Gaining Gibbs (Marco's MMA Boys #4) (11 page)

CHAPTER 22

JADE

What in the hell am I doing? Why am I on a date with Gavin? I’d rather be at home watching
World’s Dumbest Criminals
or some dumbass movie with Clay. Honestly, I’d just rather be with Clay. Period. Doesn’t matter what we’re doing, I’d rather be with him. When I let my guard down, everything just comes easy with him.

Yet, I’m not. I’m sitting at a restaurant with twinkle lights,
freaking twinkle lights.
A restaurant, which I feel underdressed for, even though I’m in the most expensive cocktail dress I own, drinking expensive ass wine I really don’t like, because I’d rather have a beer, and Dr. Jackass ordered my food.
Because I just had to try it.
I don’t need someone to order my damn food.

Really, this is out of my wheel house. Don’t get me wrong, Gavin is a really nice guy, but I have to be honest with myself and him. This isn’t working.
He’s not Clay.

“Jade, did you hear me?” He brings me out of my own thoughts.

“Oh um, sorry. What were you saying?” I say with a polite smile.

“You seem very distracted lately. Is everything okay?”

Sure, Gavin, everything is okay. I just have some criminals probably watching my every move with the one guy I’ve ever really cared about and unfortunately, that’s not you.

“Just some random stuff going on,” I say quietly.

“I was asking if they’ve gotten any closer to finishing your apartment,” he says with a little irritation in his voice.

Oh boy, I get to tell a bald-faced lie. “They are still working on it. Um, they have to fix some walls and make sure there’s no mold.”

“I still don’t see why you won’t stay with me. I mean I understand you’re friends with Gibbs, but don’t you find it a little strange? How would you feel if I had an ex-girlfriend living with me or me living with her?”

Oh my God! Will this meal ever end?

I shrug my shoulders. “I don’t know how I’d feel. Also, Clay isn’t my ex-boyfriend.”

He looks at me confused. “You don’t know how you would feel? Look at me, Jade. It doesn’t matter that you never officially dated, he’s been in-between your legs, he’s screwed you. It’s like you don’t even care about my feelings.”

Really, are we going to talk about feelings now? Is he going to ask me my favorite douche next? Because I don’t even get this in depth with my sister. I have to get out of here.

I lay my napkin on the table gently and lean forward, trying to keep my voice low but serious. “Who I have or haven’t fucked in the past is my business. I’m sorry that you don’t understand mine and Clay’s friendship but once again, that’s my business. You’re acting like we’re engaged or something when we are only casually dating. Which I’m sorry, but I think even that should end now.” I stand up from the table. “I’ll call a cab. No worries.”

He throws a few hundred dollar bills on the table and follows me out.
Seriously, just throws some fucking Benjamins on the table.

Once we are outside, I pull my phone from my purse. “I thought we had something, Jade. I thought we were moving to the next level. I was going to ask you to move in with me. I could see a future with you.”

What the? Huh? “Gavin, I don’t know where you got that idea. I would never try to lead you on, but you’ve got to realize. I’ve just gotten out of school and yes, I’m ready to start moving forward with life, but we just met.”

“But I already know I love you,” he pleads.

Really, this is getting crazy. “You don’t love me, Gavin. I think you want to, but we are not even close to there yet.” I step back and motion down with my hands. “I think we need to just drop it here. I’ve enjoyed the time we’ve spent together, but I can’t do this anymore. I appreciate all that you’ve done for me with my medical issues, but this is over.” I turn and start to walk away.

He grabs my arm. “Wait.”

I spin around and knock his hand loose. “Don’t. Now, just let me go and we’ll talk about this later.”

He backs away, throwing his hands up. “Fine, but you’re making a huge mistake.”

Fuck no, I’m not, I think this is probably the best decision I’ve made in a while. I smile, actually smile. Calling the cab company, they let me know they’ll be here soon.

~*~*~

I am drunk in public. I’m thanking Jesus or God, maybe Sly, somebody that my sister is knocked up and can’t drink. She’s going to give me a ride home. I called her from the cab and asked her to meet me. She met me at Greene’s with Sloan and Chelsea, they said we were in need of a girls’ night anyway. I told them about Gavin. Kara said it creeps her out that tomorrow she has an appointment with him.

Everyone is laughing when my sister is stoic. “I’m not kidding. Tomorrow, while he’s down there checking out my vaj, what conversation am I going to have? ‘Sorry my sister dumped your ass.’ Or will he be busy crying on my crotch?”

I take a sip from my drink, laughing. “I’d almost pay money to see him crying on your crotch with Sly there.” I jump up from my chair. “It’d be like the OB smack down.”

Chelsea laughs. “Really, though, he was like a stage five clinger.” She finishes her drink. “I really thought that when he just started showing up with coffee.”

Sloan takes a swig of her drink. “Yep, he lured you with coffee and sex.” She shakes her head. “Just like luring kids with candy.”

It hits me. “Damn it. He’s my coochie doctor, too. I’ve got problems with my innards, what the fuck am I going to do now?”

Chelsea barks out a snort. “Actually, I can see where that would pose a problem. You’d never know if he’s really doing his job, or trying to cop a cheap feel.”

I slump back in my chair. “Maybe I should just take a trick out of Liz’s playbook. I should become a lesbian.”

Kara laughs. “Nope, you like dick too much.”

Sloan giggles. “Gibbs’ dick, that is.”

Chelsea snorts again. “Yep and though I’m pretty sure Liz has one of those in a drawer, it’s not the real deal.”

I toss my napkin at a still giggling Sloan. “Yeah. There is that. Speaking of, where in the hell is Liz?” I look around like she’s gonna appear.

Chelsea smiles. “She’s seeing someone.” We all turn our attention to her. She puts up her hands. “It’s not serious yet, so that’s the reason that she hasn’t told anyone else.” She points around the table. “So no harassing her. You know how she is.”

Kara looks over at me and I can see she’s exhausted. “Sister, you look very tired. If you are ready, we can go home.”

She smiles. “Thanks. I am kinda tired. This sugar crap is no joke.”

We all load up in her SUV and she starts taking us home. I’m the last one she drops off and as I go to climb out of the car, I stumble. “That last shot maybe wasn’t such a great idea,” I giggle to my sister.

Suddenly, Clay is there scooping me up. “Come on, Firecracker, let’s get inside.”

I wave at my sister, throwing her kisses. “Thanks for the ride, Care Bear. I love you more than my luggage!”

I hear her laughing as Clay takes me in the house. Once we are inside, he takes me to my room and sits me down on my bed. “So you wanna tell me what happened?”

CHAPTER 23

GIBBS

Listening to a rambling drunk Jade tell me about her disastrous dinner, I have to laugh. She’s overly expressive with her hands. I ask, “He actually said that about me being between your thighs? That’s fucking hilarious. Did you tell him that I’m hung and that I’ve fucked you better than any other man?”

She gives me a drunken giggle. “Nah, he was already about to cry, I didn’t want to make him suicidal.” Her flopping back on the bed in that dress is painful for my cock. It rises up, almost showing the little heaven I know about. “Anyway, he’s a grower not a shower. He can get the job done, but not without some effort.”

I can’t hold back anymore at that point, I literally have tears running down my cheeks. “So,” I clear my throat. “So, what am I?”

“Oh baby, you’re all of the above. You grow and you show.” She shakes her head. “Then you grow some more. It’s like you walk around with a T-ball bat hidden in your boxers and I don’t have to put forth near as much effort,” she says, grinning.

Fuck, I gotta put her to bed before I fuck her. “All right, Firecracker, let’s get you in bed.”

She starts tugging at her dress as she flips off the black heels she’s wearing. Once she’s sitting there in a pair of black lacy boy short panties, my dick is screaming. “Come on, lay down. I’ll cover you up.”

“Can I go sleep with you?” she asks shyly.

“Sure. As long as you don’t try to take advantage of me.”

She snorts. “Nope. Not tonight.” She meanders down the hall to my room and flops on my bed. “Nope. Not shitting where I eat anymore.”

“Huh?” I’m trying to figure out what she’s trying to say.

“Well, I fucked Gavin. Not only is he a doctor at the hospital I work at, he’s my coochie doctor, my vaj adventurer, my beaver plunderer-.”

I stop her. “Quit, you’re crazy. Plus, if you and I fuck, it’s altogether different. You know that. I’m not a stage five clinger. But I get what you’re saying, and there are other doctors in the practice. We’ll make sure you get a good one. Okay?”

“Really? What is it with everyone calling him a clinger? How come no one felt the need to share those thoughts?” Suddenly she barks out another laugh. “I’m just wondering how his conversation with my sister is going to go tomorrow while he’s all up in her business.” She makes some faces and motions mocking a gynecologist that have me laughing.

I strip down to my boxers and climb in the other side of the bed. “Go to sleep, Firecracker.”

“Hmm,” she says as she wraps her long legs over mine, her bare breast touching my arm. Her hand roams down and finds my stiff cock. “He’s happy.”

“Babe, he’s gonna be happy with you touching him, but not tonight. Let’s go to sleep. You know my rule about being drunk. You feel the same way in the morning, I’ll knock the bottom out of that shit, but not now.”

Her hand stills and I realize she’s passed out.

~*~*~

Waking up with a warm mouth on my cock is always a great thing. Well, as long as it’s with the right person, and today it’s definitely the right person.

Looking down, I see the red hair bouncing around. “Hmm. Good morning to you, too.”

I feel her giggle against my shaft, the vibration sending a shiver up my spine. “Babe, come up here.” I reach down and grab her under the arms, pulling her body on top of mine. “Nothing better than waking up with a sexy redhead making my dick her personal sucker in the morning.”

She kisses my chest and looks up at me with hooded eyes. “I felt the same way this morning.”

I roll over on top of her. “That’s the best news I’ve heard in weeks.”

Her legs go around my waist, but she manages to latch her toes in the waist band of my boxers to shove them down the rest of the way. Reaching between us, I realize she’s already taken off her panties. Lining my cock up with her entrance, she lets out a moan. I feel the wetness already coating her. “Fuck, babe, you’re soaked.” As I’m about to push in, I stop. “Is this okay, you know, without a condom?”’

She nods quickly. “Yeah, go ahead.”

“You remember what I told you?” She looks a little confused. “Get ready, baby, I’m about to knock the fucking bottom out of that pussy.” Sinking into her, it reminds me that her pussy feels like home. “Fuck,” I groan. Trying to take my time, I slowly slide in and out of her. I want to take my time and enjoy this. I feel us both building quickly, even though I’ve tried to take it slow.

I slam into her a little harder than I’ve been doing. “Oh god!” she cries. “Yes!” Our movements pick up as she flips us so that I’m on bottom. Slamming down on me, we both moan. She starts riding me hard.

Seeing her tits bounce, I reach up and touch her nipple, pinching it lightly. “Fuck, fuck, fuck. Oh god!” she yells as I feel her tighten around me.

Grabbing her hips, I slam her down on my cock three more times before I come.

A few minutes later, we are both cleaned up and relaxing on my couch. “So not that I mind, but can you tell me what brought that on?”

“I decided last night that I’m tired of wasting time. I want you. If I were being honest with myself, I’ve wanted you for as long as I’ve known you,” she says, rubbing her temples.

“Little headache?” I say, smiling.

“Yeah. Just a little one,” she says, scrunching her eyes.

I laugh. “Well, I’m sure that sex helped with the hangover some, but I’ll get you some ibuprofen and water.”

“Thanks, Clay.” She sighs, lying her head back on the couch.

CHAPTER 24

JADE

Define the word awkward…me, right now.

I’m standing in the waiting area just outside of the pharmacy while Gavin and Clay stare each other down.

Gavin came to try to…well, I really don’t know. Talk to me, I guess. Clay came to take me to lunch.

“Dr. Jennings, I’ll talk with you later. I’m taking my lunch right now,” I try to say as politely as possible.

I see Clay smirk as if to say ‘ha ha motherfucker’. I give him a glare.

Lucille is watching the three of us like an episode of the Maury show.

Gavin rolls his eyes. “Fine, Jade, we’ll play it your way.” He storms out of the pharmacy area.

“Jeez, Jade, did you have to be so mean to him?” Clay says, mocking me.

“Screw you,” I snip out.

He leans down to my ear. “Already did that twice this morning and I can’t count high enough for the past few days.”

I shake my head and pop his arm. I’d love to be able to argue with him, but it’s true. We’ve been going at it like horny teens the past few days.

If he catches me standing in the bathroom putting make-up on, the next thing I know I’m bent over the counter and getting pounded from behind. If I catch him in the shower, before we know what’s happening, I’m washing his cock with my tongue.

Sitting in the hospital café, he smiles at me. “I just want you to know, I think I’m happier right now than I’ve been in several years.”

I pop a chip into my mouth and smile. “I know I am.”

Chelsea takes a seat at the table with us. “Hey, guys. I saw you sitting here. Hope I’m not interrupting.”

“No, you’re more than welcome,” I say, cutting my sandwich in half.

She turns to Clay. “Okay, so I did some digging on both sides of the law. There is some upheaval going on in Mike’s little world. Sounds like there is some power struggle stuff going on.”

He nods. “So what could that mean?”

“You want what everyone is going to tell you or do you want my cop’s kid, gut feeling?” she says, taking a sip from her bowl of soup.

He points to her with his mouth full. As in he’s telling her he wants her opinion.

“Okay, Mike, from what I’ve heard, he has always been a low level player. Trust me, I know some of these guys and they wouldn’t be sniffing around you. This is Mike, he wants power. He’s not as experienced as the key players, which makes him volatile and dangerous. He doesn’t have the organized part of organized crime down.” She wipes her mouth. “If Mike’s trying to make his way up the chain, he’s going to need cash. You’re his cash if he can bully you.”

“He should know he can’t fucking bully me,” Clay bites back.

“No, but he can threaten the girl you love, therefore bullying you in an indirect way,” she says, motioning to me. I feel the color drain from my face with those words,
the girl you love.

That makes the entire table fall into an awkward silence. My thoughts race while we finish our lunch. Does he love me? Will this Mike guy end up hurting him? How can the two of them talk about this like it’s a normal everyday conversation? I want to cry out ‘This is not normal!’ After trying to choke down the last of my lunch, I dump my tray and give Clay a kiss on the cheek before heading back to work.

Later that afternoon, I’m back at Clay’s after work. He’s outside grilling while I fix our salads, when there’s a knock at the door. Looking through the glass, I see Sloan’s brother, Jacob.

Swinging the door open, I smile. “Hey, Jacob.”

“Hey, Jade. I came by to double check the security my guys hooked up,” he says, moving into the foyer, a tall girl following him in the door.

“Sure. Thanks, by the way, for doing this,” I say to him as we walk to one of the panic panels.

Giving up on Jacob, I decide to introduce myself. I stick my hand out. “Hey, I’m Jade.”

She smiles, rolling her eyes at Jacob who is following Clay out of the room. “Roxanne. Nice to meet you. You have a great home here.”

“Oh, it’s not mine, it’s Clay’s,” I reply.

“Oh,” she says quietly.

“I have an apartment over in Highland Park.”

“Oh wow. I live off of Baskette,” she says enthusiastically.

“Awesome, once I’m back in my apartment, we need to go to dinner or something.” I smile. “Have you met Jacob’s sister, Sloan, yet? You could so do girls’ night with us.”

She shakes her head. “No, we are kind of new so we’re just taking it one date at a time. This is the first introduction to anyone.”

“Oh,” I say, realizing I’ve stuck my size nine in my mouth.

“Oh it’s just as much me as it is him. Trust me. I’m not rushing into anything. I like to go on dates, he likes to go on dates. We like to drink beer and fuck.” She shrugs. “That’s all either of us want right now. When that changes, we’ll let each other know.”

I’m sure my eyes are as big as saucers. “Okay.”

“Hey, it’s okay. This isn’t for everyone. We both have our reasons for keeping this the way it is,” she says casually.

“Hey, whatever works for you guys. Most people don’t understand Clay and me. Hell, half the time I don’t understand us,” I say just as the guys come back in the room.

Wrapping his arm around her waist, Jacob smiles. “Let’s go, babe.”

She grins up at him and then back to me. “It was nice meeting you, Jade, maybe I’ll see you soon.”

After they leave, he tells me about a couple of changes Jacob made to the alarm system as we eat our steaks and salad. Now we’re sitting on the couch watching TV. He pulls my feet into his lap. “So, how did you feel about what Chelsea had to say today?”

I sigh and lie back as he rubs my feet. “It is what it is. I think she’s right, though. It all kinda makes sense. He wants your money, that’s all. He’s trying to scare you through me.” I’m not going to mention the
girl you love
part.

“You know I’m not going to let anything happen to you, right?” he says stoically. I’m sure he’s thinking about his parents. He told me one night that deep down, he wishes he’d have stayed inside, but he thought for sure his parents would follow him out like they’d practiced. He figures his dad stayed behind to try and help his mom. His dad was closest to the window he’d crawled out of. His mother was not far behind, but he was sure they’d done his father first. His mother would’ve never gotten sliced so horribly if his father had been able to help her.

I nod. “Yes, Clay, I know.” I reach over and touch the side of his face. “This is all going to work out. We’re all going to be okay.”

He grabs my arm, pulling me over into his lap and bringing on another night of hot, wet sex. Just before I doze off, I hear him whisper, “
You are the girl I love.”