Broken Love (Broken #4)(5)

“Uh-huh. She sure is pretty,” Nate said as he looked at Ava.

Ava hit Nate in the chest … hard. “Awe … you’s is so sneaks.”

Nate’s eyebrows rose. “Sneaks?”

“She’s had a bit too much to drink. I’m going to take her home since I can’t find her friend anywhere.”

Nate gave me a wink and said, “Right. Well, you have yourself one hell of a good time tonight, you lucky son-of-a-bitch.”

Anger began to build in my blood as I shook my head. “It isn’t anything like that.”

Lifting the glass full of vodka to his lips, he smiled and drank.

Fuck this. I’m getting Ava out of here now.

“See ya tomorrow,” I said as I turned to head out of the club.

“Don’t be f*cking late, Ryder.”

By the time I got Ava back to my car, she had thrown up two more times and told me how she had dreamed about me. One dream was graphic and I had to adjust my dick in my pants.

I slipped Ava into the front seat and ran around to the driver’s side. Jumping in, I looked at Ava and said, “Where do you … live … f*ck.”

Ava was passed out with her sweet little mouth hanging open and what appeared to be a small amount of drool starting to form in the corner. It was the cutest damn thing I’d ever seen.

I wasn’t sure what to do. Glancing down at her clutch, I felt like a dick for even thinking of opening it, but I had no choice.

“Please don't be like tampons or something in there.” My body shook in fear as I took a deep breath and looked into her purse. Living with three older sisters I saw things that could never be un-seen.

The only things she had in there was a tube of lipstick, her phone, and her wallet. Taking her wallet out, I glanced back over to her. She was now snoring and in a deep slumber.

I pulled out her license and typed the address into my GPS. She only lived ten minutes away.

Ava’s phone began buzzing so I pulled it out of her purse only to hear Maroon 5’s “Animals” playing and the name Jay flashing across the screen. Jealousy raced over my body as I quickly decided to answer it.

“Hello?”

“Um … wait … so no … okay who the f*ck is this?”

I instantly recognized the voice. “A friend who cared enough to make sure Ava got home safe.”

“What did you just say, homeslice?”

“Did you just call me homeslice?”

“Yes. Yes, I did, motherf*cker.”

Smiling, I nodded my head. “That seems like more of a normal reaction to a strange man who answered your friend’s phone.”

I heard a loud bang and then it was quiet. She must have stepped outside. “Listen here, prick eater, you better turn your ass around and bring my best friend back or I’ll hurt you. And by hurt you, I mean I’ll cut your dick off and make you eat it.”

My upper lip snarled as I pulled the phone away from my ear and looked at the sweet girl’s picture on the screen. “You’ll what?” I asked in utter shock.

“You heard me.”

My GPS alerted me that Ava’s place was on the right just a half a mile up the road.

“Listen, GI Jane, I’m almost to Ava’s house to take her home. If you’re that concerned, why don't you head on over here and take care of her.”

“Fine, make sure she texts me when she gets into her condo.”

“Fine.”

“Fine.”

“I already said that.”

“Dick.”

“Night, Jay.”

Hitting End, I pulled up and parked then got out of the car and walked up to the valet guy.

“You visiting someone?”

Opening the door, I reached in and picked up Ava. “Yep. She had a little too much to drink.”

“Damn, Ava.”

The way this guy was looking at her had me all kinds of pissed off. “Um, I’m not sure if I should allow you into the building, sir.”

Laughing, I shook my head and began bouncing Ava. “I’m up! I’m awakes.”

Ava looked around and smiled when she saw she was in my arms. “I’m dreaming again. Yes.” Fist pumping, she turned and looked at the valet guy. “Oh, Ryan you’ve never graced a dream before.”

Clearing my throat, I said, “Ava baby, you’re not dreaming and Ryan here won’t let me bring you up to your place.”

Ava slowly turned and looked at me. “Just because I’m drunk, Ryder, doesn’t mean I’m going to have sex with you. I mean, I want to have sex with you.”

My eyebrows shot up as I pulled my head back while Ava kept digging herself in deeper. “I think sex with you would be curl toeing. I can only imagine all the ways you’d make me—”

“Okay! Ryan, you going to open the door, dude, or are we both going to have to listen to Ava graphically describe her dreams?”

Ryan frowned as he looked at Ava. When he turned to look at me, he shot me a dirty look.

As he took a step forward, he said, “Enjoy your evening, Ms. Moore, sir.”

I knew it was a dick move, but I lifted the left corner of my mouth as I said, “Oh I intend to.”





I PULLED THE pillow over my head as I moaned.