Chapter 4
Jayden
“What the hell are you doing? Are you constipated?”
“What? Fuck, no. And I wouldn’t talk to you about my bowels anyway Ky.” Who the fuck asks if you’re constipated?
“The face you were just making… never mind I guess.” He digs back into his giant bowl of spaghetti and meatballs like a beast.
“Has nobody shown you the spoon twist trick?” I look around. “And you wonder why you can’t get a girlfriend.”
“I can get a girlfriend.” He says around a full mouth of food and I just look at him with a duh look on my face. He finishes his bite, grabs his napkin and dabs at the corners of his mouth. “I can get a girlfriend jack ass. There’s no one that I want that with yet.”
“Is that your story?”
“I’m sticking to it.” He smiles and dives back into his food.
We’re sitting in the little Italian place across the street from Monkey Bars. I have it on very good authority that Georgie is supposed to be starting her shift soon and I’m staking her the hell out. I’ve been in the bar practically every day trying to get her to change her mind and nothing. Although, I can say we’re becoming what some people might call friends. Sure, she rolls her eyes when I walk in and tries to act busy so she can’t serve me. But I’m on to her. I know she’s a hair’s breadth from cracking that rough exterior of a shell that makes up her whole snarky demeanor. She’s hindering the inevitable and I tell her that all the time. If ever two people were fated to fuck, it would be us. The sexual tension is so stifling, sometimes I want to pull her into the back room and push her up against a wall. Could she really say no?
“Now I know why you wanted to eat here for lunch.” Kyles eyes are across the street. I quickly look and see my unicorn walking down the sidewalk. In fucking daisy dukes.
“Fuck me.”
“I think that’s the problem.” He laughs. “She won’t. Tell me Jay, is she the first female to tell you no? Is that the appeal?”
“Of course, that’s the appeal! It was at first anyway, now I’m not so sure. And I don’t know how to explain it without sounding like a pussy.” I sigh. “Before I know it I’ll be walking around like Z and Josh. Completely pussy whipped and I can’t be like that. Or can I? I don’t fucking know anymore. All I do know is she’s fucking with my head and I’m about to lose my sanity.”
“About to? I think you’re already in crazy town bro. What’s your next step?”
“Hell if I know.”
Shit, she’s about to go into the bar and she doesn’t know I’m here. I bang really loud on the window of the restaurant to get her attention. After a couple seconds she looks across the street and narrows her eyes trying to see what the ruckus is all about. I start waving my arms in the air like a fucking loon, and that’s exactly what I am. She raises her hand in hesitation and gives me a slight wave.
“See, what the hell’s wrong with me Ky? This isn’t me! I don’t do this shit. Jayden Cage picks up women, fucks them, then sends them on their slightly less horny way. They may be ruined for any other man they sleep with after me, but that’s a risk they were willing to take.”
He looks deep in thought for a moment before he smiles at me. “Jealousy.”
“Jealousy?”
“Make her jealous Jay. That’s a guaranteed way to have her saying yes to you. Women never want to see the person they’re interested in with some whore. Find a whore Jay.” He winks.
“I feel like I shouldn’t be taking advice from you, but fuck if I have any other ideas. Shovel that shit in your mouth so I can proceed with operation envy.”
“It’s foolproof, what’s the worst that can happen?” He questions and I hope he’s right.
***
Me: I’m going down like the Titanic. This isn’t fucking working asshole.
Wittle Baby Bro: Why the hell would you take my advice? I’ve never been in a relationship.
He adds the thinking emoji and I want to throttle him. Why did I have to make a decision on the fly and listen to Kyle? I’ve been here at the bar for over two hours and Georgie won’t even look at me anymore.
I did as Kyle suggested. When I opened the door to the bar I didn’t even acknowledge my beauty. No, I honed in on a sexy little thing sitting in a booth in the back. Blonde hair, tits like you see in porno’s. I knew she would do the trick so I went to her straight away. After introducing myself I learned her name was Catherine and she is an aspiring actress. I wanted to ask her how aspiring can you be living in Massachusetts?
Fast forward to the present. Kitty is currently seated in my lap at the bar, in Georgie’s line of sight, for optimal viewing I might add. The eye rolling I expected, even the bitchy attitude. But what I didn’t expect was for her not to care. She straight up doesn’t fucking care that this chicks on my lap, rubbing my chest and occasionally whispering a random dirty thought in my ear. But guess what? I’m not even hard. No wood to be felt in my nether regions. No, my cock all of a sudden decided to grow a conscience and stand in solidarity to the one and only Georgie McNamara.
Not that I want to fuel this chick who’s clearly well acquainted with dick. No, this is all a game and I lost. What does that mean for my future dabbling’s with Georgie? Is she really not in to me?
Caesar makes his way in front of me and crosses his arms across his chest. “What the fuck are you doing Jay?” He cocks his eye brow.
“What?”
He chuckles. “A word of advice? This is having the complete opposite effect of what you’re going for rock star. Her biggest hang up is that you’re a whore, and guess what? You’re acting like a slut confirming her doubts.”
“Son of a bitch.” I yell and stand up placing Kitty on her feet quickly. “Your job is done here.” I take my seat and I hear her whine.
“I thought you were coming back to my place daddy?”
I think my entire male anatomy just shriveled up. Daddy? What the hell is that shit?
“Nope. Hey look, that guy in the corner’s eyeing you. Go, be free!” That does it, she’s now stomping her way out of the bar.
“Be free? She’s a woman not a goldfish man.”
“What the fuck ever.” I run my fingers through my hair. “What the hell am I supposed to do now? I’m no closer to getting Georgie to change her mind. Hell, I’m further away.”
“Some more advice?”
“Because the advice I took from my baby bro worked out so well for me.” I groan.
“That’s your fault. Who’d take relationship advice from Kyle? Anyhoo. Be yourself, show her who you really are. You’re confirming every one of her fears of you just by trying too hard.” He winks and walks away.
“What does that even mean?” I say to no one in particular.
Georgie goes to walk by me but I halt her by calling out her name. She stops with her back to me, but doesn’t turn around.
“Excuse me, Sunshine?”
She ever so slowly turns around and a look of relief washes over her face. It must be the fact that I don’t have Hollywood Barbie on my lap anymore. Thank god she gave me that. I needed to see something that shows she cares. And once again, I’m back in the game.
It’s time for me to leave. She gave me a sliver of hope tonight. It’s time to reconvene and figure out my next move.
Whatever the hell that is.