He couldn't stop looking at her, Lana in the glow from the streetlights as he drove the nearly deserted city streets. Everyone was chatting and talking about the band and how good the food was. He knew his passengers were all buzzing from the alcohol. Thankfully, no one got too carried away and there weren’t any silly drunken antics. “I think he’s been holding out on me for too long,” Wind quipped from the backseat. “I’ve invited you out before. You’ve always got this ball or that gala to attend. I told you, you were missing out,” he joked. “I for one will always believe you,” Lana said firmly. “The next time you say you know a little place, I’m in. Always assume I’m in.” “Good. I hope that’s always the case,”Xy said, meaning it about a lot more than where to find a good burger. He wanted her to trust him in every way. “Where’d you learn to dance?” Akira assked. Lana laughed. “TV, really. I like watching some of the reality dance shows, and—I’m going to admit something truly
They had barely made it through the front door of his home before his mouth was on hers. She loved how eager he was and had been feeling the same way all night. The dancing and grinding against one another had been foreplay. Very extended foreplay that left her wet, hot and extremely agitated. Her skin felt too tight as his mouth moved over hers, his tongue delving in and out. She loved the way he tasted and smelled. It wasn’t enough. She wanted to climb on and ride him with her skin pressed against his. She wanted more. He seemed to be holding back. She knew why. He was worried about freaking her out or hurting her. She couldn’t be hurt—not by him. Every part of her was on fire. He had to know how much she wanted him.“Xyrus, I really need you,” she mumbled against his mouth. He pulled away and looked at her, giving her a quick kiss before smiling at her. “Can I get you a drink? Do you want to slow this down?”Her eyes went wide. “No! Absolutely not!”He chuckled. “Good, I was
He felt as good as he walked down the hall, smiling and nodding at everyone he passed, even some of the executives he wasn’t super fond of. His mood was too good for anyone or anything to ruin. He had just had what he was going to call the best weekend of his life. The sex had been off the charts and he could honestly say he was completely satisfied in a way he never knew was possible. “Good morning,” he nodded to one of the janitors putting the finishing touches on the shiny front reception desk. The janitor looked at him as if he had two heads. Xyrus grinned and continued on his way to the elevators, Lana on his mind the entire time. They had spent most of Saturday in bed, only getting up long enough to eat before finding themselves in the throes of yet another passionate embrace. He was addicted to her but wanted her to know it was about a lot more than sex. He wanted the total package and had insisted they leave the house on Sunday, even if he would have loved to spend another d
Lana was busy in the back room, putting more sweet rolls on the trays that would go into the display case up front. Mondays were always busy for them. The morning had flown by. It was her and Tina manning the shop and they had both been hopping around like crazy. Lana’s stomach growled, reminding her she had missed lunch. She would be off soon and was already planning what she was going to make for dinner. It was getting close to that afternoon rush, which left little time to eat as they prepared for the next influx of customers. Restaurants got busy at lunch and coffee shops got busy at the universal two o’clock hour when adults were feeling the weight of the world on their shoulders in serious need of a coffee fix. She loved giving these people that walked in like zombies a nice pick-me-up. The moment the caffeine hit their veins they perked up and immediately seemed much friendlier. Than it was the moms picking up the kids from school and bribing them with sweet pastries before th
He was hoping to suprise her. They hadn’t spoken to each other since early this morning and he was already missing the sound of her voice. He pulled his little red Audi in the back lot behind the bakery and strolled around the front, whistling as he moved down the sidewalk in front of the building. He remembered the first time he saw her. Her back had been to him, but there had been something about her that drew him in. His heart skipped a beat as he pulled open the door and walked inside. Immediately, he felt something was off. There was a woman rushing for the door as if the hounds of hell were chasing her. He looked up and saw no one standing behind the counter nor did he see Lana's back as she made specialty drinks. He heard shouting and a commotion coming from behind the counter. He quickly moved towards the area, finding a woman pointing towards the kitchen doorway. Adrenaline fueled by the fear of something happening to Lana had him rushing through the open door to find Danny
Lana was barely holding it together. The female police officer seemed kind and understanding, but no one was really listening to her. She’d told the same story at least twenty times, but Xyrus's still in the back of the car. Tina had called the manager who was on his way in. Lana had a feeling that was going to be an unpleasant encounter as well.“You’ve got a minute,” the female officer said.“No way, I’m taking him in,” the male officer said, standing near the car where Xyrus was being held.“Back off Jason, you heard the statements,” the female shot back.“She can say whatever she wants. I walked in and saw this guy beating the shit out of the guy on the floor,” he replied, sneering at Lana. Lana glared back at him. She was tired of explaining herself and knew it was futile.The officer opened the door and stepped out of the way.“I’m so sorry,” she blurted out, the second she saw him.He smiled. “It’s okay. It’s all going to be okay.”She shook her head. “No, it’s not. Thi
Xyrus was pissed. Beyond pissed. He was furious. He was still stuck inside a holding cell in some bullshit limbo. He wasn’t officially in jail, but he wasn’t free to go. He didn’t know what the hell was going on, but he had a feeling Danny was behind it. He’d had to sleep on a hard bench with three other guys that looked like they wanted to eat him for breakfast. He looked down at his knuckles. They were bruised and swollen. He smiled. They hurt, but it was all worth it. He would slam his fist into Dan's face again and again. “What are you smiling about, pretty boy?” one of his cellmates asked. Xy looked up to see a bald man that probably weighed about three-hundred pounds glaring at him. The man had a tattoo of a knife on his neck, making him appear even more menacing. “I’m not smiling at anyone or anything,” Xyrus retorted. The giant stepped forward. Xyrus stood up. He wasn’t going to be intimidated. He’d probably get his ass kicked, but he wasn’t going to back down from anyone.
She walked into the police department and demanded to speak to someone in charge. Of course, she was essentially laughed at. She made her case again, demanding someone talk with her about Xyrus’s case. She was asked to wait and after thirty minutes, she was finally escorted to a desk in an open area. “How can I help you?” a desk cop asked. Lana did her best not to lose her cool. She hadn’t slept all night and was ready to scream at the injustice over what was happening to Xy. “You can help me by telling me why my boyfriend is locked up for saving my life and the man that was trying to hurt me is out free,” she said in a cool voice. The cop, smirked. “Miss, do you know how many times a day we hear this exact story?”Lana leaned forward, a dangerous smiled on her lips. “No, I don’t know what you’ve heard, but I can testify to my story and that’s the one I’m here to talk about. I don’t care about anyone else or what their stories are.”“Okay, so what can I do for you?” he asked.