Chapter 2
Jayden
“Earth to Jay.” Kyle snaps his fingers in my face.
I look over and my three brothers are looking at me, concern etched on their faces. What the hell? I’m not a dying puppy, it’s unwarranted.
“What?”
“Did you not see that sexy as fuck woman come up to the table and try talking to you? You just stared at her like a moron. After two minutes of awkward silence she left, moved on to bigger and better things.”
“Number one, no one is bigger and better than me. And number two, since when did you start throwing around f-bombs? Is our little Ky growing up?” I bring my hand to his face and squeeze his cheeks.
“Screw you Jay.”
I look over to Z and Josh. “When did this happen? How did our little boy become a man? Wait a fucking second!” I look at Kyle with a giant grin on my face. “Did my baby bro finally have the coitus? It all makes sense now. The perma-grin, the swagger, talking back to your elders. Damn I’m proud of you.” I throw my arm around him and pull him in for a big ol’ squeeze sesh.
“Get off me man.” He shakes my arm off of him.
“Are you saying I’m wrong? My sex-dar is pretty spot on, look.” I point to Zander, “Week and a half.” Then I point to Josh, “Three hours.” Then I look at them to agree because I know I’m fucking right.
“I don’t know what you want me to say Ky, he has some weird super powers.” Josh laughs.
“Okay, okay. Yes, I had sex.” He pinches the bridge of his nose.
“You should be yelling it from the rooftops, not look severely depressed. Wait… did she get off? Did you get off? Did you do your job? Or did she leave crying because you ruined boinking for her?”
“She got hers aplenty, it’s just, she’s… you know what? I don’t wanna talk about this.” He throws his hands in the air in exasperation.
“Fair enough. If you need any pointers just come to your big bro, I’m something of a legend around here.”
Zander starts laughing. “Such a legend that you got turned down, hard I might add.”
“She’s had a rough upbringing I need to ease her into the idea, she’s like a skittish horse. Gotta tame her, man.”
“Don’t fucking talk about taming her. I mean it Jay, do not fuck shit up with Georgie or I’ll kick your ass. You know I can.” Josh points his knife at me.
“Put the cutlery down bro, I’m not gonna screw anything up with her.”
“I’m serious, this isn’t a joke. You know I love you, but she’s Ash’s sister and I think it’s best if you just back off and leave her alone.”
“Josh,” I point down at my crotch. “The everlasting gob dropper is never wrong. Never. I can’t deny him.”
“For fucks sake, why do you refer to your dick as a person?”
“Because he’s so talented he needs to be acknowledged as his own entity. You know I have the biggest cock at this table, don’t get jealous.”
“Anyway, let’s get back to why you’re all mopey and shit. Is it because of Georgie?” Kyle asks.
“I sang to her, One Direction no less, and nothing, nada. I have never sung to a woman before and that time in Spain doesn’t count, we were in another country. You know the Passport Pussy Rules.”
“Sadly, I do because you felt the need to explain them to me.”
“I fucking sang to her! And I can sing, I have a great voice.” I puff out my chest.
“Says mom.” Zander laughs.
“Says every fucking person who hears me bro.” I narrow my eyes.
“Whatever, all I’m saying is if you feel the need to be with Georgie, make sure it’s more than just getting her underneath you. She’s my sister-in-law.”
“Ahem, future sister-in-law, and I don’t just plan on getting her underneath me. She’ll be on top, against the wall, the hood of my SUV, against the shower wall…” Josh cuts me off.
“Stop, you know where I stand on this situation. Just… tread lightly. Promise me.”
“I promise twinny. Would it make you feel better if I said she’s different for me? I don’t know what it is, but I have a feeling about her.”
“I don’t want to hear about your dick’s feelings anymore.” Zander states.
“No bro, a feeling in my gut. That rarely happens, it must mean something.”
They all look at me in shock and it’s starting to make me feel uncomfortable. It’s not like I’ve never dated anyone before, there was Becky Jones in the third grade. Oh, Becky girl, she was my first kiss. She had it going on with her overalls and pigtails. Those were the days. Writing a stupid little note saying do you like me? Check yes or no. I’m undefeated, no one ever checked no.
“Alright boys, I have to head home to Savvy.” Zander throws money down on the table which annoys the hell outta me. He’s always paying which is much appreciated, but I can foot a bill for crying out loud. I learned the hard way not to argue anymore. You get one atomic wedgie from a hulking MMA fighter and that shit will scar you for life.
“A week and a half Z? You’re losing it man.” Me and Kyle laugh but Josh stays neutral.
“Wait until your girl’s pregnant Jay, then come and talk to me.” Josh nods in solidarity.
I shrug my shoulders and decide now is as good a time as any to hit the pavement. Saying our goodbyes, we all head out of the bar.
Talking about Georgie all night has given me a rager and I need to do something about it. This isn’t usually a problem I have to deal with. Usually I get a boner and seek out a companion for the night. I don’t feel comfortable finding female company when I’m trying to pursue Georgie so I’ve just been suffering.
Once in my car, I start her up and head home. I just don’t get my attraction to Georgie. Well of course she’s beautiful and just my type. Long brown hair, green eyes, cute little button nose with full I’ll suck you all night lips. Don’t even get me started about her curves, fuck I need to get her to change her mind about me and fast. My dick needs to get laid before I go insane.
I’m at a stop light tapping the steering wheel to a trendy song on the radio when I notice movement to my right and realize I’m in front of a bar. That’s not shocking, but I’m surprised to see Georgie and Victor stumbling out the door. Stumbling bad. It’s like watching a train wreck. And now she’s down for the count, flopping like a fish.
I pull over and jump out of my SUV. Victor grew up in the cult life just like Georgie did but he shouldn’t get so wasted that he can’t look out for her. Surely responsibility translates the same everywhere, right? Doesn’t Vic know the rules? Well, maybe it’s not a rule, but it should very well fucking be.
I approach them. “Sunshine.” I acknowledge her and help her off the ground.
“Jayden?” She asks in surprise.
“The one and only.”
She giggles. “Did you hear that Vicky? Sunshine.” She gives him a knowing smile but he’s not even facing in her direction.
“I told you Georgie Porgie, he loooooooovesssss you.” He hiccups and starts walking down the sidewalk.
“Whoa there buddy, this way, let’s head for my car.” I jog over to him and turn him in the right direction then get close to his ear. “And let’s not throw the L word around pal.” He slowly turns around and heads for my car. “It’s like herding sheep.” I mumble under my breath.
“Baaaaaaaaa.” Georgie yells out.
“Alright pretty girl, up you go.” I direct us and hoist her into my SUV.
“Did you just grab my buttocks, Jayden?”
I lean in so we’re face-to-face. “Maybe I did.”
“I’m glad we’re on the same page.” She leans down so her mouth is next to my ear. “Maybe… maybe I liked it.” She whispers.
“Well this has been an eye opener. Good to know I’m not out of the game gorgeous.” I wink then set out to rein in Victor.
“Let’s go Vicky boy. Over here, come to Uncle Jay.”
He finally makes it to me and jumps up in my car. No ass grab for him and he lets me know he’s disappointed.
“Sorry buddy, the only ass I’ll be squeezing in the foreseeable future is that of our fine Georgie’s.” I hear her giggle and it makes me smile. Sometimes I forget how naïve she is.
When we get to their house I help them in. Well, I help Georgie and kind of push Victor along as he bounces off every available surface. He stumbles into his room and I place Georgie in her bed. Seeing her bedroom does things to me, not even of the sexy variety. No, that’s a lie. There are plenty of sexy thoughts in my head right now.
“How come you guys got tanked tonight?”
“We won! We’re rolling in the dough Jay Jay.”
“That’s nice.”
“Oh no!” She pops up off the bed and looks like she’s about to yack. I pick her up and run to the bathroom and hold her hair back, talking her through her puke session. Never have I been in this situation before and I find that I kind of like it. Taking care of her oddly sets me at peace. What the hell is wrong with me?
When she’s done, I tuck her back in bed and put a bucket I found under the kitchen sink next to her. I know I can’t stay but damn if I can make my legs move. Needing to know she’s okay is different for me. Eventually I make my way out of the house after checking on Vic.
Sometimes I think we forget how different their lives have been. Relearning everything you think you know or the thoughts that have been beaten into your brain can’t be easy. With this thought, I wonder if the same can happen to me?
I’ve abided by four rules my whole life. They’re my Jay’s Rules of Play to Bagging and Banging.
Rule #1: No clingers. A stage five clinger can be spotted a mile away. The signs are always there and I make certain to never dabble in that brand of crazy.
Rule #2: No repeats. The world is full of beautiful women and I don’t discriminate. One and done has always been my motto and I’ve never broken that rule in my life.
Rule #3: No innocents. My sexual preferences aren’t for the faint of heart. I need a woman that knows what she’s doing and doesn’t shy away from some unconventional fucking.
And my last and final rule… Rule #4: No complications. I think this rule is pretty self-explanatory.
These rules are like my bible. I practice them and don’t stray from the righteous path. My dick’s telling me to head to the nearest club, bag some random and go on with my business. But fuck if my heart is telling me the complete opposite. It’s telling me Georgie’s worth the wait. If there’s one thing I know for certain, when Georgie and I happen, she has the potential to obliterate my rules.