“Relax, I wasn’t with her tonight. I had to handle some shit with my brother.”
Although my first thought was to put Melina in her place, I also wanted to keep her eating out of the palm of my hand. She was still useful to me.
“Oh, is everything okay? He and Nyx?—”
“Everything’s fine,” I shot back before she could start asking more questions that I wasn’t going to answer.
“You sure?”
“Yep.”
“Well, in that case, my husband’s passed out drunk on the couch, which means he won’t be up until sometime tomorrow afternoon. If you want to meet up?—”
“Not tonight. I’m pretty tired, and we have a lot to do at the club to finish getting things together for the reopening. I need to get some rest.”
She let out a disappointed sigh, which didn’t bother me one bit. But for the sake of the plan, I forced myself to play along.
“Don’t trip. When I get to the club tomorrow, I’ll snatch you up in front of Sanya and carry you to my office to dick you down.”
I could hear the excitement in her voice. “I’m going to hold you to that.”
“No need. You know I don’t say shit I don’t mean.”
“Oh, trust me, I know.”
“Good.”
Everything I’d just offered was childish as hell. But that was the kind of shit Melina was on. She loved thinking she was rubbing something in another woman’s face, and seeing as she didn’t like Sanya, this was the ultimate fuck you. Little did she know, Sanya already knew the deal. She knew that what I had going on with Melina was simply a small piece to a much bigger puzzle.
Sanya didn’t give a damn about who I was fucking and how I was fucking them as long as when it was her turn, she got my full attention. She wasn’t the clingy type, and she probably had just as many females on her roster as I did. Hell, she probably enjoyed screwingthemmore than she enjoyed screwing me. Dick was her go-to when she got tired of pussy, and if she could get more than one at a time, she was always down. But you would never think that when you saw her. At first glance, she looked like an innocent woman just trying to manage the bar likeshe was hired to do. But when the lights went down, she was a fucking freak and one of the best kind.
But outside of a good time between the sheets, Sanya and Melina weren’t my type. Sanya was smaller than what I usually went for and Melina…well, she was someone’s fucking wife. Despite what it seemed, I actually believed in the sanctity of marriage.
“Ocean, did you hear me?” Melina asked.
“Huh?”
“Do you know what time you’ll be in tomorrow?”
Before I could reply, a knock hit my door.
“Ocean, are you asleep?” Skye whispered.
Melina huffed. “Who is?—”
I ended the call and tossed the phone back onto the nightstand.
“Nah, you good?” I called out toward the door.
Sighing, Skye pushed the door open and stepped into my room.
My brow lifted, the sight of her nipples stealing my attention as they poked against the loose fitting tank she’d grabbed from my drawer.
“I’m sorry to bother you. I just?—”
“You’re not bothering me.” I sat up. “What’s wrong?”
“I can’t sleep. Every time I close my eyes, I just see somebody grabbing me. The shit is on replay in my head, and I can’t make it stop.”
