Chase (Resisting Love #1)(46)

Kade smiles slowly, and runs his hands through it. “The women seem to love it,” he boasts.

“I only like it because it looks like Kurt Cobain’s.” I do love Kurt Cobain.

“We’re having a party this weekend. So here’s your notice, princess.”

“Another orgy huh, I’ll bring my raincoat.”

Now it’s Kade choking on his cookie.

******

I wake up alone the next morning. I can hear the shower on in the bathroom. A few minutes later the door opens and Chase walks out in nothing but a towel. “You’re awake,” he purrs, his eyes interested.

“I am, so what are you going to do about it?” He chuckles, a husky sound that gives me shivers. “You should have woken me up, you know, if you wanted to play.” I raise an eyebrow at him.

“You looked so peaceful; I didn’t want to wake you.” He grins and drops his towel. This man is confident about his body, and he has no reason whatsoever to be shy. He is already aroused, and ready to go. He stalks over to the bed, and pulls the blanket off me. He runs his hands up from my ankles to my thighs, and then pulls down my red lacy underwear. He sits me up, and gives me a deep wet kiss, only stopping to lift my nighty off. He pauses to look me over, and rumbles his approval. I watch his eyes linger greedily over my breasts. “Fuck,” he moans. “You are beautiful, f*cking perfect. “ He kisses me again, more desperate this time. He pulls away and rumbles, “Guess I’m going to be late to work,” grins, and then continues.

By the time he gets to work he was indeed, very late.

I’m at work, and time is dragging. Rylie, a co-worker of mine is doing my nails. We have no clients whatsoever and the boss isn’t in all day, so it’s just the two of us.

“French tip?” She asks as she files.

“Yeah, sounds good.” Rylie is a petite little thing, standing at about 5’2. She is an absolutely beautiful girl, with chestnut brown hair and stunning eyes, an almost violet color. We work together about once a week and we get on great.

“Any plans tonight?” she asks, making conversation.

“Not really. A shit load of assignments. You?”

“I have to go and pick my shit up from my ex-boyfriends,” she says with an exaggerated groan.

I cringe, “Yup, I bet that has to suck.”

“Yeah, I’m so f*cking glad it’s over though,” she admits.

“I know some hot men,” I put out there.

She gives me a sly grin. “Oh yeah, how hot?”

A bell beeps as the door opens and we both turn around. I’m shocked when I see Chase standing there, looking hot in a pair of worn jeans and a tight white T shirt. He has his helmet and leather jacket in his hands.

“That hot?” Rylie asks, her eyes as wide as saucers.

I grin. “Oh no, no one is that hot.”

I’m still admiring the view.

“Is this what you do all day at work, Layla? No wonder you love it,” Chase teases as he walks in and kisses me on my temple.

“Hi, I’m Chase,” he rumbles to Rylie.

“Rylie,” she introduces, putting her hand out in greeting.

“Nice to meet you Rylie.” Chase’s eyes find mine. “I’ll wait for you outside, Layla”, he says in a raspy voice that tugs at my lower belly.

“Okay,” I whisper back at him. He walks out and both Rylie and I stare at his retreating back.

“Well, f*ck me,” she mumbles. I laugh. “No, seriously, Layla. You have done well. Now, go home, I’ll close up.”

“You sure?”

“Positive. I’ll see you next week,” she says, standing up and heading to the register.

“See you, and thanks, Rylie.”

“Don’t thank me, go and enjoy yourself with that hunk of a man,” she says, sighing dreamily.

I walk out and see Chase waiting patiently in the car park. “Let’s go home Chase,” I demand. He sees the look in my eyes, and I watch his narrow, his nostrils flaring. He lifts me up roughly and places me on the bike, before jumping on himself.

“Hold on tight, baby.”





Chapter Twenty Five


I look at myself in the full length mirror. Black boots, tight ripped jeans, tight black tank top. Dead straight hair that is so long it took me an hour to iron, and classic Marilyn Monroe inspired make up, red lips, and eyeliner and heavy mascara on my eyes.

“Layla, you ready?” I hear Nikki yell.

“Yeah, I’m coming” I reply.

I walk out of my room and into the lounge area, where Chase, James, Kade and Nikki sit. I can see Chase’s heated eyes on mine, checking me out. “Let’s go. I hope you guys are ready for this.” I say, causing Nikki to giggle. The three of them jump in Kade’s car, whilst Chase and I get on his Harley. He puts his leather jacket on me, and it smells just like him, I can’t help but breathe in the scent. Chase sees me doing it and his lip twitches. I give him a grin, unrepentant. I get a small kiss, then he straddles the bike, I wrap my arms around him and we are on our way.

We pull up at the Karaoke bar, Chase and I waiting for the rest. After finding out Chase can sing, I decided to drag him here so we could all sing and muck around together. I glance over to see Chase staring at my jeans.