Chapter 29

Grant

Kendra’s colorful pussy stared me in the face, as if it were taunting me. Mocking me. If it had a mouth, I’m sure it would have laughed at me, too. Her gummy mold was sitting on my kitchen table, and I couldn’t stop looking at it as I made breakfast.

It wasn’t just by itself, though. It sat in a basket of other goodies that Loren had deemed fit to buy me. But even though it was surrounded by dozens of other products, they may as well have been invisible. I just couldn’t keep my eyes off that gummy pussy.

I had been furious with Loren when she brought it over the previous night. She had walked in, simply bursting with energy as always, with that stupid basket tucked under her arm. I could not believe it when I saw it. I really thought that she was joking and had stopped by the store to just grab a basket and not actually fill it with anything. That she thought it would be funny to pretend to buy me one.

The reason I thought that, was because we had had a very specific discussion about how I didn’t want her to buy me one of these baskets. In fact, I had all but demanded that she stay out of the store and leave the products to the customers. But then, in her usual fashion, she went and bought one anyway.

That was the first thing that annoyed the hell out of me. The second was when I looked in the box and saw Kendra’s gummy pussy. I nearly dropped the damn basket on my foot when that happened. I demanded to know where it came from, and she told me that Kendra had suggested it. What was Kendra playing at?

If I hadn’t specifically told Kendra that I couldn’t see or speak to her anymore, I would have gotten her on the phone to ask what she was doing. Did she think it was funny? Did she think that I was kidding before? Was she trying to hurt me? I just didn’t know what she wanted. Well, I knew what she wanted. She wanted me. But like I told her, she couldn’t have me. No matter how much I wanted her, too.

The doorbell suddenly rang, snapping me from my daze.

“Come on!” I heard the yelling through the door as I made my way through the living room. “We’re losing daylight out—oh, hey.” Jack smiled menacingly at me as I threw the door open.

“Will you just give me a damn second?” I snapped as I turned around and hurried back into the house to get my things. The two of us had a game of golf scheduled for that morning, and I was running late, all because of that mold.

“I’m going to have to penalize you two strokes for your lateness,” Jack yelled out to me as he followed me into the apartment. “And another point for that outfit.”

“Will you keep your goddamn voice down?!” I yelled back at Jack. “Otherwise, I’ll stay in. At least that way, you might actually win for once.”

My breakfast remained uneaten on the kitchen table. I grabbed a banana instead. As I did, my eyes fell on the mold one final time. Maybe I should bring a box lunch with me.

“Damn, someone’s in a mood,” Jack joked as I stormed past him and into the hallway with my golf bag strung over my shoulder. “Did you have your cranberry juice today?” Jack yelled as he hurried after me down the hallway. “Apparently it helps relieve pain from—”

“Can you not?” I said seriously, turning on him once I reached the elevator. “Not today.” I then turned back, hitting the elevator button furiously, as if that might make it come sooner.

“Yeah, yeah, okay,” Jack said, eyeing me as he stood by my side, waiting for the elevator.

We rode down to the garage in silence, packing up his car and taking off in the same manner. Jack drove, and I sat in the passenger seat, staring out the window the whole time. My mind was still in the kitchen, on that mold. Well, to be more specific, it was on Kendra. I wanted to know why she had sold that to Loren. Was she trying to hurt me or was it her way of telling me that she hadn’t given up on me yet? I really had no idea what to think.

“So, are you going to tell me what’s going on?” Jack suddenly said, interrupting my thoughts. “Or are you going to wait until we’re on the course before you need some help removing that giant nine-wood from your asshole?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I said without looking at him.

“Oh yeah?” he asked coyly. “So, it doesn’t have anything to do with that orange vagina that was sitting on your counter top?”

“How did you—”

“Relax, I saw it when you were upstairs,” he said. “It was a nice looking one, too. Can I take a guess as to who the lucky owner of such a nice piece of hardware is?”

I turned to look at Jack who had a knowing grin smeared across his smug face. I knew he didn’t mean anything by it, and most likely, he just wanted me to lighten up a little. I had to remind myself that he was my best friend and, in all likelihood, just didn’t like seeing me this upset.

“You know whose it is,” I admitted, letting out a sigh. “And you probably know why I’m in such a crap mood.”

“Does a certain curvaceous blonde have anything to do with it?”

“All of it.”

“I didn’t know you two stopped seeing each other—what is this jerk off doing! Hey, loser! Learn how to drive, you fucking animal!” Jack stuck his head out the window to hurl abuse at a fellow driver. It was only when he was finished, that he turned his attention back to me. “Yeah, I didn’t even know you two had stopped fooling around?”

“We did. I put a stop to it.”

“Seriously? After the way you were acting the other week, I thought you were head over heels. Or cock over balls?”

I let out a long sigh as I thought back to earlier that week and what I had done. “I was. I mean, I guess I still am. I just, you know what she did to me in high school? I can’t get past that, and every time I try, I end up taking it out on her. I’ve never been this crazy over a woman before, but I’ve also never felt this terrible, too. Is that normal?”

“Magic pussy. That was what I was telling you before. That’s why I never, ever get involved. For example, Sally from that cafe. Two times I saw her. The first was wild. The second time was, too, but afterward, she tried to cuddle with me in bed. Do you believe that? So that was it. I said, ‘nice knowing you, doll’ and kicked her to the curb. Literally. It was two in the morning, and I threw her clothes off the balcony so she’d have to go outside and get them. Then, when she was outside I locked her out.”

“Wow, and I thought I was an asshole.” As much as I loved Jack, he made it hard sometimes. “But that’s not really the same thing.”

“So, you really care for her?” he asked.

“I do,” I admitted, not a word of a lie in it. It was the first time I had said the words out loud, and I was surprised by how they sounded. They sounded right. They sounded natural.

“Well, it is in my professional opinion that there is only one thing for you to do in such a situation.”

“Oh, yeah? And what is that?” I expected some sort of immature, eighth-grade response. I even braced myself to offer him a fake laugh and head shake. But it never came.

“Go for it,” he said, seriously. “If you like her as much as you claim, then go get her. Who am I to tell you differently?”

I stared at my best friend for some time after that, surprised by his words, but also profoundly glad that he had said them. He was right, and it was exactly what I needed to hear. I had spent so long reminding myself why I shouldn’t be with her that maybe I needed to start thinking about why I should be. Was it possible that Jack, of all people, had just given me the answer?

“Oh, and on some good news,” he continued. “The club is ready to go.”

“The club?” I asked, not knowing what he was talking about. Although really, that was just because my mind was still stuck on Kendra.

“The Luscious club, numb nuts. I’ve managed to scrape together the funding. Mainly through my own pockets, but a few small-time investors wanted to get involved, too. I told you, this thing is going to be huge. All I need now is your blessing, and legal signature of course. Then we can get the ball rolling on this.”

“Yeah, of course,” I said. “I’ll get my lawyers to put something together this week.”

“Perfect!” Jack exclaimed. “And, even better, we’re here.”

I looked up, noticing that we were pulling into the golf course. I had been so wrapped up in the moment that I hadn’t even realized where we were.

“Hey, Jack,” I said to him as he went to get out of the car. “Thanks.”

Jack didn’t respond, of course. He simply nodded his head, offered me a half smile, and climbed from the car.

I followed him and pulled my clubs from the trunk. I felt a new wave of excitement flood over me. I was going to do it. I was going to tell Kendra how I felt and get her back. I was sure that she wanted me to. I just knew it. There were going to be no more games, no more fights, or attempts at getting one up on each other. There was going to be love and love only. It was going to be that simple because, really, it was.

Well, the way I felt about Kendra was simple. I still had to end things with Loren before I started things up with Kendra. But even that, I didn’t care about. I actually looked forward to ending things with Loren, especially if it meant that I could finally be with Kendra.