Falling Too Deep

Chapter 20

"Damn you got tan!" Bradley said as he helped me carry my bags inside.

I laughed. "I was burnt for two days straight and it came out like this."

I had dropped Andrea off at her apartment after our flight and then I headed home. It was kind of crazy how I already wanted to see her again and we literally spent the whole week together.

"How was the trip?"

I went straight to the living room and plopped on the couch to rest my legs.

"It was cool..."

He sat on the other side of the couch and smirked. "It was cool?"

I nodded. "That's what I said right?"

"So...you didn't have fun?"

I shook my head and reached for the remote. "No. I had fun."

"Did you bang her or what?"

I smiled at the thought of maybe inviting Andrea over tonight and making love to her again. I couldn't get enough of her. Bradley shook my shoulder roughly and laughed.

"Well I'll be damned! You finally did it."

I smirked at him. "I never said we did it."

He scoffed and punched my arm playfully. "I know that smile you lil bitch. Tell me how it happened."

I shrugged. "I don't know. She told me she was ready and we just did it."

"What did her body look like?"

I rolled my eyes at him. "I'm not telling you that."

He sighed. "Come on! Just tell me. I tell you everything about my hook-ups."

I glared at him. "Andrea isn't a hook-up though. What we did was way more special."

He held up his hands and leaned further in the couch. "Okay. Okay. Sorry. But you have to tell me, it's bro code."

I sighed. What the hell. "Her body was....perfect. I can't describe it."

"How big was her ass?"

I laughed. "Pretty big."

"Tits?"

"They were big enough for my hands...but, enough about her body, geez. By the way I told her I loved her."

Bradley's eyes widened and he clapped his hands. "Congratulations man. Did she say it back?"

I nodded, smiling. I truly loved Andrea with all my heart. Ugh, she always has me sounding so cheesy. Bradley's phone rang and he checked the number out before sliding it back into his pocket.

I raised my brows at him. "Who was that?"

Bradley's face turned pink and he shrugged. "Just a friend."

I smirked at him. I knew my friend better than that, who ever had called him was a female.

"A female friend?"

He shrugged and reached for the remote, switching the channel. "Does it matter?"

I nodded and crossed my arms. "Bradley Stevens you have a crush."

He rolled his eyes. "No I don't. Gosh Nick you're such a bastard."

I teased him for a good ten minutes until he exploded. "Okay! I like this girl!" he said, his face beet red.

I chuckled. "What's her name?"

"Claire."

"Sounds like she's sophisticated."

He ignored me and I pushed his arm to get him to talk. "C'mon tell me about her. Where did you meet her?"

His answer was short and quick and I had a hard time hearing. I frowned and hit the side of his head.

"Bradley tell me where!"

He sighed. "The library! Okay! I met her at the library!"

I burst out into laughter and he crossed his arms.

"Yeah, yeah laugh at me."

I held my stomach and pointed to him. "You!? At the library? Never in a million years!"

He rolled his eyes. "Claire is sexy okay? I saw her at Starbucks and followed her into the library. Turns out she works there. I got her number but I regret it because she's too smart for me."

I stopped laughing and wiped non-existent tears under my eyes. "Is that why you didn't answer? You shouldn't ignore her if you really like her."

He sighed and rubbed his face. "It's just so hard. I do like her. But when we hang out she talks about people like Shakespeare and Mozart. I don't know those people. I just want to bang her so bad, but she won't even let me kiss her! It's been a whole week!"

I smiled and patted his back. "How about you invite her over this weekend? I'll just throw a small get together and you can hang out with her more."

He shook his head. "I don't know. I don't think she's into parties."

I grinned. "Tell her....tell her it's a book club meeting!"

He laughed. "I don't think that will work."

I shrugged. "Worth a try."

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Andrea- POV:

"Welcome back!"

I smiled at Christie who stood in my doorway with ridiculously high heels on and sunglasses bigger than her face.

"Hey Christie!"

She hugged me and I could smell her Victoria Secret perfume very strongly. Oh how I missed her. She pulled out the hug first and squeezed my cheeks.

"I missed you!"

I moved her hands and chuckled. "I missed you too girl."

We hugged again and then she pulled me into my room. "Okay tell me everything!"

I laughed and laid across my bed. "What do you want to know?"

She pulled off her sunglasses and tapped her chin. "Hmm...how was the weather?"

I smiled. "It was lovely. Everything there was perfect."

I caught her staring at my neck and then she leaned closer to me. "Is that a diamond necklace?"

My hand instantly went to it and I grinned. "Yeah. Nick gave it to me as a gift."

She fanned her face and giggled. "Oh my gawd! That is adorable! It looks so expensive!"

I nodded. "I know! It's pure diamonds!"

We both squealed and once we calmed down she gave me a sneaky smile.

"You have to tell me how big his dick was."

My eyes widened and I playfully pushed her. "Christie!"

She laughed. "What?"

"How did you even know we had sex?"

She smirked at me. "Honey I saw that look in your eye and I just knew you gave it up. Plus you're glowing!"

I smiled and shook my head. Christie was too crazy.

"So? Tell me! How was the sex?"

I shrugged and I could feel my face getting hotter. "It was everything I imagined. He told me he loved me."

Christie squealed again. "Oh my gawd! That is so romantic!"

I giggled and bit my lip. "I know. I said it back too. I really do love him Christie."

She hugged me and smiled so wide it looked like it hurt. "Sweetie I know you do! Okay so seriously how big was he?"

I played with my fingers and smiled. "He was huge. Bigger than I expected."

We squealed again and then Christie asked me millions of more questions.

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Nick - POV:

"Hello Nick. I'll buzz you right in."

I gave Jena a fake smile and waited for the door to buzz. Once it did I walked into my dads office and he was sitting at his desk waiting for me.

"Hello son. Are you excited to start work on Monday?"

I shrugged. "I'd rather stick forks in my eyes."

He scoffed. "Sit down."

I sat in front of his desk and sighed impatiently. "What do you want?"

He slid me a brief case and grinned. "I wanted to give you some of the employee supplies."

He stared at me like he was waiting for me to open the brief case so I leaned forward and clicked it open. Inside was a set of keys, a badge with my name, and a gun. My eyes widened and I quickly shut the case.

"What the hell do I need a gun for!"

He sighed. "Relax it's not loaded. There are bullets in the pocket though...if you ever need to use it."

I shook my head and pushed the brief case to him. "No way. I'm not even licensed for a gun."

He tossed me a plastic card and once I got ahold of it I read over it. It was a gun license with a picture of my face on it.

"Now you are."

I shook my head firmly. "I'm not taking the gun."

He leaned forward and frowned. "You will take the fucking gun, or you can kiss your sorry life goodbye got it?"

I looked away from his mean mug and sighed. "Fine. I'm not using it though."

He shrugged. "Whatever."

I grabbed the brief case and took a stand. "Are we done here?"

He held up his hand and fixed his tie. "One more thing, you have a visitor. She's been waiting all day, let me buzz her in."

He clicked a button on his desk and I waited impatiently. Finally, his office door opened and a tall blonde woman walked in. She had on thick red lipstick and she looked like she had smoked a pound of weed.

"Hello Nicholas."

I frowned and looked at my dad. "Who the hell is this?"

My dad smiled at the blonde and gestured to me. "Tori this is my son, son this is the lovely Tori. She'll be helping you around once you start work and getting you used to the job."

I looked at the lady in disgust. "I'm pretty sure I can cope without her."

Tori crossed her arms and licked her thick red lips. "Don't be a dickhead. I'm here to help."

My dad smiled at her like she was the only turkey on Thanksgiving as she walked up to me and placed her hand on my shoulder. "Don't make this harder than what it is, okay?"

I glared at her and she pulled a box of cigarettes out her jacket pocket. "Want one?"

I shook my head. "I don't smoke."

She shrugged and I walked past her not even bothering to say goodbye. On my way out Jena desperately said bye but I ignored her and hurried outside, clutching the brief case in my hands. I was carrying a fucking gun. I didn't even know where to put it.

I quickly moved down the busy street trying to remember where I parked my car, but I couldn't...my mind was racing too fast. I really needed a drink. Shit. Where the hell was my car? I moved quicker bumping people out the way until I spotted a taxi. Fuck the car I needed to get home.

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