28

AIDEN

 

She thinks I’m a piece of shit.  I should not give a fuck.

But, I do. And that’s not a great feeling.

I text Ally.

“Pinky, help me out here. What are you girls up to today?”

I go to my room and flop onto my bed and stare at the ceiling, waiting for her to answer me.

I have a whole lot of shit swirling in my head right now. Audra’s bullshit. Wondering about the phone cloning. Thinking about the paternity results being a weight off my shoulders. Thinking about my Dad being diagnosed with prostate cancer. I know he said it was caught early, but what if it wasn’t early enough?

And Carly. Carly in her ridiculous cartoon pajamas getup. With built-in tiger feet. And a coiled tail. So angry at me, fire in those pretty eyes, storming through the apartment with that ridiculous tail bouncing up and down.

And as funny as it was, I wanted to rip that ridiculous thing off her and bury myself so deep I might get lost and never get found again.

Why? Why did I want her so much? I wasn’t accustomed to women turning me down, okay, but it wasn’t just that. I wanted her smiles and giggles aimed at me. Something about a chick in a Tigger suit yelling at me was hilarious and cute as fuck. I want to know more about what makes her tick.

I’d heard her fight with her ex on the phone the other night and after that scene with Sienna, it just hit me in the gut. She’d been loyal to an asshat of a guy who’d fucked her over and now he was seeing what he’d lost, obviously, so trying to get her back.  I had no idea what loyalty from a woman was like. Other than my sister. And Suki, our nanny.

Carly was loyal. She’d shown loyalty to her former coworkers by her reaction in the boardroom on the first day.

I sought out her social media accounts the other day and scrolled through and saw she had a big group of friends all cheering her on for her new adventures. She wasn’t from money. She also didn’t seem out to take, like a lot of bitches I knew who’d eat it up if I dropped a few hundred dollars bills in front of them. She only took what she felt I’d taken without asking.

She’s got sass, but it’s not for the sake of coming off as one of those self-described bitches.

I’m not saying I want something serious. I just want to fuck her, get her to submit, get this craving out of my system.

Or, maybe, big maybe, see if it’s not actually out of my system after I finally fuck her.

My phone makes a noise.

Ally: “You upstairs making her angrier?”

I reply.

“Yes. She’s pissed. I need your help.”

She answers.

“You really into her?”

Ally obviously wants to play matchmaker with me and Carly and I’m not about to waste the opportunity to use this to my advantage.

“Very.”

Ally: “We’re going clubbing tonight. I’ll tell you where if you promise to bring Austin with you.”

Austin? Does she have the hots for my brother?

“You want my brother?”

He’s not really into girls with Ally’s style. Now Jude? Jude would be all over her.

“Not for me. I want your brother for Meryl. She goes home soon, and I want her to go home with great memories. Stories to tell her grandbabies someday. I’ll get you details of which club we pick and you and Austin happen to show up. Deal? I’m about to hit google for ideas.

I thumb out a reply.

“No idea if he’ll go for her, but I’ll bring him. Talk them into Club Foxxx”

She doesn’t answer immediately. I start typing out a text to Austin.

“Tonight. Club Foxxx. Need a wing man.”

“Going fox hunting?”

“Absolutely.”

I already told him I was heading home to try to get into her pants.

I get a reply from Ally.

“Oooh. Me likey. We’ll be there after 10:30.”

Austin replies.

“I’m down.”

 I send one more text to Ally.

“There will be a line. Ask for Carlo. I’ll give him a heads up that a pink pixie will be there with two fine foxes. Make sure the girls dress to the nines.”

“Roger that.”

I send a text to Jude, too.

“Hitting a club with Austin to try to get time with Carly who’s dodging me. You want to come? She has a friend who is 100% your type.”

An hour later he replies and says he’s down.