“Then what is it?”
I looked around us, making sure there was no one nearby that could overhear this conversation. “I don’t want there to be any jealousy.”
“There wouldn’t be.”
Even though he said that,I actually wasn’t sure if he meant it or not.
Only time would tell.
SEVEN
Nicky
I wouldn’t be jealous,but I wasn’t sure about Veronica. I didn’t know her. I knew what her pussy felt like wrapped around my fingers and that was it. She wanted fun and I was going to help her with that. If I could use Noah’s body in the process, it was a win-win for me. For all of us really.
I wished I could make Noah understand that even though I wasn’t ready for a relationship, he really was the only one for me. Maybe I was in fact ready to settle down with one person but at the same time, I didn’t want to have to put a label on it. It didn’t make sense really. I was raised in a household where my parents were deeply in love up until the day my mom passed away. If she hadn’t, I was sure my dad and mom would be traveling the world together. I missed her terribly but at the same time, I was happy she was no longer suffering.
While Noah went back to work, our conversation unfinished, I drank my beer and ate some nachos.
A half an hour later, Veronica walked into the bar. I noticed her before she noticed me. She was wearing a formfitting black dress that hit just above her knees. There was a deep V in the neckline that showcased cleavage I couldn’t wait to sink my teeth into.
She looked around the room, her eyes finally landing on mine. A wide smile spread on her face. She sauntered toward me, her hips swaying from side to side. Those hips wouldn’t be able to move when both Noah and I were through with her.
“Hello, Veronica,” I greeted her as she sat down across from me. “It’s nice to see you again.”
“It’s nice to see you too.” Her eyes dropped to my mouth. “Really nice to see you.”
I chuckled, shaking my head at her innuendo. “It’s been that long, has it?”
“You have no idea.” She laughed, brushing her long hair over her shoulder.
“We’ll have to set some ground rules before anything happens,” I explained. “But that can wait until Noah’s done working. For now, what would you like to drink?”
“Just a vodka martini please.”
I ordered her a drink, wishing this night could move a little faster. I was on edge after my conversation with Noah and I needed a damn release.
When the waitress brought over the martini for Veronica, I couldn’t help but watch her. She pulled an olive off the plastic stick with her teeth, her cheeks becoming rosy. I found myself wanting to see just how far that blush went and if I could make it become even redder.
While we sat in a comfortable silence, I let my mind wander over the rules that we would have to set. I didn’t want there to be any jealousy between the three of us butespecially not when it came to Noah. I didn’t want a relationship. Wasn’t sure if I ever would. That was what I told myself anyway. I ignored that little voice in my head that I was being stupid and should man up and tell him how I feel.
There was no reason for my struggles with wanting to settle down. My parents had been together up until the day my mom passed. They were happy. It wasn’t like I was raised in a broken home. I just didn’t have time.
I wish I could say I did. I was a photographer and it took me around the country often, sometimes even out of it. If I could only stay in one spot for long enough, maybe then I could settle down and form some sort of relationship with another person. My thoughts traveled to Noah. He had a crush on me for years. It wasn’t new information, and he wasn’t subtle about passing little glances my way either. Now that we were sleeping together, I thought maybe that could be enough for us. Clearly, I was wrong. Whispers and rumors had gone around his friends and my brother reported back to me often.
“I’m in love with you.”
My dick twitched at the memory of his confession. But the fight that turned into rough sex was even better.
“What kind of rules are we setting up?” Veronica asked after she got her second martini.
“I’m all for sharing Noah but I refuse to let there be any jealousy between any of us.”
“You’re claiming him as yours?” she asked, raising an eyebrow.
“Yes,” I answered automatically.
She grinned. “I’m sure he’ll be happy to hear that.”
