Wanting You - EDITING.

Chapter Five

I couldn't believe it, he was about to be married and had me on the side, fuck this makes me his mistress, this actually made me the other woman.

I was a home wrecker.

The door opened and shut and Brooke walked in “have you seen the hot guy who just turned up”

“black hair, blue eyes and tall?” I muttered knowing exactly who she was talking about, he was the only hot guy here.

“so you have seen him, he's the one who's getting married right?” she asked sitting beside me then noticed I had been crying “Alex what's wrong?”

“you remember that guy Blake?” I asked her wiping my eyes with the back of my hand.

“yeah” she sighed dreamily.

“hot engaged guy is Blake” I looked up at her, her eyes went wide and she held her mouth open.

“but he's still been writing to you” she whispered.

I nodded unable to speak as more tears formed, I couldn't believe I had been so stupid to think he was single, he never once mentioned a girl in his life.

I let out a muffled scream as I threw a pillow over my face, why did everything in my life have to turn to shit.

Why couldn't I just have this, have this perfect guy who actually seemed like he really liked me, and why didn't he tell me he was moving down here, he knew exactly where I lived and worked.

“come and have a drink” Brooke grabbed the pillow throwing it off the bed so I couldn't grab it again, she knew I wouldn't reach for the one underneath my head.

“fine I will drink and I am going to get drunk and please don't let me go near Blake” I begged her, I would have more or less confronted him and made a scene, maybe I could do that.

We headed back out to the party, I fixed my make up and made sure I didn't look like a complete mess.

I went straight to the bar, I needed a stiff and strong drink and I needed it now, I grabbed a bottle of Jack and a bottle of Vodka, pouring half and half, yes I know it's a weird combo but heck I want to drink away this fury I was feeling and since Brooke ditched me to bag herself a sugar daddy.

Just as long as it wasn't my dad or grand parents then I was ok with it, that would be too weird for me.

“we need to talk now” I heard him before I seen him.

“nothing to say” I spoke before downing the shot.

“let me explain” Blake was now in front of me, sitting on the bar stool.

At least the bar was away from everyone so if we were going to have that talk now then noone would hear what I had to say, and right now I had a lot to say.

“you slept with me twice, and have been talking to me constantly, we have been having phone sex, I can't believe we even swapped naked photos, you were lying this entire time, your getting married and led me on this entire time, I never would have found out if you didn't come here tonight” I hissed pouring myself another shot.

“I was off my head when we first screwed so don't use that against me, you was sleeping with Jock and didn't hear me complain, I know I should have told you but how, just send it in a text, I wanted to do it in person and definitely not like this” he stood up leaning over the bar, our faces close together.

Ugh why does he have to be so good looking.

“I still want you” I breathed out, I could feel my legs weakening as his warm minty breath blowing over my face as he lent closer taking my shot and downing it, keeping his eyes on me the whole time.

“no” he finally spoke sitting the shot down, a pang of rejection stabbed me in the stomach until he spoke again “not here, where's your car?”

“out front” I frowned wondering why he wanted to know that.

“let me guess its that range rover” he smirked and I nodded “get your friend to take us to your place, meet you out front in 30” and with that he walked off.

What the hell just happened?

Oh that's right I just lost all my self fucking control.

I took off to find Brooke, I was in a state of panic when I came across her, she was chatting up some old dude, ok so he was around 40 but still out of all the guys here she goes for him.

I yanked hard on her arm interrupting their conversation, judging by the look on her face she doesn't seem too unhappy, actually more relieved “excuse me for a minute” she smiled at the man as we walked off.

“we have a problem” I hissed trying to look casual around everyone.

“what? And why are you smiling like a weirdo?” she laughed.

“we have 25 minutes and we're leaving” I started

“oh thank god, I wanted an early night as well, we could leave now?” she offered.

“no, we cant because Blake is coming over with us” I said really quietly as I lent closer towards her.

“Lex no, he's engaged” she shook her head groaning slightly, she even did a little foot stomp which made me laugh.

“I like him, like a lot lot lot” I dragged out in slow words.

I looked up and he was there with his so called fiance, he couldn't see me looking at them or more like watching as they were talking to another couple, it was weird because for a newly engaged couple they were standing far apart and not even touching each other.

Trouble in paradise already? I hoped so.

“fine he can come over but don't have sex, just keep it in your underwear” Brooke nudged me in the ribs.

I gave her a look “keep it in my underwear?” really? Was I meant to have a dick I didn't know about?

“just don't sit on his face” she laughed slapping me on the ass and taking hold of my hand.

I walked to my parents and wished them a great party, mum wasn't happy because the cake hadn't been cut or a speech been made, I didn't care, there was no way in hell I was going to listen to that speech being made.

When we got to the driveway Blake was already there, facing the road sculling the rest of his beer, then tossing the bottle in the wheelie bin that was out the front, when he turned around he kept a poker face on.

“I'm Brooke Alex's best friend and room mate” he held her hand out, oh kill me now.

“Blake” he spoke as they shook hands, really they were shaking hands, I knew I wanted to shake something and it definitely wasn't his hand.

God these dirty thoughts were getting worse.

The drive to our place seemed to take forever, I was suddenly nervous as we entered the apartment, Brooke let out an overly fake yawn “oh look at that I need to sleep” she spoke too energetic for someone who was tired and then just took off, leaving Blake and I standing there in the kitchen alone.

“want a drink?” I asked quietly.

He shook his head stepping towards me, the thick air surrounding us suddenly ten times thicker and hotter, I felt hot and flushed “I want you” he spoke, his voice dark and husky.

“this way” I blurted out turning and walking quickly towards my bedroom, as soon as he had stepped in here he closed the door, flicking the lock and facing me.

It was exactly like a move, both of us jumping towards each other, my hands over his face as his went to my bottom, running over my thighs and squeezing hard as he lifted me up, I wrapped my legs around him tightly as he walked us to the bed, it wasn't a far walk but still I liked being in his embrace.

I pulled back gasping for air and needed to clear something up, mainly for me “once we do this there is no going back” I stated, I waited for his answer but nothing, nothing expect for his mouth slamming back to mine and his hands pulling my shorts off.

Looks like I got my answer.