Undeniable Love - Journey of Love Book 2 (28 page)

Ryn and I mostly talked about the move back down to the ranch. I was headed down before Ryn. She needed to stay back for a bit to take care of her business and get her place packed up and rented out.

“I’m thinking I only want to bring a few pieces of furniture with me. Mostly everything I bought when I first bought my place is junk.”

“Baby, we can bring anything down you want.”

Giving me a sexy ass grin, Ryn leaned across the table. “I’m thinking this is a new chapter to our lives. One we are starting together. I want everything to be about us. I think picking out our furniture together will kind of be fun.”

Rolling my eyes, I laughed. “Somehow your idea of fun and mine are way different.”

Laughing, Ryn looked up at the waiter. Setting the dessert we ordered in the middle of the table, he turned and walked off.

“Huh. Dickhead must have found someone better to flirt with.”

Dropping her mouth open, Ryn said, “Hey! You just intimidated him with daggers you’ve been shooting at him with your eyes since we sat down.”

Taking Ryn’s hand in mine, I smiled. “You ready to go dancing?”

Nodding her head she whispered, “Very ready. Where are we going?”

Pulling out some money and tossing it down on the table, I stood. I knew how much Dodge’s friendship meant to Ryn. I had gone to Dodge’s club the day after we got in the fight at Starbucks. After a long chat, we both came to terms with things and I knew this would make things easier for all of us. “Let’s forget dessert and head to Dodge’s club.”

Smiling she stood up. “Really?”

“Yeah, let’s go have some fun, baby.”

Wrapping my arm around Ryn’s waist, we made our way out of the restaurant. Taking one last look at our waiter, I gave him my best go to hell look as we passed by.

Walking into Red 7, I had my arm draped over Ryn’s shoulders. The loud music was not helping the dull pulsing in my temples. As the seconds ticked off the clock, I knew I was that much closer to showing Ryn my playroom.

Pushing the sick feeling from my gut, I placed my lips to her ear. “You look beautiful this evening.”

Turning, Ryn smiled. “You’ve mentioned that already.”

Grinning, I yelled, “I think I’d rather fight off the waiter. The moment you walked in here about fifty guys started eye fucking you.”

Laughing, Ryn playfully hit me in the stomach. “Stop it! Let’s find Dodge, say hi and then get our dance on before my ankle gives out in these heels.”

Nodding my head, I turned Ryn toward the bar. Walking up to the bar, I shouted to the red-haired bartender. She had more piercings on her face than I’d ever seen. “Dodge around?”

Nodding she yelled, “He’s in his office. He expecting you?”

Shouting back I said, “Yes.”

Motioning with her head the bartender said, “Head on back then, handsome.”

Feeling Ryn grip my arm harder, I let out a chuckle. Looks like we both had a bit of a jealous streak.

Pulling me from the bar, Ryn headed to the side of the bar and to the hallway that led back to Dodge’s office.

Quickly knocking once, Ryn opened the door and we walked into Dodge’s office. “Ohmygod! So sorry!” Ryn shouted as she quickly shut the door and turned to look at me. Her hand went up to her mouth and she began laughing.

“Holy shit. There is a guy in Dodge’s office and he was . . . um . . . busy!”

“Is he fucking someone in there?”

“Ah . . .” Ryn’s face was bright red. “It’s not Dodge. It’s a guy with brown hair.”

Pulling my face back, I looked at Ryn confused. “This is Dodge’s office, right?”

Ryn turned and looked at the door. “Yeah, but the sign that said Dodge Walker General Manager is gone.”

Now my curiosity was getting the better of me. Reaching for the door, I went to open it.

Ryn grabbed my arm and pulled back. “Tristan, no! There is a couple having sex.”

“In Dodge’s office, Ryn? Where is Dodge?”

Confusion spread across Ryn’s face. “Maybe he’s not working tonight.”

The sound of the bass in the music in the club was penetrating the walls. For some reason the beat had my dick jumping. Opening the door, I pushed it open.

Yep. There was for sure a couple in here fucking. The guy was sitting in the chair and a blonde-haired girl with blue streaks throughout was riding the hell out of the guy.

“Yes! Yes, your cock fills my pussy to the max, Dodge.”

Smiling, I shook my head. Dodge must have dyed his hair brown and that’s why Ryn thought it was a strange couple. “Fuck me harder, Chase. Come on, baby.”

Turning, I looked at Ryn standing outside the office door with a look of horror on her face. She kept motioning with her hands for me to come back out. Smiling, I shook my head.

Time for me to have a little fun.

Slowly making my way over to the chair, I wiped the smile from my face. Dodge’s back was to me and the blonde had her eyes closed as she kept repeating how great Dodge’s dick was.

Taking in a deep breath, I put my game face on. “Why? Why would you do this to us?” I shouted.

The blonde kept riding Dodge as she opened her eyes. Dodge attempted to turn his chair but the blonde was riding him hard as she just looked at me smiling. “Who . . . are . . . you?”

Looking at Dodge who now placed his hands on her hips to get her to stop moving. “Chase, stop.”

Looking back at the blonde, I said as I pointed to myself, “Who am I? Who. Am. I? Who the hell are you?”

Smiling, she purred back, “I asked first, handsome.”

Pointing to Dodge I said, “I’m his partner. We just got married last week.”

Dodge, the blonde,
and
Ryn all said, “What?”

Turning, I glanced over my shoulder to Ryn who was now laughing.

Walking up to Dodge, I smacked the shit out of the back of his head. “How could you? How long have you been unfaithful to me?”

The blonde sitting on Dodge’s lap jumped off of him, causing Dodge to quickly cover his now limp dick.

“What in the fuck are you doing?” Dodge asked as he stood.

“Just be honest with me, Dodge. If you wanted to try something new, I would have been all for it.”

“Really? Cause I’ve never had two guys at once. I heard two dicks at once are amazing.”

Dodge and I both turned and looked at the blonde who was just standing there smiling.

Dodge quickly pulled his pants up and grabbed his shirt. “Chase, can you please get dressed and get back to work?”

Nodding her head she smiled. “Sure, boss.”

Looking back at Ryn, she had her back to the office and all I could see was her shoulders bouncing up and down. I loved that Ryn had a good sense of humor.

“Listen here, handsome dude . . .”

“It’s Tristan, my name is Tristan.”

Muttering something under her breath, the blonde continued, “Listen, I had no idea that Dodge was taken. Had I known, I would have never have made a move. But you should probably know, Tristan. I think Dodge is into girls, too. Like a lot. A whole lot.”

Turning, she walked away as Dodge was attempting to find his voice. “Chase! Chase, he’s only kidding! We are not together. That is his girlfriend, Ryn.”

The blonde stopped and looked at Ryn. Grinning she said, “Are y’all down for a foursome?”

“No!” Me, Dodge, and Ryn all shouted at once.

Giving Dodge and me a disappointed look, the blonde turned and walked away.

I busted out laughing as Ryn walked up and sat down in one of the chairs, laughing her ass off. “Oh my gosh! You should have seen your face, Dodge. It was priceless.”

Lifting her hand in a high five motion, I slapped it.

“You’re a real asshole, do you know that? Do you know how long it took me to get into that girl’s pants, you prick?”

Making a disgusted sound, Ryn mumbled, “Nice. Real nice.”

Dodge pulled his shirt over his head and grunted in frustration. “Fuck! What in the hell do you two want anyway?”

Pulling my head back, I knew Dodge couldn’t have been that frustrated by losing out on a fuck that clearly meant nothing to him. Something must have been up.

“What’s with the hair, Dodge?” Ryn asked. Pushing his hand through his hair, Dodge shrugged half-heartedly.

“Put it back to my natural color.”

Ryn looked shocked. “You’re not a blond?”

Dodge glanced over to Ryn for one quick second before he picked up some papers off of his desk and threw them into a box on the floor. “No, Ryn. I’m not.”

Looking around for the first time, I saw all the boxes. “Wait, what’s going on? Why all the boxes?”

Dodge stopped grabbing shit and throwing it into the box and sat in his chair. “I’m no longer the general manager here. Tonight is my last night managing the club.”

Ryn stood up quickly. “What? Why? Dodge, you love your job!”

Rubbing the back of his neck, Dodge let out a frustrated moan. “Fuck! This is bullshit. My life just went to the shits.”

Sitting down next to Ryn, we exchanged looks. This could not be good.

I HAD NEVER SEEN DODGE
so upset and stressed before. I reached for Tristan’s hand as we sat there and listed to Dodge rambling on about his father, the club being his life, and having to go back to a job he hated.

“Wait, I thought your dad was a lawyer?” I asked.

Dodge closed his eyes and nodded his head. “He is.”

“Okay, so you said you have to go back to a job you hated. What did you do for your father?”

Dodge looked away. It was almost as if he didn’t want to acknowledge what he used to do for his dad.

“I was a lawyer, Ryn. I worked for my dad for a year before I couldn’t take it anymore. It was bad enough my father pushed me hard in high school and college, working for him was worse.”

My mouth dropped open. As Tristan asked, “You . . . were a lawyer?”

Dodge glared at Tristan. “Yeah, I was. Don’t act too surprised.”

Holding up his hands Tristan said, “Hey, not judging dude, that just threw me for a loop.”

Looking at Tristan and giving him a smile, I wanted to say I was thrown too. But I didn’t. I did however have a million questions. Dodge was a lawyer. “What did your dad do that made you hate it so much, Dodge?”

“First off, he made me a partner, almost immediately, which didn’t sit too well with the other established lawyers. Nothing like walking into a party and having everyone moan because the party pooper just showed up.”

“Damn, that would suck,” Tristan said.

Pinching his lips together, Dodge agreed. “It did. Then he stuck me with the stupidest cases. Shit that a first year law student could win. It was frustrating.” Dodge dropped his head back against the headrest of his chair. “I don’t know what to do.”

Tristan leaned forward and put his elbows on Dodge’s desk. “Don’t go work for him. Why are you letting him have the upper hand, Dodge? I mean, unless daddy is sending you a shit load of money every month, the last time I checked you were a grown man. Don’t let your old man run your life.”

Dodge’s eyes filled with sadness and for some reason my heart broke for him. I knew Dodge well enough to know he wasn’t just rolling over and letting his dad walk all over him. I also knew what it was like to have parents who tried to control your entire life.

“I don’t have a choice,” Dodge whispered in the saddest voice I’d ever heard.

“Why?” I asked.

Looking away before I could see the tears forming in his eyes, he tried to talk but his voice cracked. Clearing his throat, Dodge began talking.

“My mother was thrilled when I told her I wanted to be a lawyer. She was a lawyer herself, but she was also a CPA. She loved her job and wanted me to love mine as well. I breezed through high school and graduated early, making my mother proud and my father ecstatic he had something to brag about to his partners at the law firm. I knew right away I wanted to do business law. My father specializes in family law.” Shaking his head and laughing, he looked away. “Really my father specialized in everything. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him lose a case. Any case.”

Looking back at Tristan and me, Dodge continued talking as he messed with a piece of paper on this desk. “When my father showed he had no faith in me being a real-time lawyer, I told him I was leaving. If he couldn’t give me the cases I deserved and the experience I needed to be a good lawyer then I’d go manage a damn club. He laughed and told me I’d never make it without him. I got pissed and walked out of his office, never looking back. Two days later, I changed my hair color to dirty-blond and was general manager of Red 7. My mother was heartbroken and my father was just downright pissed off that his son would walk away from one of the biggest law firms in Austin and be a bartender.”