just change it, Red.”
“Why? I’m not staying.”
“You are.”
“Excuse me?” she asks, her brow creasing.
“Red, we’ve had a good run here. I fucked you hard and came so much my eyes rolled back in my head. I ate that sweet pussy out in the shower, and I can still taste you on my tongue. I fucked you again and then you sucked my cock and swallowed down my cum. How about you put a cap on your sass until tomorrow.”
“Put a cap on my sass?”
“Yeah, babe. I want to sleep with you in my arms tonight and then when the mood strikes me, fuck you again. What I don’t want to do is fight with you over something we both want in the first damn place.”
“And what do we both want, Luke?”
“You here with me and not in some Podunk town in Kentucky around people that don’t appreciate you.”
“They appreciate me,” she grumbles.
“They love you. I haven’t seen a hint of appreciation.”
“You haven’t even met them,” she says with a sigh, her body relaxing slightly.
“I know they made you cry. That’s all I need to know right now.”
“I’m over-emotional.”
She looks at me as if she’s daring me to argue.
“You are, but from what I saw, you had reason.”
“You don’t know the whole story, Luke. You might not like me or take my side if you did.”
“Oh, I like you baby. That’s not changing. And, I’ll always take your side, even if I think you’re acting ape-shit crazy. I would just spank your ass in private for it.”
“You have an answer for everything,” she says with a laugh.
“I try.”
“And you’re not fooling me, either.” She smirks at me. “You’re just trying to find reasons to spank me because you like it.”
“And you’d let me, because you like it too,” I respond, grinning at the way her cheeks deepen in color.
“You’re entirely too cocky. And just think, when we first met I thought you didn’t know how to speak.”
“Come back to bed, baby. I miss you.”
“Oh please, I just got out and I’m hungry, which means you’re taking me out.”
“Taking you out? What the fuck for?”
“I’m hungry and you don’t have a stove—or food for that matter.”
“I bought some of those microwavable mac and cheese things you like,” I mutter, not wanting to leave.
“I don’t want food you have to nuke, I’m hungry Luke.”
“Okay that settles it. Tomorrow you order a stove or whatever else you need to make this place comfortable.”
“Uh… that could be very expensive.”
“You think I can’t afford it?” I ask, annoyed.
“I have no idea one way or the other,” she says with a shrug. “I’m just thinking this place is kind of shit, so it’s probably not worth it, especially since you live at the club the majority of the time.”
“That was before you. I like having you alone. I like the way you walk around naked, fuck me loud, and most of all I like the way it feels to open the door up after club bullshit and find you waiting for me.”
“Oh Lord, you’re as bad as my father and uncle,” she says, shaking her head.
“What do you mean by that?” I ask, finally sitting up in bed, because it’s clear that Jasmine isn’t coming back until I take her to get something to eat.
“Sexist pigs.”
“Are we getting ready to argue again?” I laugh.
“No, I doubt it would do any good, anyway. Are you going to get dressed and take me to find food?” she says, shaking her head, a smile playing on her lips.
“All jokes about your hometown aside, mine’s not a lot better. There aren’t many places open this time of night, woman.”
“I saw a Taco Bell…”
“You better make it worth my while when we get back,” I warn her.
“I’ll see what I can do,” she says with a grin, knowing she’s won.
What she doesn’t know, and I’m not about to tell her, is that I’d give her anything she asks for as long as she smiles at me exactly like she’s smiling at me right now, while wearing nothing but my t-shirt…
27
Jasmine
I’ve never done it, so I couldn’t say for certain, but I imagine walking into the main room of the Demon Chaser’s compound was a lot like walking in front of a firing squad. As clubs go, this would be like the Economy Inn of clubs.
Concrete and cinderblock walls are the décor of choice. It’s dark as fuck. The lights are cheap florescent shop bulbs. I can’t be sure, but from the looks