Love Bites

Facades

He stretched languidly and rolled over, ignoring the petite blond in his bed. Sitting up he checked the time, 10.11am. His father should be in his study by now, meaning he could get rid of Angela, no...Erica, without the talk.

"Time to go," he said, shoving her awake. Bleary eyed she looked up at him and smiled seductively. 

Running a french manicured nail down his back she almost purred at him. "How about one more round?" her eyes twinkled mischievously and she cocked her head to one side.

"Time to go," he repeated and stood, pulled on a pair of sweats and opened his bedroom door for her.

"Really?" the sex kitten demeanor was gone in a split second and out came the crazy. This was precisely why he didn't want to get involved with anyone. One minute it's all sex and fun, the next they're demanding your time and attention and going bat shit crazy when you don't give it. She huffed and quickly threw on last night's gold strappy dress, that in the cold light of day seemed a lot trashier than it had after a few bottles last night.

"Listen Erica, it's not you..." he started with the trite line, but she interrupted him with a screech that made him shut the door for fear of attracting attention.

"My name is Marie!"

"Oh, right Erica was yesterday," he muttered to himself but she heard.

"You are a total dick!" she screamed at him. She snatched up her purse and shoes and stormed to the door, which he had reopened, "And just so you know, I faked it. You were shit!" and with that she stormed out. 

He chuckled to himself, that was not possible.

Following a long, hot shower he made his way down to the den. His sister sat crossed legged on the floor, some crappy music tinkling in the background. 

"What are you doing?" he asked her. She opened one eye and looked at him for a moment, then realising he wasn't going away opened the other and sighed heavily. 

"I'm trying to align my chakkras," she snapped, "But my idiotic brother has smashed the peace in the house by forgetting his tart's name." She stood and turned off the music. "Way to go Cal."

"What? I never promised to love, honour and obey. I picked her up in a bar," Cal leant up against the door frame and folded his arms. "Did she really think she'd just met someone to take home to mummy and daddy? The girl lifted her dress up, lay on the bar and let me do shots out of her belly button before coming home with me for an all nighter. I defintely didn't think about anything further other than what she was doing with her tongue right then."

"You're gross Cal, really gross." Selena said pushing past him.

"What? Don't tell me you've never got on your knees behind a club?!" he shouted after her.  She stuck her middle finger up at him and stalked off to her room. He shook his head, women, he'd never understand them. Besides, she hadn't heard Marie complaining last night, moaning, yes, complaining, no. 

As he fired up the Xbox his mobile rang.

"Hey," he greeted his friend warmly.

"Hey, Fancy hitting the town tonight. See what we can pick up?"

Cal thought for a moment, it didn't matter to him that he'd been out every night this week, but he knew his father may have some choice words for him after this mornings little show, and he was in no mood for further tongue lashings.

"Best not. Last nights conquest didn't exactly leave quietly this morning."

"Nice, well how about coming  out to play later this afternoon? You know where." 

He did, and he would. He would just have to make sure his father didn't find out. He was good at that though, hiding his secrets. If Cal didn't want you to find something out he would make sure you didn't, however he needed to.

Selena turned away from the door, her stupid brother had no idea how much trouble he could bring down on them. It wasn't just about him. She debated going back in and talking to him about it but he'd just tell her to shut up, that what he did with his dick was none of her business. And as much as she wanted that sentence to be true, it wasn't. That boy thought with his dick most of the time and it was going to bring some serious consequences for them all. She resolved to have a chat with him later, when he was in a more accommodating mood. Whenever that would be.