!” I said closing my laptop and setting it down on my nightstand. I pressed my head hard against my pillow and stared at the wall until I fell asleep.

  The next thing I knew Thomas was in my bed. I could feel his breath on my neck.

  “Lacey,” he said softly into my ear as he lightly kissed the delicate skin just below my ear. “I’m so sorry.”

  I wanted to tell him to stop, but my mouth didn’t seem to want to work the way it was supposed to. Perhaps it was because there was a part of me that didn’t want him to stop.

  His hand slid down my shoulder, over my elbow, and onto my abdomen. My heartbeat quickened as he swirled his fingers around and around as though he was teasing me while he decided whether to glide his hand upwards to my breasts or down between my legs.

  He kissed my neck again as he pressed his hardness into my backside. I wanted to fight it, but I couldn’t. I pressed myself into him.

  “Shit, Lacey, this was how it was supposed to be, baby,” he whispered as he pressed himself into me harder.

  My eyes closed and I let myself relax into him. The part of me that hated him had been locked up in some prison within me. I couldn’t even hear her screaming to be let out.

  My lips parted as he raised my t-shirt up and exposed my bare breasts. He cupped them with his warm hands, and I melted into him and the bed.

  “Oh God,” I moaned as he lightly tugged my erect nipples. The electricity from his touch pulsed through my body, stopping at my clit.

  I ached for him. I needed him.

  He pushed himself up and rolled slightly on top of me. His finger slid down my cheek and over my lips

  “Baby, have you ever?”

  I couldn’t answer. Would he think less of me? The movement of my head from side to side was so small I didn’t know if he had even noticed it.

  He lowered his head and pulled my nipple into his warm, wet mouth. “That’s OK baby.”

  “Oh Thomas,” I said rolling my hips around as though something possessed me. It was as though something possessed me. I couldn’t control my body. Each movement was an attempt to get closer to him.

  His hand glided down my abdomen and inside my panties. I let out a little moan at his touch.

  “You’re so wet,” he said as his hardness pulsed against my thigh. “I bet you taste divine.”

  “Thomas,” I said, sounding unsure. I’d never had a man taste me before. I wanted it, but I was nervous. I didn’t know what it would feel like.

  He grabbed my hand and put it on the rock-solid hardness between his legs. I couldn’t help but gasp.

  “This is what you do to me,” Thomas said pushing himself against my palm.

  He started kissing down my abdomen, and he didn’t stop. Thomas ripped off my panties and licked my wetness.

  “Mmm,” he moaned as my body quivered. There were so many emotions going through me. I didn’t know if I should feel embarrassed or excited, nervous or bold. It was like I felt everything all at once.

  I lightly pressed my hips towards him. It was like my body knew what it wanted. His slick tongue felt so good.

  My body jolted when he flicked his tongue and rolled it around my clit. He delved his tongue deeper, and I melted into the bed.

  I twisted my fingers into his hair at first, trying to pull him away, but something took over, and I pressed him harder into my wetness.

  “Oh God,” I cried out as I felt something building inside of me. He licked my slit and looked up at me wearing a smile.

  He kissed the entire expanse of my body as he slipped a finger inside of me. I trembled under his touch. It felt like I was going to explode.

  He sucked my nipple, and I tightened around Thomas’ finger.

  “Please,” I begged. He dipped his finger in and out while his thumb flicked me.

  My hips rolled as I felt my orgasm building. It seemed as if he knew it, as he moved faster and deeper.

  “Come for me,” Thomas urged. I felt his eyes watching me intently.

  Then I just couldn’t hold on any longer. It felt as though something was taking over. My body rocked as I felt the room around me disappear.

  The pleasure overtook me as my orgasm crashed down through me. My body tingled from head to toe.

  My hips rolled around until they slowed. I let out a soft sigh before turning to look at Thomas.

  Chapter 4

  Thomas wasn’t there. No one was there. It was just me in the darkness of my room.

  I looked over at the clock to see that it was three in the morning. It had only been a dream.

  A dream about Thomas.

  Thomas the asshole.

  I pressed my pillow over my face and practically growled into it. Why did I have to dream about him?

  I had to do something. I couldn’t let him take over my dreams too.

  It was probably stupid. It was probably awfully childish, but I had a plan. If it worked, I
’d feel better, and maybe I could move on with my life.

  Maybe it was my turn to be the asshole. It wasn’t like he didn’t deserve it.

  The only problem was… I wasn’t sure if it would work. But if it did it would be perfect.

  I was going to make him pay for what he’d done to me. It was his fault I didn’t date. It was his fault that I thought all men were assholes. Pretty much the entire direction my life was currently in was his fault.

  Why had I given him so much power? It was time to take back my life.

  After tomorrow, when my brother left for work. I decided that’s when I would put my plan into action.

  I laid back down in bed, but I couldn’t fall back to sleep. I just stared at the ceiling with a grin on my face.

  I couldn’t wait. I just couldn’t wait.

  Chapter 5

  After my brother had left for work, I went into the bathroom. I needed to get into the shower and out again before Thomas left. If he was leaving.

  I couldn’t remember, but I was pretty sure my brother had said he was here on business. I wasn’t sure, my mind was a complete mess.

  I turned the water on, cooler than usual and hopped in and out as quickly as I could. Then I wrapped myself in a towel that was so small I was afraid it might pop open.

  I wanted to get his attention… get him interested I didn't want to give him a free show. I had a plan to get my revenge, and it involved trying to get him very hot and bothered.

  I took a deep breath and reminded myself to forget he was there. To pull this off, it had to be believable. It had to look as though I truly forgot he was visiting.

  I walked out of the room without checking to make sure Thomas was there. If he was still in the apartment, he was absolutely silent.

  I walked into the kitchen and reached up to grab a glass out of the cabinet. The towel skimmed my upper thighs so high I knew if he was there he was getting a little peek.

  I set the glass down and kept my legs together as I bent at the waist to pull the orange juice container out of the fridge. The cold air in the apartment hit me in such a way that I knew I was showing him too much.

  I started pouring the orange juice into a glass, and I heard a small cough from behind me. I gripped the top of the towel and spun around with a sharp inhale.

  “Sorry,” he said holding out his palms. “Didn't mean to startle you.”

  “Oh Jesus,” I said putting my hand over my heart.

  When his eyes followed my hand down to where it rested on my heaving chest I knew my plan was going to work. Who knew I was such a good actress?

  “It’s OK… I’m OK,” I said adjusting the towel. “I totally forgot you were staying here. I’ve been so busy with studying and… anyway, how have you been?” I said when I couldn’t think of anything else to say. I didn’t care in the least how he’s been. I hoped he’d been shitty.

  “Things are going. Your brother says you’re going to be a doctor?” He rubbed his hands together before he stuffed them in his pockets.

  I nodded, trying not to feel self-conscious about standing there practically wearing nothing. I tried to think of something intelligent to say, but my mind was blank. Seeing him again, this close, was awkward.

  “That’s great. Really great.” He looked at his watch. “Shit. I really need to get going. Business meeting I can’t miss, or I’ll lose my job. Buildings don’t design themselves.”

  “Oh, no worries. I need to get dressed and get on with my day,” I said swallowing hard as he looked down at the towel.

  “Going to be hard to stay focused.” He raised an eyebrow and blinked several times. Thomas sucked in a sharp breath as he grabbed his jacket and walked over to the front door. “Later.”

  I curled my fingers into a small wave and felt the towel fall down the curve of my breast. He turned his head and left without another word.

  I went over to the door to make sure it was locked. I leaned back against it and let out a long sigh.

  After my dream about him, seeing him like this was making me question my plan. What he had done to me had changed the course of my entire life, but he seemed so… normal and unaffected by it. Thomas was different from how I imagined he’d be. It seemed as though he had his life figured out. Mature.

  But it didn’t matter. In fact, if it wasn’t a big deal to him, then he was even more of an asshole than I’d thought. And he still didn’t even know it.He had probably had an amazing life since everything had happened. He didn’t have to go into hiding to avoid everyone and everything. Thomas deserved to be humiliated the way I had been.

  I went about my day, as usual with my nose in a book or glued to my computer screen studying, only this day was different because I couldn’t stay focused. My thoughts kept returning to Thomas, no matter how hard I tried not to.

  Sometimes my thoughts were about how hot he was after all this time—his tousled just out of bed hair and those rock-hard abs I knew were under his shirt. Hell, he was even more gorgeous now than he had been in high school. But other times my thoughts were more sinister… thinking about my revenge.

  When I got back home at the end of the day, my brother and Thomas were sitting at the table eating pizza. There were several bottles of beer on the table. They were laughing and having a good time but turned silent when I stepped into the room.

  “Don’t let me bother you boys,” I said, flashing a little wave before disappearing into my bedroom. Thomas nodded and tipped his beer in my direction, while my brother looked at his phone and completely ignored my entrance.

  I closed the door and threw my things on my bed. After I had taken several calming breaths, I pressed my ear against the door.

  “Shit, man, I’m so sorry,” my brother said.

  I wasn’t sure why he was apologizing. But I could hear his chair squeak against the tiled kitchen floor as it was pushed back.

  “Don’t worry about it,” Thomas said.

  “Hopefully it won’t take long. Some kind of server error. If there was anyone else—”

  “Seriously, don’t worry about it. You’ll catch up later,” Thomas said with a laugh. “I’ll be well on my way by the time you get there.”

  “No doubt. Alright, dammit. Take your phone,” my brother said before I heard the door close. He must have been called into work.

  This was my chance. I had to put my plan into action while my brother was gone and before Thomas left.

  I changed into a cute button-down top and put on my shortest skirt. Unfortunately, the skirt was from sexy nurse Halloween costume from two years ago. Since short skirts weren’t often acceptable attire for the places I usually went, I didn’t really own anything else that would fit the bill. But I didn’t think he’d notice.

  I undid the top two buttons on my shirt and put on my highest heels. “Damn,” I said to myself. Even I thought I looked pretty hot.

  My legs looked long and toned thanks to the heels, and my breasts were popping out of my shirt begging for attention.

  I sucked in a deep breath and opened my door. It was time.

  Chapter 6

  I walked out of my room pretending, once again, that I didn’t realize he was still there. For all he knew, I’d heard the front door open and close and assumed he’d left with my brother, and that I had the apartment all to myself.

  My eyes were focused on the kitchen. I didn’t know where he was in the apartment, but I didn’t see him at the table where I expected him to be.

  They’d left a mess on the kitchen table, and I tried not to sigh as I walked past. I bent down and got a bottled water out of the fridge.

  Still nothing.

  No comments.

  No hello.

  Nothing.

  Maybe my plan wasn’t going to work. Where was he? It was stupid to even try. What was I doing? Guys like him never had to pay for their sins of the past.

  I turned and went back towards my room. When I reached out for the handle of my bedroom door, I heard the toilet flush.
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  “Oh hey, Lacey!” Thomas said almost too loudly.

  I turned and flashed him a pleasant smile. Based on the expression he wore, he wasn’t drunk exactly, but he was well on his way.

  “Thomas, hello,” I said, realizing I sounded like an old librarian. I couldn’t help but shake my head at myself, but it was okay—he didn’t seem to notice my disapproval at my own acting.

  “What are you up to tonight?” he asked leaning back against the wall but misjudged where the wall was slightly. For a second it looked as though he was embarrassed but it quickly faded.

  “Not sure yet.” I folded my hands behind my back, hoping that the pose would pop out my cleavage a little more.

  “Your brother bailed on me.”

  “Oh?”

  “Well sort of, he got called into work. Does that happen a lot?”

  I nodded. “Kind of,” I said leaning towards him, “but I think he likes it.”

  Thomas laughed. “That doesn’t surprise me. But it leaves me with no plans.”

  “I’m probably just going to slip into my nightie and stay in,” I said as if I ever did anything other than stay in.

  “Oh, sounds better than my plan of doing nothing. Mind if I join you?” He flashed me a sexy smile that made my insides bubble. I didn’t know what I was getting myself into. “We could watch a movie or something.”

  “Hmm,” I said looking at the clock as if the time somehow mattered. “Yeah, sure I guess we could.”

  “Great. You guys have Netflix?” Thomas asked. I pointed to the remote.

  “You pick something, and I’m going to change.”

  He turned on the TV and started flicking through the choices. I wasn’t sure what I should wear because if my brother came home, I didn’t want it to look like I was trying to seduce Thomas. Which I guess in a way was exactly what I was doing, but my brother didn’t need to know that.

  So instead I put on a smallish pair of cotton pajama shorts I wore to sleep during the summer and an old t-shirt with a stretched-out collar. I pulled it down over my shoulder and went back out into the other room.