When Sparks Fly (Sexy Secrets Book 2)

by Bailey, Nycole S.

  Once the waiter leaves, Ivy is speaking again. “And what makes you think Livy and Isaac are going to break up?”

  “Oh come on – it’s only a matter of time before he gets tired of her weirdness and breaks up with her.” She rolls her eyes and continues. “No man wants a woman who is a comic book geek and a diehard Agrangers fan or whatever it is. She makes no secret of either of those. I am sure Isaac knows all about both by now,” Jacqueline finishes, taking a dainty sip from her drink. “Besides, Olivia will tell you herself, she can’t keep a boyfriend because she wants to ‘be herself’”. She actually uses air quotes when she says this.

  Deciding that this fuckery has gone on long enough, I finally speak up.

  “How about we all just chill and stop discussing my love life…okay?” I give a pleading look to Ivy, Maddie and Zoe, hoping that they just let it go. I will explain to them my fucked up dynamics with Jacqueline and Taylor later.

  They all look at me with curiosity, but drop the topic. We sit in silence then. Taylor is back to being engrossed in her phone and Jacqueline has a little smile on her lips – as if she has won the argument or made some point.

  What-the-fuck-ever.

  She hasn’t won anything; I just chose to shut down all the bullshit before it got out of hand. As I said earlier – I don’t like drama.

  Our waiter is back with their wine and we all order our entrées. I am grateful that Ivy orders two appetizers for all of us to share because I am quite hungry. The waiter promises that the appetizers will be out quickly and asks me if I would like another glass of wine.

  Of course, I tell him yes.

  We briefly go back to silence before Jacqueline starts talking about her little girl as if nothing has happened. Jacqueline’s little girl, Avery, is 4-years-old and spoiled. She is actually a brat, but I would never tell Jacqueline that.

  Jacqueline drones on and on about Avery latest antics, passing around her phone to show off pictures of her little girl. When I have her phone in hand, I am surprised. I haven’t seen Avery is almost six months and she has grown so much. In some of the pictures, there is also a young woman I don’t recognize.

  “Jacqueline, who is this?” I ask as I show her the phone’s screen.

  She leans over to look at the phone.

  “Oh – that’s Erica– the nanny.”

  I look at her to see if she is joking because Jacqueline doesn’t have a job. She is a stay-at-home mom. Why does she need a nanny?

  “Um, so you are working now?” I ask.

  She lets out a tinkering laugh.

  “Oh no, I don’t have a job – you know that! You know Alton is quite successful.”

  Now I am genuinely confused – why does she need a nanny if she doesn’t have a job?

  “So why do you have a nanny then? Aren’t you still a stay-at-home mom?”

  She gives me a look as if I an idiot, making me want to smack her.

  She huffs out an exasperated sigh.

  “Because I need time for me; Avery can be exhausting!”

  Before I can respond, Zoe speaks up, reminding me that they have all heard Jacqueline.

  “So, you are a stay-at-home mom, but you have a nanny to take care of your daughter because you need time for yourself? I am assuming she is part-time then.” Zoe sounds just as confused as I do.

  Jacqueline puts away her phone in her gigantic purse. “Yes, I am a stay-at-home mom and no, Erica is not part-time, she is full time, except for weekends.”

  As if that makes it better.

  Ivy lets out a snort laugh. “Are you serious?”

  Jacqueline turns her head slightly and gives Ivy a scathing look. “Yes, I am dead serious. What is wrong with hiring a nanny to help out?”

  Ivy holds up her hands in a surrendering gesture. “Nothing at all – no judgment, but I am curious, if your daughter is with the nanny full time during the week – what do you do?”

  Jacqueline scoffs. “Well, I take care of me.”

  Looks are passed between Ivy, Maddie and Zoe before they look at me. I shake my head minutely – hoping that they will just let it go. They do and in no time we are back to talking about mundane topics. By the time the appetizers arrive, I have downed my second glass of wine and request a third. When the appetizers have been devoured as well as my third glass of wine, our entrees arrive.

  My fourth glass of wine is consumed with my entrée and I am joyful. Everyone is happy and there seems to be no tension with my new and old friends. But on the other hand, it could be me choosing to ignore the big ass elephant in the room.

  I giggle quietly with Maddie as we look over the dessert menu together when Taylor’s voice pulls me away. “Well HELLO! Hotties at twelve o’clock.”

  I look up from the dessert menu and see Charlie, Wood, Judah and Isaac entering the room – hotties indeed!

  “Zoe texted them earlier to come and join us for dessert…I hope that is okay?” Maddie asks.

  I absentmindedly nod because I am transfixed watching them walk into the room and to our table. They are all swagger and oozing sexual prowess. I watch Charlie come up behind Zoe’s chair. She tilts her head back and he gives her an upside down kiss before he all but manhandles her and seats them both on the bench seating on the other side of the table.

  Wood comes up and takes the seat vacated by Zoe. He leans into Ivy and kisses her sweetly on the cheek before she turns her head and he devours her mouth in a hot kiss. I find myself squirming in my seat at the hot kiss.

  Judah gives me a wink before he gives Maddie a sweet kiss to her forehead. When I look back up, I see Isaac. He sits in the seat directly in front on me. He gives me that gorgeous smile of his and I swear his dimples are set to stun.

  “Baby Girl,” he says - the deep rumble of his voice sending a shiver up my spine.

  “Isaac,” I respond, feeling all kinds of hot and bothered right now.

  He places his elbows on the table and leans towards me. I meet him half way. He kisses me with such tenderness that I want to climb over the table and gobble him up.

  Someone clearing her throat daintily pulls me from my kiss with Isaac.

  “Care to introduce?” Jacqueline asks in her best bitch voice.

  Oh stop being a bitch for one fucking second will you!

  The snort laugh from Ivy and the amused ‘oh’ from Maddie lets me know that I have said this aloud. I quickly clamp a hand over my mouth – mortified at what I have said.

  I turn to look at Jacqueline and she is looking at me as if I have lost my mind. It’s not that, it is just that the wine has loosened my tongue and my inner thoughts seem to be tumbling out.

  “Really Olivia…really?” she scoffs.

  I know I should apologize, but I don’t– she had it coming. I just shrug at her sheepishly and turn my attention back to Isaac. He looks like he is trying not to laugh. He knows that I rarely curse out loud – well unless we are fucking. He grabs ahold of my hand and brings it up to his gorgeous mouth to kiss it. He winks at me before introducing himself to Jacqueline and Taylor. They simper and gush, as I knew they would.

  I try not to roll my eyes.

  I take over and introduce the rest of the group. We all make small talk while we look over our dessert menus. When Ivy calls my name, I look up. Before I can respond, Jacqueline speaks.

  “Why do they call you that?” she asks with disdain in her voice.

  I look at her, perplexed. “Why do they call me what?” I ask.

  “Livy?”

  “Because it’s my name,” I say slowly.

  “No – your name is Olivia – not Livy.” She quickly scans her eyes over my new group of friends. “I find nick names lazy and disrespectful,” she finally says.

  “Well I find you pretentious and full of shit,” I respond back. I look at her fully, letting her know that I meant to say it and it didn’t accidently slip out.

  A tension-filled silence surrounds our group. A good minute passes before Jacqueline speaks up.
/>   “Well, I see that your new friends have corrupted you and are causing you to behave badly.”

  I continue to look at her. She looks at me as if she is expecting me to apologize.

  Nope – not today.

  Maybe it is the wine talking, but I don’t care. I keep my face blank as I watch her and Taylor gather their gigantic purses and stand to leave. She gives me one last look before she and Taylor leave.

  I feel weird – I am sad and relieved at the same time. I am vaguely aware of Isaac leaving his seat and sitting down next to me on the bench seating. He wraps his arm around me and pulls me close. I can feel my eyes get teary. I blink fast to keep the tears away.

  I do feel bad for being mean to one of my oldest friends, but I know on some level, she deserved it. However, she didn’t deserve for me to embarrass her like that.

  “You okay?” Isaac asks me, nipping my ear in the process.

  “I think I just ended a friendship,” I whisper so that only Isaac can hear me. He pulls me closer and kisses the side of my head. I relish the warmth and strength of his arms and breathe deep – allowing his scent and closeness to soothe me. He doesn’t say anything, he just holds me.

  It takes me a minute or two to compose myself. It is then that I notice that everyone is making an effort to ignore us as they look at the dessert menus. I pick up the dessert menu, just to give me something to do. I am not really looking at any particular item.

  “You want to try the Chocolate Fondue Experience,” Isaac asks softly; his lips ghosting across my ear.

  I find the item on the menu and read the description. It looks good, so I nod my head, not wanting to speak just yet. I am not sure if my voice will be wobbly or not.

  The waiter comes up and asks if we are ready to order dessert. We are. I listen as each couple rattles off a dessert to share along with some sort of wine. Isaac orders the chocolate fondue for us. When the waiter asks if we want something to drink, Isaac asks the waiter if they have a tawny port. He affirms that they do and he orders a glass of Cockburn’s 20-year port.

  I give him a questioning look.

  “I think you will like it. It is a fortified wine and it is a good paired with the chocolate,” he says.

  “You don’t want any?”

  “Not tonight. I want you to enjoy it though. Besides,” he says, his lips ghosting across my ear again, “I will need to drive later, so I am sticking to water for now.” I shiver at the contact.

  Slowly but surely, I come out of my funk. By the time our desserts arrive, I am in a heated, yet playful debate with Zoe on why I don’t consider Iron Man a true super hero.

  “He wears a suit!” I protest. “Without it – he is just a mere mortal.”

  “That is not the point!” she counters. “When he puts on the suit, he becomes a superhero - that is all that matters!”

  I blow a raspberry at her because I don’t have a good rebuttal. It is then that a waiter sets down a hot pot of fondue chocolate and a tray of fruit and mini confections. Zoe sticks out her tongue at me before blowing me a kiss. We both dissolve in giggles.

  My cheeks are aching from smiling so hard. The dark cloud that had been hovering over me regarding Jacqueline and Taylor is all but gone. I will wait a few days and apologize, but for now, I am going to enjoy my new friends.

  By the time we all spill out of the restaurant, it is a little after 11pm. It has been decided that we will all head back to Isaac and Judah’s house; the guys have remained sober and want to kick back with a few drinks.

  After giving Isaac my valet ticket, he joins the guys at the valet booth waiting for the vehicles. Once we are in my car, I watch Isaac adjust the driver’s seat to accommodate his tall frame.

  “So – we’ll stop by your house to pick up Chewy and you can pack a bag?” he asks softly as we drive through the city.

  I nod, knowing he can see me. I settle into my seat, enjoying the warmth of Isaac’s hand on my dress-covered thigh.

  We are the first to arrive at the house. Before going out onto the patio where everyone will gather, we both head up to his bedroom to change into more comfortable clothing.

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  Isaac

  I grab a beer from the drink tub before I take a seat in the only empty chair left. I keep quiet as I twist off the cap with the bottom of my t-shirt. Someone has turned on the string lights that run along the beams of the overhead pergola so I am able to see Olivia as she joins the girls on the lawn. The girls are lying on a quilt as they all talk and giggle. I also see a bottle of wine that they are passing around. I feel something brush my leg – I look down and see Chewy. He turns around two times before he settles down next to my chair. I give him a few scratches behind his ears before leaning back in my chair. After sitting for a bit, I can sense the guys looking at me while I take a pull from the bottle.

  “What?” I ask – irritated that they are staring at me with smirks and smiles on their faces.

  “Nothing,” both Charlie and Wood say with mirth in their voices, yet they continue to stare at me as if they are expecting something.

  I look to my twin and he is grinning like a jackass.

  “What Judah? What?”

  He takes a pull from his beer bottle before speaking.

  “I was wondering – well, we were all wondering,” he says gesturing towards Charlie and Wood. “You and Liv were the first to leave the restaurant and yet you two are just now coming out to the patio – some twenty minutes…”

  “Thirty minutes,” Wood chimes in.

  “My mistake…some thirty minutes after we have all arrived,” Judah, continues.

  “You know we had to pick up Chewy,” is my response.

  “Yeah, I figured as much, but you two still beat all of us back to the house, yet it took y’all thirty minutes to come out to join us?”

  My twin loves to bust my balls. I shake my head a little and take a sip of my beer. If my skin were lighter, they would definitely see my face turn red. As it is, my face and my ears are hot with embarrassment, because before we came down, Liv gave me a knee-buckling blowjob and she swallowed.

  I lean forward in my chair, elbows on my knees as I shift in my seat ever so slightly. A visible shiver runs up my spine as I remember how her hot little tongue lapped at my balls while she had those big brown eyes trained on me.

  Raucous laughter rings out as they point fingers at each other and slap hands.

  Assholes.

  “I told you,” Judah whisper-yells. “He got his shit greased.”

  I turn my head and look out on the lawn to the girls. My eyes set on Liv and I feel my heart clench when she looks my way and blows me a kiss.

  Chapter 9–Intervention

  Olivia

  The next few days are a blur of Isaac, Isaac and more Isaac. Ever since the night I met Jacqueline and Taylor for dinner, I have been at Isaac’s house.

  Saturday, we went for a walk in the woods behind his house where I explained to him my weird friendship dynamics with Jacqueline and Taylor. That talk was emotional for me. Some part of me thought he would chastise me for letting them treat me like they did, but he was very supportive, giving me a different perspective on my friendship with the two. To cheer me up, he took me to a comic book store where I lost myself for two hours while he patiently waited for me.

  He is such a good boyfriend - not that I know what a good boyfriend is supposed to act like - but I like to think that if I Googled ‘what is a good boyfriend’, a picture of Isaac would pop up.

  That night we cooked dinner together. I love cooking with Isaac – it seems to be our thing. I love the intimate nature of it; like when I ghost my hand around his waist while picking out the type of spice/seasoning I want or the soft kiss he places to the side of my neck before he reaches for a mixing bowl in the cabinet above my head.

  Everyone ended up at his parents’ house for Sunday dinner, which made me a little homesick for my family but I still enjoyed myself. Mr. Matty grilled c
hicken and steaks while Ms. Ronnie recruited us girls to help her in the kitchen to prepare the side dishes. Maddie and I didn't mind. Zoe and Ivy – they threw minor hissy fits.

  Even though I was having a great time with everyone, the words I carelessly said to Jacqueline and Taylor, well to Jacqueline actually, are still rattling around in my head and I need - no, I want to apologize to her. My plan is to go home and invite Jacqueline and Taylor over for dinner tonight.

  It is currently early Monday morning and I have been trying to leave Isaac's bed since we woke up some ten minutes ago, but he has been distracting me with his hands, his mouth, his fingers – hell his everything.

  "Don't go,” he says sleepily before sucking my nipple into his mouth.

  My pussy clenches as he sucks deep. I half-heartedly push his head away. I really would love to stay in bed with Isaac all day, but we both have things to do.

  “Isaac,” I moan almost breathlessly as I maneuver away from him, wrapping the sheet around me as I climb out of his big bed. “We both have a busy day ahead of us.”

  He is meeting the guys at the gym at seven for their morning workout, then Isaac has a full morning of video edits and in the afternoon/evening, he will be filling in for one of his camera guys (whose wife just had a baby) on a local location shoot.

  My day will be full of completing some design work on a few limited edition jewelry pieces for my Simply Simone line, taking Chewy to the vet/groomers, an afternoon hot yoga class with the girls and hopefully dinner with Jacqueline and Taylor.

  “Baby Girl,” he says, his deep voice rumbling through me. He knows I love it when he calls me that. I bite my lip and slowly inch back towards the bed.

  “Just a quickie,” he says.

  I snort out a laugh. While Isaac may do many things quickly, making love/fucking is not one of them. He likes to take his time wringing pleasure out of me – even if it means prolonging his release. I glance at the bedside clock.