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so fast I was pretty sure her head would bobble off.
A light bulb went off and I grinned. “That would totally piss him off since I haven’t talked to him in days. Call him and say come over for a friends with bennies night.”
They both clapped. “Yess. Now you’re talking.” Isla jumped up and high-fived me. Then she poured another round of wine.
“Plan is set. I’ll do it.” The truth was, I hoped I didn’t chicken out when the time came.
We continued to drink our wine until Isla claimed she’d better leave. “If I don’t, I’ll have a terrible hangover in the morning and my boss won’t be happy about it.”
Gemini added, “Neither will mine.” She rolled her eyes. They both looked at me expectantly.
“I’ll do it. Promise.”
“Can’t wait to hear about it in the morning,” Isla said as she was leaving.
“Whoa, ladies. I want to thank you two. It’s been a while since I’ve hung out with the girls and this was badly needed.”
“It was,” Gemini agreed. We group hugged and they both left.
When I was alone, my bravado vanished. I was simply a girl who was afraid to make the call, Raiden probably would hang up on me, but so what, right? If he did, I’d do a FIDO. Fuck it and drive on. At least it was fun while it lasted.
I stabbed the numbers on my phone and it began ringing. Then when he answered, his husky voice sent shivers straight to the base of my spine.
“Scottie. I was wondering when I’d hear from you.”
“Um, hear from me? I’ve been waiting for you to call.”
“So that’s how it is.”
“Uh huh.”
“Then what can I do for you?”
Lick my pussy, suck my clit, fuck my brains out. It all sounded good but where should I start?
“Excuse me? Did you just say…”
“Er no. I didn’t say a word.” I didn’t or had I? Was I drunker than I thought?
“Where are you?”
“Home. I mean in the apartment at WI.”
“I’m coming over.”
The line went dead. Well shit. This didn’t go exactly as planned, but I would be getting banged shortly, so that was promising.
Chapter Fourteen
Raiden
Not seeing Scottie for quite a while had soured my mood lately. Everyone in the office, even Elena, had commented about it.
“When are you going to dump that chip on your shoulder?” she’d asked the other day.
“What chip?” I barked back.
“Yep, just as I thought. My former congenial boss has gone into hiding, and his evil twin has taken his place.”
“Haha.” I slammed the door to my newly completed office, rattling the paintings on the wall.
The door immediately opened behind me. “Hey, Mr. McGrumpyPants, do you want your coffee now?” Elena handed me a large mug of my favorite brew.
“Thanks. Sorry for being such a pain lately.”
“What’s crawled up your behind, anyway? Everything’s healing great, right?”
“Yeah, and I guess I’m frustrated.”
“Hmm. Does it have to do with a certain redhead?”
My head snapped to attention. “Who do you mean?”
“Don’t play dumb with me, Mr. Kent. You know exactly who I’m talking about.”
“Why don’t you just tell me what’s on your mind, Elena?”
“Okay, I’ll get straight to the point. I haven’t seen Ms. Sullivan around here in a while. Did you two have a falling out?”
A breath whistled between my partially closed lips. “Does nothing escape you?”
“Not when it causes you to be so damn moody. Everyone is running their mouths about it. The women are saying you need to get—”
My hand shot up in the air. The last thing I needed was my admin telling me what the office gossips were saying. “I don’t want to hear it.”
“Fine. Then lose the grumpy attitude. It’s not scoring you any points.”
“Thanks for the advice. I’ll take it into consideration.”
She mumbled something under her breath and left. No telling what it was. Elena rarely told me things like this, so I must be acting like a serious ass.
I grabbed my phone and texted Cruze. “Have I been acting like an asswipe lately?”
Three dots popped up. Then his response followed. “You’re kidding, right?”
“No!”
“You are the very definition of one.”
“Why haven’t you told me?”
“Don’t kid me like this. Any sane man with an ounce of sense would figure it out. I thought you knew.”
“Guess I was drowning in my misery.”
Three laughing emojis popped in. “Get laid, bro.”
That was that. If Scottie didn’t call soon, I’d have to consider us over.
I didn’t give her another thought as work consumed me the rest of the day. But when I got home, things changed. Happiness surrounded me.