Page 20 of The Right Woman

Chapter

Nine

ADON

Short hairs preventme from tugging on the ends of my fresh cut. I’m filled with pent-up frustration, with no way to get rid of it. Beating off doesn’t help. Every ounce of ire is directed at the little pink haired library attendant I fucked a few days ago. Rosy couldn’t be bothered to use her safe word, but she sure could use her mouth to make vile threats against me.

This is why I need to stay away. She’s too young and immature. Trouble if I ever saw it. And the very reason why my rules exist. I just need to be strong and not think with my strangled dick.

“So are you coming?” Rhodes shifts his feet while slapping his lanyard keychain repeatedly in his hand. Dark stains coat his scrub pants, and I can’t help the disgusted sneer on my upper lip as I look at them. My finger wags at his outfit.

“What isthatand why haven’t you changed?”

His head drops back as he sighs, giving me a glance at his neck muscles tightening on a swallow. “I just finished a rough shift at the hospital. Putting on new clothes is the least of my concerns. Celine wants to know how many guests we shouldexpect for the Halloween party. Quit your bitching and just show up.”

Friday night is going to be filled with nothingness. I already decided this after my last hurrah in the stacks. Jazz music, some Scotch, maybe a good book on World War I sound much better than a loud party. I’ll be comfortable, cozy…and, sure, I’ll probably end up jerking myself to sleep, thinking about being inside Piper at the library. That part of the evening is hidden away in some of my brain.

“I don’t think so.”

Eli kicks his feet up on the desk with a thud and leans back while the seat groans in response under his heavy weight. “Essa really needs family. I think she’s pretty excited about tonight, and I want her to have a good time. Can we show her what it’s like?”

The corners of his eyes wince as he says the words, and I wonder what it will be like for my younger brother to be around all the drinking while staying sober. Maybe I should go so I can watch over him.

“You’re dressing up?” A partial chuckle escapes my lips as I picture him wearing some ridiculous costume.

Eli shrugs and nods. “Yeah. She got us some outfits. Something Piper cooked up, I think.”

At the mention of Rosy girl, my stomach flips with anticipation, knuckles turning white as they grip the edge of the office chair. Clearing my throat, I manage to sound completely nonchalant. “Piper’s going to be there?”

Neither of my brothers look at me, so I must have pulled off the casual tone. Eli sits up and leans across the desk. “Yeah, and we need more food, too.” His eyes flash to Rhodes’s for a moment, as if he’s already regretting his next sentence. “Celine wants only vegan stuff, but not anything from a, uh, a root vegetable, I think.”

Rhodes’s shoulders stiffen at the mention of his on-again, off-again girlfriend. I gave up trying to get the bitch out of the picture. Rhodes is on his own with that one.

“Fine. I’ll stop by and bring some pizzas or something.” Already, my fingers find the store app to order some as I wonder what Rosy will wear…

“Thanks, big bro.” Eli’s grin spreads across his face. I haven’t seen him this happy in a long while. Even Rhodes looks relieved. So glad I could help my family out and be there for them. Which is the only reason I’m going. That’s it.

Unless Piper needs another fucking spanking.

My eyes catch on a newspaper headline covering the front page ofNorthview News: “Rainy Day Could Disguise Foul Play.” With sweaty palms, I snag it and shake the pages open.

Under the bold words, the article explains that the victim, Meghan Martinez, had an autopsy performed after her sudden demise at the coffee shop. Cause of death was asphyxiation. She had a trace amount of cyanide in her system, but the pathologist explains this was not unusual or the likely reason for her suffocation.

The cafe is quarantined until further tests of their equipment and served items are performed by the health department. A pleading, yet professional, quote from the owner, states he is cooperating with guidelines and willing to do whatever it takes to re-open and gain the public’s trust.

My pulse races at the image of the deceased woman standing with her husband on the steps of Northview University. As I rub my forehead, I try to will the guilt away.If only…Maybe if I’d tried harder, I could have saved her. She had a loving husband and a career as manager of the Northview Community Bank. No kids, but she had a stepson from her husband’s former marriage.

I’d be nothing without Avery and Odin. God, tonight would be lonely without the party. Standing, I shake off the sadnessstill lingering from the woman’s dark eyes. The same that stared up at me as I pounded her chest, trying to get her heart beating again. The ones that clouded over until they were devoid of life.

“I’ll see you all tonight.”

By the time evening rolls around, I regret the decision to attend. But ten cardboard boxes of pizza steam up my truck from the passenger seat, so I have to go inside. What would I do with all of them at home? Probably eat three and get sick.

Stepping out of the vehicle, I grab the stack and head to the front door. One of Rhodes’s friend throws it open, and I greet him with a nod as he helps me carry some of the boxes. As we meander to the kitchen, my eyes immediately get caught on the pixie wearing a costume that makes my steps stutter. Unfortunately, the sight of her little body in her short corset dress makes my jeans tight around the crotch as my cock thickens in my boxer briefs. She’s almost unrecognizable with a long, black wig and vampire teeth, but I’d know her figure anywhere. Probably could pick out the scent of her pussy in a lineup by now.

Muscles in the back of my jaw get tired of clenching as I try to think about anything other than the feel of her cunt all over me. Sliding the pizza onto the side counter, I turn around quickly. Eli’s greeting smile lights up my world as he holds his girlfriend in front of him. The two sway in sync, looking cozy together.

“Hey, bro. Where are the kids?”

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