Page 56 of Rush
Wiping the sweat from my face, I turned and immediately saw a head of blonde hair across the gym. Great. Just what I fucking needed. I was training hard so I could keep my mind focused and off the fact I was still hard for Jade. Jacking off every night had done nothing to ease the tension in my balls, especially when I always ended up thinking about her. Running, lifting weights, cycling, sparring, and punching the shit out of Cole were just about the only things that keep my mind off the inevitable. The inevitable being me going home alone to a place where I’d feasted on my greatest desire.
“What are you rolling your eyes at?” Cole asked, his lip curling with a sneer.
Nodding across the gym, I drew his attention to where Margaret was lingering. Unfortunately, the motion also attracted her hawk-like gaze toward us like a heat-seeking missile. She never missed a beat, but self-obsessed people never passed an opportunity to be in the spotlight, did they?
“Margaret,” I said. “Remember her from school?”
“That’s Margaret Anastas?” Cole asked, his mouth dropping open. “She got her tits done.”
“Is that all you think about?”
“Titsandpussy,” he replied.
I groaned and shook my head. “She turned up the other day, sniffing around after…”
Cole snorted. “After Jade fucked and ran?”
Narrowing my eyes in warning, I glanced over my shoulder and saw Margaret was approaching for round two.
“Does she think she’s slumming it or something?” Cole went on, talking as loudly as possible. “Is putting a poor man’s dick in her golden vagina the in thing with these people nowadays?”
“Nice to see you again, Alphonso,” Margaret said sweetly. “Still a raging asshole, I see.”
“Still a raging bitch,” he replied, much to my amusement. “If you’re looking for some gold to dig, Toorak is thataway.”
“Please,” she declared. “I know how much professional fighters make, Alphie.”
“Cole,” he said. “My name is Cole. C-o-l-e.”
“If you say so.” Turning to me, she flashed a flirty smile and puffed her tits toward my face. “Hey, Ry.”
“Pfft,” Cole said, hightailing it. “Good luck, mate. Don’t let her golden vagina fool you. There’s barbed wire in there, I’m positive.”
Margaret watched him cross the gym and shook her head. “I can see nothing’s changed where Cole is concerned. He’s still rattling cages?”
“Yeah, though they’re no longer metaphoric ones.”
“He’s training professionally, as well?” Her eyebrows rose.
“Yep.” I reached for my water bottle, popped the lid, and took a swig.
Margaret’s gaze fell to my mouth, and she licked her lips. She wanted a taste, that much was obvious, but I wasn’t really interested in giving it to her. I would probably bend her over, force her ass into the air, and thrust my cock into her pussy from behind just so I didn’t have to look her in the eye. Knowing her, she would film it, then ‘accidentally’ forward the footage to Jade.
Anyway, I wasn’t into empty ejaculation.
“You never used my number,” Margaret said with a pout.
“You were a complete bitch to me in high school,” I shot back. “Why would I ever use your number?”
“That was a long time ago, Ry,” she replied, putting her hands on her hips. “People change.”
Thinking about Jade, I knew not everyone did or wanted to. She had the potential to grow, but I hadn’t seen her want to be a better person. That was the difference between me pursuing her after that night and me walking away for good.
“So?” Margaret asked. “Do you want to hang out sometime?”
“If by hang out you mean, cheat on your husband, then no. I’m not your guy.”
She laughed and shook her head, her blonde ponytail flicking side to side. “You’re hilarious!” she cried. “Justin and I are in an open marriage. I know it might be a foreign concept for some people, but when it comes to him and me, as long as we’re safe, then neither of us has a problem with the other sleeping with whoever they choose.”
