Wanting More (12 page)

The big date night came and I think I was more nervous than anyone. Conner was looking at it like it was just some job, but I couldn’t think like him. I knew seeing them together was going to send me over the edge if I let it. Heather was a gorgeous girl and Conner wasn’t going to be disappointed in that department. As Rick and I drove to where we were meeting them, I felt like I was going to puke all over myself. I tried to calm my breathing and control my anxiety, but when I met Conner’s eyes, I lost my balance and got weak in the knees. Rick was still getting out of the car and hadn’t noticed. Conner approached me and offered his hand for me to stand up. He caught my gaze but also noticed Rick approaching my side of the car. “You must be Amy? I’m Conner, Miranda’s brother. Sorry she made you do something like this. My sister is always meddling in my love life, I’m tellin’ ya.”

When Conner extended his hand for Rick, I saw his jaw clenching and half expected him to just pulverize Rick right there in the parking lot. Part of me even wanted him to do it.

Rick looked over at me. “You shouldn’t have worn those heels if you can’t even walk in em woman.” He put his hand on Conner’s shoulder and walked him into the Restaurant. I followed behind them regretting the whole time that I had agreed on this bullshit idea in the first place.

Heather didn’t arrive for a few minutes  after we got our seats and I was already feeling uncomfortable. The hostess sat us in one of those semi-circle booths and since I was the smallest, I crawled into the back with Conner and Rick on either side of me. Conner kept his distance and I was glad. Rick was asking him all about Kentucky and working on a ranch. He had no idea that Conner lived here.

I was really hoping that they would get the Kentucky talk out of the way before she started asking questions. I leaned over in Rick’s ear. “Heather doesn’t exactly get along with Miranda, but she thought these two would hit it off so try not to mention they are related. They don’t get along anyway.”

Lies, all lies. I was a professional liar now.

Rick nodded and I knew that Heather was approaching when his mouth dropped open. I couldn’t help but look at Conner, to see his expression, but when I did, he was only looking at one person.

Me.

He threw me a wink, making me blush and quickly looked elsewhere. Heather looked at me before devouring Conner with her eyes. She bit down on her lip as she extended her hand to him. He scooted more toward me so she could scoot in next to him. I reached under my seat and dug my nails into it, trying to control my emotions.

“Well, Amy, you didn’t tell me he was so fine. It’s great to meet you, Conner.” She gave him a seductive smile and we all started looking at our menus. By the time the waitress came to ask our drinks, Heather was already asking him how long he was visiting and if he had many plans while he was here.

I hid behind my menu and felt Rick’s hand on my leg. I almost jumped out my seat at first and even more when he continued to move it up my leg.  I think Conner caught what was going on, because he brushed my other leg with his and touched my arm light enough where nobody would notice. I readjusted my body, so Rick would quit it, but he kept doing it.

When the waiter came to take our orders, he finally removed his hand from my thigh. Heather ordered a salad and swooned over Conner like Rick and I weren’t even at the table. Once the waiter walked away, Rick and Conner finished off their first beer and waited to order two more. I could see this becoming a catastrophe real quick.

I think Rick could even tell that Heather was talking too much. He cut into her questioning Conner and started talking about football. Heather checked her phone and rolled her eyes, before saying she was going to use the ladies room. Once she got up and the waiter hadn’t come, Rick suggested walking up to the bar to get the beers instead of waiting. The second he left our table, Conner’s hand was on my leg. He didn’t scoot any closer and neither of us looked at each other as we spoke. “You okay, Blaze?”

“Not really. This was a terrible idea.”

He traced my hand with his before intertwining our fingers together under the table. “If I can get along with your husband for a couple hours, you can deal with this little bitch.”

“She’s already fucking you with her eyes.”

He chuckled again and it pissed me off. “Darlin’ she can do whatever she wants with her eyes, because I’ve been fuckin’ you in my mind ever since you got out of your car.”

I pulled my hand away and slapped his leg. “Don’t do that.”

“What? It’s the truth.”

“Save it Conner, even my husband wants to see her naked. Stop acting like it’s going to be hard for you.” I was so annoyed. Men sucked.

Heather was fast approaching the table and I cleared my throat so Conner would see her and shut up. “She’ll never get what you get from me. You just remember that.”

“Remember what?” Heather asked as she sat back down.

“I was telling her that I was going to owe her big time for setting me up with such a fine ass woman.” Heather blushed and giggled, while I tried to contain my anger. As Rick was approaching with four beers in his hands, I reached down and pinched the hell out of Conner’s leg. He cleared his throat and slapped my hand away before reaching for his beer. “Thanks, man.”

Our food finally came and so did the beers. The drunker Rick got, the more he couldn’t keep his hands off of me and his eyes off of Heather. At one point he was only having a conversation with her. Being the bitch that she was, she absorbed the attention and pretty much threw it in my face with her looks.

Every once in a while Conner would tap my leg, but it didn’t make me feel any better. I wanted to kill her myself and call it a day.

Once the food was cleared, I knew we would be ending the double date from Hell. I asked to be excused from the table to use the ladies room and Conner stood up too. “Do you mind showin’ me where the men’s room is?”

I looked down at Rick who was steady talking to Heather. “Well, what are you looking at me for? Show the man where the bathroom is already.”

Once we cleared the room where our table was, Conner grabbed my hand and pulled me into the men’s room. He’d obviously not needed directions to where it was located. Once he secured us in a stall and locked the door he turned around and pressed his lips against mine. “Calm down, Blaze.”

I pushed him away from me. “I can’t calm down. This is all pissing me off.”

“Are you jealous?” he started laughing at me. “You are, aren’t you? You’re afraid she is goin’ to give me a good time and make me forget all about you.”

I pushed him again. “That’s not true! I don’t care what you do. Let me out of here before we get caught.”

“It is true. Why can’t you be honest with yourself?”

“What does it matter?” I gritted my teeth. “We aren’t together, in fact my husband is out there probably trying to get in your date’s pants.”

He reached down and ran his hand between my legs. “Does it bother you more that he wants her, or that you want me just as much?” He licked my bottom lip and waited for me to respond. I closed my eyes, unable to control the fire burning between my legs.

“I hate you.” I met his tongue before it even passed my lips. Our kiss was intense and I grabbed the back of his head and held him into me. He cupped my breasts over my shirt and spun me around so my back was against the stall.

Finally realizing how dangerous this was, I pulled away from our kiss. He wiped his mouth. “Good call.” His hands started pointing down and I saw the problem. He was so hard it was poking out of the front of his jeans. “You better give me a couple minutes to calm down.”

I unlocked the door and started walking away, before I felt him pulling my shirt.  With my back against his chest, he kissed my neck one more time. “When you’re thinkin’ about me tonight, touching all over that hot body of yours, I'll be thinkin' about you too." he smacked my ass and sent me on my way.

I was sure I was all red and bothered when I got back to the table, but neither of them noticed I even came back.

Conner returned a few minutes later and insisted on paying for all of our meals. When it was all said and done the night had gone by so fast. It was like I tuned everyone out for the whole meal. Rick put his arm around me as we were leaving and shook Conner’s hand. As I climbed in the car, I caught him walking Heather to her car. I wanted to know if they would leave together. I needed to know if he would sleep with her the first night they met. A single tear trickled down my cheek as we pulled out of the parking lot.

I was so jealous. I just wanted it to be me.

Chapter 15

Conner

Her husband was a total scumbag and if I wasn’t trying to steal his wife away, I would have liked to give him a piece of my mind. If I’d ever felt bad about wanting her so much, it went out the door when I saw the way he acted around Heather. He didn’t care about Amy and she sure didn’t deserve to be treated the way he treated her.

I was just going to say my goodbyes to Heather and be on my way, but the girl just wouldn’t give up. No wonder Ty had trouble with the chick when they were in college. She wouldn’t take no for an answer and I knew that denying her could ruin my chances for finding out the truth.

She played with my hands as we stood next to her car. “So, you never told me how long you’re staying in town. You think maybe we could hook up again?”

I smiled, showing off my dimples and kissed her hand. It was better than kissing her mouth. I’d drank five beers, but it wasn’t enough to jump right into the shit. “I’ll be here for a couple of weeks and then I plan on coming back for a job I’m workin’ on.”

She placed her hands on my chest and leaned up, waiting for me to respond to her. I kissed her on the cheek and pulled away quickly. She backed away and bit down on her lip. “Where you staying tonight?”

“I got a room at a hotel while I’m workin’ here.”

“Maybe you could invite me over before you have to leave?” She kept running her hands up and down my chest.

I grabbed her hands and moved them off of me gently. “Why don’t you give me your number and I will.” She reached her damn hand in my pocket and pulled out my phone. Realizing that I had a picture of Bella on it, I grabbed it out of her hand. “It’s been actin’ up. Just tell me the number and I’ll put it in, or better yet, I’ll call you so you have mine too.”

After giving me the number she was still all up in my business. “It’s still early, you want to go out somewhere?”

I smiled and shook my head. “I’m here workin’ on a construction job and we get up real early in the mornings. It’s best if I get back and get some sleep. Why don’t you give me a call tomorrow and we can make plans.”

She leaned back against her car and took her index finger, motioning me to come toward her. I knew what she wanted and I had to close my eyes and pretend to enjoy the shit. I had to keep in mind that she wasn’t bad looking and I was sure she knew what she was doing. Our lips met and I did my best to give her a kiss that would make her think about me for the rest of the night. When I pulled away, she was all smiles. “I’ll call you tomorrow, Conner.”

“Can’t wait!” I lied.

I watched her pull away and waited to climb into my truck. This was going to be harder than I thought and it wasn’t just because I was pretending. I couldn’t get my damn head to stop picturing Amy going home with that bastard.

When I got back to the farm, I already had a damn text from Heather. I decided to go with it and get to know her enough to where we could end this thing quickly.

Once I got into the house, everyone was already asleep, I started to walk back to my room and I saw my sister’s cell phone sitting on the table. I grabbed it and sat down on the couch, scrolling down until I found Amy’s number. I thought about what to say to not get her in trouble.

Think it went well. Thanks for doing this. Hopefully he can keep his mind off of Blaze.

I got up and grabbed a beer, deciding to take the phone into my room. She wasn’t going to come out looking for it and I wanted to talk to Amy.

A few minutes later it chimed.

Wow, home already? Glad it all worked out and you’re happy.

Yes, I’m home. So what are you doing?

In my room.

Are you alone? Your husband is a dick.

Are we talking as Miranda or Conner now?

What do you think?

I think we better erase these as we send them and I know who I’m talking to. How did it go when we left?

I really don’t like her.

Just figure out a different way to help them then.

No, the plan will work fine. Trust me. She can’t wait to see me again.

Why is that?

Because I left her wanting more of my awesomeness.

I’m going to bed now.

Blaze, I was thinking about you during the kiss. I swear.

Shut up! Erase them all.

What are you wearing?

Granny panties and a smock. Goodnight Conner!

Goodnight, Blaze… Don’t be mad. You know you’re my favorite.

Stop texting me! I don’t like you right now.

Liar.

I flipped through and erased all the messages before taking the phone back to the kitchen. Amy never wrote back, but I double checked just to make sure. She was mad at me and I knew she would be. It wasn’t fair for me to keep egging her on.

When I got back in my room, I remembered I still had to answer the other chick.

Can’t wait to see you again…Goodnight. - C

Can’t wait either. Call me tomorrow. – H

I tossed my phone down on the bed and went to sleep.

The next day, I had to force myself to talk to Heather. Ty was beginning to show signs of breaking down. I could tell that it was tearing him apart and honestly, it was the only thing that kept me going on this scheme of mine. I just had to keep this up without anyone knowing. When I got some solid proof, I would be able to tell Ty and hopefully make everything better.