A Game Of Temptation

It had been exactly a week since Balery got married.

Exactly a week into their honeymoon.

A week since I had sex with Alex.

That last bit wasn’t important. I don’t know why I added it. I mean, it sort of was because it was the best sex I’d ever had in my entire life. Plus, it was the truth-it had been exactly a week and even though it killed me to admit it, I hadn’t been able to stop thinking about him since.

Sometimes, I still thought about the things he did to my body and got wet. It didn’t matter if I was in public or alone on my bed. The reaction was always the same.

It was insane.

Like now, I was at work, sitting in my office chair, holding a pen and staring blankly at the sketchbook in front of me. Thirty minutes ago, a really great idea for a two piece had popped into my head and in a hurry to put it down, I dove for my sketchbook. I’d sketched it halfway but now, I couldn’t focus well enough to complete the drawing.

And it was all because of him.

My phone rang, loud and shrill in the silent room and because I was so strung tight and caught up in my thoughts, I almost jumped out of my chair. I picked it up, glanced at the screen and saw that it was Balery. Swiping, I answered the call and brought the phone to my ear.

“Hey, girl. What’s up?”

She yawned. “I’m good. Tired, actually. You?”

“You’re tired?” I cried. “I know its your honeymoon, but you and Jack have been having sex for a long time now. Can you tell him to get off you?”

“I-” She sputtered. “Laura! Thats not what I meant!”

Already, I could picture her blushing and I couldn’t hold back the laughter that bubbled up my throat. It was almost too easy to ruffle Balery’s feathers. Her innocence was so cute, but I couldn’t help scandalising her with my words. Seeing the red stain on her cheeks was a plus for me.

“Seriously, why are you tired though?” I asked, genuinely concerned. It was her honeymoon for fuck’s sake. She was supposed to be resting and spending as much time with Jack as she could. At least before they returned back to work.

“I don’t know.” She sighed. “Maybe I just miss you.”

I wasn’t sure whether she just wanted to change the subject because she wasn’t comfortable with it or if she was really being honest about missing me, so I just decided to go with the latter.

“I miss you too, Bales. How long has it been? Weeks? Months?”

She laughed and the sound filled my chest with warmth. “We saw each other at my wedding last week.”

I rolled my eyes, dropping my pen on the table and leaning back on my chair. As if I didn’t know that. “Right. Feels like ages.”

“I know, right?” She sighed, then perked up. “Listen, I wanna tell you something.”

“Okay, I’m listening.”

“So, Jack is thinking about extending the honeymoon into a vacation. He says he doesn’t want to go back to work just yet, that he wants us to spend more time together away from work and everything.”

“Okay…”

“And he’s thinking about us going to his beach house in Miami.” She sucked in a breath as if she was preparing for something. “I asked him if you could come with and he said yes. But I wanted to ask you first. Would you come on vacation with us?”

Of course Jack would say yes to her. He loved her. He would do anything she asked. Plus, I was his wife’s best friend. He definitely wasn’t going to say no to her even if he wanted to.

“Bales, are you inviting me on your honeymoon-turned-vacation to live in the same house with you and your husband where I’m going to be hearing you guys have sex all day and start to feel really lonely?”

That gave her pause. “I’m sorry, I didn’t think about it like that, but if it makes you feel any better, it’s a really huge house with lots of rooms, so you’re not, really uh…” She hesitated. “We’re not going to be in your way and you’re not going to hear… anything.”

I bit my lip so that I wouldn’t laugh. I was only playing with her, but she was just so adorable.

“Even at that, I’m really not keen on being a third wheel.” I sighed, kicking my shoes off and lifting my legs onto my desk, crossing them at the ankles. I stared at the purple nail polish on my nails. “Does Jack really think it’s okay??”

“Actually, two of his friends are coming on the vacation too.”

That one surprised me. But then again, it shouldn’t. Jack was an outgoing guy and he had a good number of friends. He was definitely the type to take a few of them with him on a vacation like this and yet, would still somehow find the energy to focus on Balery and not make all his friends feel unwanted at the same time.

I didn’t know how he did it. It was like a super power.

“Oh, that’s settled then, I guess.” I ran a finger down my thigh, my mind involuntarily filling with images of Alex running his open mouth along the inside of my thigh in the same slow manner, like he had all the time in the world before finally, kissing me right there. My voice was husky when I spoken again. “When is this vacation?”

“We were thinking next week.”

I was thoroughly distracted. “Enough time for me to pack.”

And Balery surprised me by saying, “Pack sexy, Laura.” Then she dropped her voice and whispered. “I’ve seen his friends, Laura and they are sexy as hell. Hopefully, you’ll find one of them attractive. Or both. Then the vacation would be even more fun for you.”

I heard Jack growl her name in warning and I instantly knew that he had heard the comment she made of his friends being sexy.

“You know I only have eyes for you, darling.” She reassured him.

Chuckling, I said. “I’ll leave you two now.” Then I added, “Plus, you know I always pack sexy.”

I tossed my phone on the table. Ever since the fling with Alex, I had been in a constant state of arousal. Cory, my vibrator, didn’t do it for me anymore. But now that Balery had mentioned Jack’s friends, I was hoping that at least one of them turned out to be my type.

I had not met a lot of Jack’s friends, but at the party, I’d seen a few. They were fairly attractive but they didn’t make me want to get naked then and there the way Alex did.

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His name didn’t have to pop into my head anytime I thought about hooking up with someone. I seriously needed to stop thinking about him.

Bailey, my assistant, knocked on my office door before coming in and placing a cup of coffee in front of me. Whenever she came back from lunch, she always returned with a cup of coffee for me.

She was the best, really.

“Guess who’s going to Miami.”

First, her brows lifted in surprise, then she grinned wide and shrugged. “Good thing you have the world’s best assistant then.”

In all honesty, I did.