Page 66 of Consequences

“Kind of like Eminem. His initials are M.M., so he uses the phonetic spelling. Mine are M.E., so that’s how I got Emme. Get it?”

He can’t stop the smirk. This woman just used an Eminem reference, and not many others her age would have even thought of it. “I get it. That’s pretty cool.”

“So, you’re not dating Hailey anymore?”

And the knife gets twisted.“No, we’re not together anymore.”

“Well, if you’re ever free some night and want to hang out, let me know.”

She takes off her black apron and sets it on the counter with the tablet she uses to take orders with. “Are you off work?”

“Yeah, I just closed out my last table a few minutes ago. I was going to stick around if you were ordering something.”

“Wanna hang out? My apartment isn’t that far from here. I was just going to go home and order a pizza and drink alone.”

Emme gives him a coy look. “No club business tonight?”

“Trust me, being a Prospect is nothing like being a member. I don’t know much about club business, and my tasks are glorified janitorial work. Which I’ve been given the night off from.”

“Can I take a ride on your motorcycle? You do have one, right?”

“Yes, I have one. And sure.”

Leading the way, she heads out the front, and he guides her to his bike parked along the front. A perk of driving a motorcycle is the number of non-parking spots he’s allowed to use.

Gavin sits on his bike and starts it. Handing her a helmet, she puts it on her head, sits behind him, and wraps her arms around his waist. Her fingers dangle dangerously close to an area no one but Hailey has had in a long while, and he forces himself to focus on riding rather than how hard he is with her chest pressed unnecessarily hard against his back.

“You weren’t kidding when you said it wasn’t far,” Emme says and climbs off the back.

“Nope, I wasn’t kidding.”

A known smirk on her face tells him she knows how much her body against his affected him. She’s not Hailey, but the last thing he needs is someone who reminds him of her. Maybe, just maybe, he can get her off his mind for a short while.

Panting, Gavin closes his eyes as Emme kisses his naked chest. The moment he closed the apartment door, she was on him. Her lips and tongue distracting him from his thoughts of Hailey while they strip naked prove to be just what he needs.

“This is the first time I’ve had sex on this couch,” he says. “Just got it delivered yesterday.”

Emme looks up and smiles. “I’m glad I can help you break it in.”

“You know, this isn’t exactly what I had in mind when I invited you over.”

She climbs off of him and smiles as she stands in her glorious nakedness. There’s no question she’s hot, and she shocks him when she takes the filled condom off his spent cock, ties the open end, and takes it to the bathroom with her.

“I did,” she calls.

“You did?”

“I did,” she says, returning and climbing back on top of him. “I’ve had a crush on you since the fifth grade. You just never gave me the time of day. You normally prefer brunettes, but I can’t pull off dark hair. It makes me look sickly.”

He runs his fingers through her blonde locks, and he has to admit he does prefer brunettes. But any brunette right now will only remind him of the woman who left him. “I think your hair is nice.”

“I think your cock is nice.”

Gavin freezes and looks at her. There are a lot more women like Melanie in the world than he thought. He really thought she was one of the only women out there this brazen and unabashed about sex. At least, upon first meeting.

“Really? Nice?”

“Right now, yeah,” she says and bites her lower lip as she looks up at him through her lashes. “When it’s hard, though, it’s fantastic.”

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