He smirked before his hand gripped the back of my neck and he pulled my face to his. After his soft lips left mine, he looked right in my eyes.
“It’s not what you said, it’s what you didn’t say, but I missed you too.”
Laughing nervously, I pulled away from him as the server returned with our drinks. I tossed mine down my throat then handed it over. “I’ll take another please.” I needed something to control the feelings rising in me, and at the moment, alcohol was all I had.
“I missed you too, Trooper,” he said with a smug grin before he turned up the beer. He finished half before he lowered it again and just stared at me. If I hadn’t felt the material from my dress flowing against my body because of the slight breeze, I’d swear I was naked from the way lustfully stared at me. I didn’t know if it was because he was clearly high and tipsy or if he just really wanted me like that. Either way, I felt something.
“Oh, was I supposed to miss you?” I said, trying to ease the tension I felt.
Trooper, on the other hand, appeared relaxed, like he didn’t have a care in the world.
“Supposed to, maybe not, but I hope you did. I’ve been thinking about you.”
“Really, that’s hard to tell.”
With an unreadable expression, he searched my face. “Why, because I didn’t call?”
“Yes, that’s what you do when you miss someone, right? You communicate with them,” I said, feeling like a neglected school girl begging for a man’s attention.
“My apologies, but you acted like I didn’t cross your mind, and I didn’t think it mattered. Had I known, I would have beenon your line every day. I mean, I had shit to do, but I would have made time for you, Sophie.”
He reached for me and waited for me to accept his invitation into his personal space again.
Once my body was against his, I felt what I saw in his eyes and it really made me nervous. I squirmed a little, trying to avoid it.
“Don’t worry about that. The way you looking in this damn dress, it ain’t going nowhere.” Trooper lifted his beer to his lips and I watched as he finished it. Even as he held it to his mouth, I could still see the smile behind it.
For the rest of the night, Trooper made sure to keep me close to him. That, of course, didn’t sit well with the majority of his female guests, but he didn’t seem to mind. It was as if they didn’t exist to him and that made me smile.
Being with him had my hormones all over the place because he constantly had his hands on me. Nothing inappropriate, but not a moment passed where he wasn’t massaging the small of my back or my thigh. When he wasn’t doing that, his lips somehow found my neck or temple, which kept me downing drinks so I wouldn’t jump out of my skin from the feel of his skin against mine. I wasn’t used to being around a man like him. I watched how people acted around him and it was a huge turn on.
They treated him like he was royalty, constantly vying for his attention, men and women. Well, everyone except Carlos. The two of them behaved like brothers, constantly at one another. I could tell they were extremely close. I also noticed they were one in the same with women because Los moved about the entire room showing attention to every soft body who would allow. I imagined Trooper would have done the same had I not been there and that bothered me a little.
“Ay, how the fuck I ended up getting rid of all these people, and this was your party, Troop?”
I looked up from the chair I was sharing with Trooper on the balcony. He was leaned back with me against his body and chest. I had long since passed my limit on drinks and assumed he had too because Trooper’s eyes had been closed for the last half hour. The only reason I knew he wasn’t asleep was because his thumb glided across my thigh as his hand rested there.
“’Cause you my people and you gon’ always make sure I’m good.” Trooper’s deep voice vibrated though his chest onto my back, sending chills through me.
I smiled at Carlos, who chuckled.
“You’re right, but you’re gonna pay me back. Got me playing host while you spent the night up under her pretty ass.” Carlos winked at me and Trooper laughed.
“You see her, right? Do you blame me?” This time Trooper turned his head and looked up at his friend before his hand moved from my thigh to my stomach.
“Yeah, I see you, Troop. You need a ride, baby girl? ’Cause this muthafucker is lit the fuck up. He’s faded.”
“Hell no, she don’t need a ride. She’s staying, and if she did, I damn sure wouldn’t send her with your no good ass. Fuck outta here with all that.”
Again, Carlos laughed. “Come on, Troop, you know me better than that, but since you good, I’m out. Hit me tomorrow when you sober. It was nice meeting you, Sophie. Maybe I’ll see you again.” He smiled at me before he turned and left the balcony.
“Lock up on your way out, Los,” Trooper yelled before his other hand moved up my thigh under my dress. I felt my body tense, but the feel of his hand on my skin was good. Really good.
“Should I call a service or will yours take me?” I asked just before his hand reached my upper thigh and moved between my legs, which I tightened.
He chuckled and forced them apart before his fingers moved across the thin fabric of my thong.
“You heard me tell Los you were staying, right?” he asked as his tongue glided across my skin and his finger slipped through the side of my thong then grazed my slit before slipping inside me.
