Say Shamrock What?
Jade’s College Diaries #1
A novella by Crystal D. Spears
Copyright © 2013 by Crystal D. Spears
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This content contains New Adult/ Mature acts and/ or situations along with language. Not for readers 17 and under.
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Prologue — Smologue
Hello Diary Readers,
If you read my first short diary you already know a few things about me. But, just for the hell of it, let me remind you just in case you forgot. I'm crazy, horny and constantly mentally curse myself. I get into situations and don't give a crap about the consequences. I'm in college and young so why the hell not? I'm currently tangled up with four men. Yes, that's right, I said four men. A best friend and three brothers. It's very messy, but what's coming— is what you would very least expect. Is my luck about to run out? Am I no longer a Shamrock? I also have huge bombs dropped on me and yes you're right it's totally Say Shamrock What? So if you're preparing to read my next diary I'm warning you right now it's full of sex, drama, hot men, bitchy best friends, secrets, ex's and lots of damn cursing. You will find out a lot about the men in my life. But I will still remain somewhat of a mystery. You’ll learn just a little.
Jade the 'Not So Lucky Shamrock’ Out
P.S Please read my first diary. Strictly off limits.
Chapter One — Jade
Dear College Diary,
Aftermath of Brayden’s stupid bonfire, oh yes, and I indeed slept with Dean AGAIN!
Hussy whore here!
Jade the “Shamrock” Out!
“Jade shut that damn screaming cat up,” Dean mumbles into my hair. I reach over and slap my alarm clock off. “Good morning gorgeous,” he smiles at me.
“Good morning Mr. Chiseled, you need to get up or you’ll be late to meet your father.” He sighs and hops out of my bed completely naked. Damn! “On second thought can you climb back into bed and give me some lovin’ before you leave,” I pout.
He smirks over his shoulder before growling and throwing himself back on me. “My pleasure,” he pulls my sheet down exposing all of me. He runs his long fingers up the inside of my legs spreading them apart. “I will never get tired of your tattoo telling me to eat you,” he mumbles against my skin.
ME EITHER!
Just before I can respond his tongue laps my folds, I sigh this is what this man does effortlessly. I dig my hands into my bed to keep from kicking about. His teeth graze my hood ring before he lightly tugs. He knows how to work my piercing with no qualms. I feel him lapping me up real good before I eye him sucking on his own fingers before they make their way to my entrance. “Everything is beautiful about you Jade—everything.”
Don’t make me fall in love with you. Don’t make me fall in love with you. I chant over and over in my head.
“Thank you Dean.” I mean what else am I supposed to say? I’m just a clover among many other clovers. I don’t see what’s so special about me. I literally have four men chasing me right now. Dean, Layden, Nate and Brayden. I need to shut my fucking brain off and enjoy this delicious man who is eating me like I am his favorite flavor of ice cream. I feel his tongue enter me and I squirm.
“That’s it Angel Kisses give it to me,” he rasps.
And I do boy do I! My legs begin to shake, my heart begins to pound and my eyes roll to the back of my head.
“Dean…don’t stop right there…god…yes…yes…yes.” I squeeze the sheets tightly as my body releases its euphoria and my lips begin to quiver, he has managed to make me tear up whilst giving me an orgasm. I do not know how I feel about that. As if he senses something wrong he comes up for air and smiles at me. That beautiful green eyed stare mixed with his grin is enough to knock a smile onto your face. “You okay gorgeous girl,” he nibbles on my thigh. I am more than okay, but I am freaked out as well. I can’t tell him this of course. So I go for an easy out so I can think. “Dean, baby, you’re going to be late,” I point to the clock on my nightstand.
“Shit! Sorry to eat and run gorgeous,” he crawls up my body and kisses me. I taste my own juices and this makes me hunger for more. Hunger for his taste, touch and smell. Hell hungry for him period. “I’ll catch ya later gorgeous girl,” he nips at my lips once more before taking his fine ass to the floor to begin getting dressed. I sigh and out loud too because watching this man get dressed is a damned shame. Just when I am enjoying his muscles rippling in his back Sheila and Amber come barreling through the door. “Fuck,” Dean starts bouncing on one foot pulling his pants up faster.
“Well isn’t he just fixed with an Anaconda,” Amber purrs.
Yeah, bitch my Anaconda!
Dean clears his throat as he pulls his shirt on over his head. “Ladies it was good seein ya, I’m headed out,” he gives me a quick wave.
“This is different, it’s usually “walk-er on outta there” Walker, but apparently he’s walkin right outta here instead,” Sheila mumbles.
Apparently she’s still pissed!
“So what’s up guys? Amber any luck with Nate?” I ask while pulling a tee over my head.
“Yeah, I had lots of fucking fun with him,” she says sarcastically.
Ugh Oh!
“What happened?” I ask.
“I had to listen to that fine motherfucker go on and on about how he screwed up his chances with you,” she rolls her hands around in the air “oh and get this. He saw you leave with Dean and still was pinning like a little puppy bitch.” She bitches while rolling her eyes.
Well Shit!
“I don’t know what else I have to do I’ve already told him he screwed up, what should I do,” I whine.
“What you should do is stick to one fucking guy Shamrock and then the rest will get the damn picture,” Sheila gripes.
That’s it! I’ve had enough of her fucking attitude!
“Did I do something to offend you Sheila? Hmm. I was just curious because we were fine a few days ago. And now—you walk around like you got a fucking corn cob stuck up that red head ass of yours,” I scream while jumping to my feet.
“Woah! Calm down you two! What the hell has gotten into you both?” Amber throws her hands on her hips scorning us.
“My problem is Shamrock here has all the fucking luck and is too busy to notice she has all these great guys, but yet she can’t fucking choose one?”
This isn’t the Sheila I love anymore.
“Sheila—I can’t choose for that specific reason! I still have love for Layden, Nate is my best friend, Brayden is a great conversationalist and Dean is just perfect. And, they’re all hot! So no, I am not trying to be a damn whore it’s just like that because I can’t fucking make my mind up,” I say quietly.
And I think she finally gets it because her eyes soften.
“It’s that damn Layden he made you doubt yourself,” Sheila huffs.
Yeah no kidding. Bastard bent me over backwards. Chewed me up and spat me out.
“I know, so why can’t I just have some fun? Why do I have to choose right now? Because I’m afraid if I do I will choose the wrong one,” I cry. “Can’t I just have some fun please? Will it help if I get one of them to find ya’ll some dates so you don’t feel like you’re being left out?” I ask trying to butter them up.
They look back and forth for a few seconds then back to me. “Yes,”
they say together. “Hook us up,” Sheila grins.
Best friend bitch crisis averted. Score One For Shamrock!
“So what’s on the agenda for the day?” I need to know if they plan on hanging with me or not because I told Brayden I would have coffee with him.
“I have to study for an exam and Sheila has a date with her Mother,” Amber groans.
Yes! Yes! Yes! Shit! See I rather hang with guys then my best friends! Hussy whore!
“Oh, well I gotta get laundry done.” I throw off the top of my head.
Laundry I have plenty of clean fucking clothes. See— now I am lying!
“Good luck with that,” Amber says while eying Sheila as she gets dressed.
Hmm. And what is this new discovery?
“So—Ambs anything you would like to share with us?” I ask with a hint of amusement in my tone. She shakes out of her staring stupor and shakes her head quickly no. “Just so you know you can talk to me about anything.” And she can too, I won’t judge hell this is college I’ve had my share in the VaJayJay market too. “Not right now Shamrock, just not right now,”Ambs hisses at me.
Well alrighty then!
“Okay, Shamrock we’ll see ya later,” Sheila smirks. Ambs just waves with a worried look. I mouth I won’t say anything she still doesn’t believe a word out of my mouth though. It’s a big secret. I know she likes men, but this liking women is a new development. Good for her, I just wish she would share it with her best friends.
I want to look my best for Brayden even though it’s just coffee I enjoy our conversations. He’s witty and he flirts constantly and I’m starting to adore that bad ass facade he has like Layden.
What the flying fuck is wrong with me?
After my nice warm shower of nothing, but memories of Dean in this shower stall with me I head back to my dorm room. I decide on a high pony tail and puff the pony with lots of hair spray. My outfit consists of a red tank with a built in bra, short black shorts and a pair of red wedges. Mom always said pair your shoes with your shirt. I always go by that rule. I lay off the lipstick and go for a more natural look a little mascara and blush and I’m all set for Brayden. When I look at the clock to check the time my phone chimes.
YES!
Brayden: You ready 2 walk 2 the coffee shop Sexy?
Each one of these guys has a name for me. And I will not fucking lie when I say I enjoy it.
Me: Ready when u r
Brayden: Meet ya in 2 mins at dorm entrance
Me: Kay
I can’t wipe the smile off my damn face while I make my way down there. Hell, I ain’t even walking I’m practically running down the steps.
Again WTF is wrong with me?
And that’s when my breath hitches as Brayden comes into view.
Ah, yes, that is what’s wrong with me!
Brayden is leaning against the doorway smiling at me. His gorgeous black hair spiked masterfully on his head. His coal black eyes burning a hole through my body. The guy is fine with a capital F. Him and his holy faded jeans and gray tee.
“Hey sexy, is that a smile I see on that fucking fantastical mouth?” He teases.
“It is, I enjoy our talks.” I shrug and blush. He takes my arm in his and I about melt.
I am so fucking screwed. Mental note rant in diary later!
He’s quiet all the way to the coffee shop, he normally is. This is our third time going. I have two things I’m worried about while walking with him each time. The fact I spend more time with him and the fact everyone on campus can see us together. It won’t be long before shit gets started. But—what the hell do I care?
Yes, that’s right they can kiss my ass. I’ll even bend over for them.
As soon as we enter the coffee shop all eyes are on us. I mentally groan.
“Don’t worry about them Sexy, they’re just jealous. So double chocolate espresso again Jade,” he winks.
I’m a goner, such a goner. It’s a good thing I didn’t wear flipping panties, they would indeed be fucking soaked.
“Yeah, Bray, that would be great thanks.” I head on over to our booth it’s actually free. Shocking considering this is the best coffee shop on campus. The hustle and bustle is loud, so we always sit in the very back. We’re not like the other students playing watchers; being nosy and sniffen everyone’s shit out as they pass by.
“Here sexy girl,” Brayden hands me my espresso. Yum!
“Thank you Bray,” I take a sip. “So—whatcha wanna talk about today?” I ask.
Brayden actually hesitates a moment before sighing and setting his coffee on the table. “Actually, I wanted to discuss something with you,” he fidgets.
Well hells and cow bells.
“Okay—,” I drag out. “What would you like to discuss?” I know my voice sounds hesitant.
“Well, I enjoy spending time with you, at first it was just great conversation, but now I’m finding myself more and more attracted to you. But, I know you are dating Layden and sleeping with Dean. So, you see my fucking dilemma Jade? I can’t have you! And that right there pisses me off,” he growls. “And, fucking Nate is going around campus saying you will be his, it’s all bullshit really,” he sighs. “What I’m trying to say is would you be willing to just date me, we don’t have to do anything just date see how things go? I mean we’re young right nothing has to be serious? Date around see how things go? You’re too special Jade for me not to just try.” He cuts me deep with his coal black eyes.
Oh man! What am I supposed to say to this? I am young, but all three brothers. That’s cutting into family ties I don’t know how I feel about that shit.
I take a huge breath.
— Brayden’s Thoughts
She’s sitting there looking all fucking sexy and she takes a huge fucking breath and I don’t know what to do with that shit. That—I think is a bad fucking sign. I know this is asking a lot of her. But, I have no other damn choice. I am stuck, stuck in this freaking chaos that surrounds sexy Jade. But, hell if she isn’t worth it. I’m addicted to everything about her and yet, I’ve not kissed her, fucked her and with all that I still adore her. Adore, I internally roll my eyes at sounding like a fucking pansy ass bitch. She’s sexy, witty, smart and doesn’t give a rats ass about what people say about her. Layden and Dean both have warned me, brothers or not she’s way too fucking special to pass up. Our brotherhood has taken worse hits. I think!
Chapter Two — Part One — Jade
Dear Mental College Diary,
Do not forget to write this shit down.
I mean it self!
Shamrock the fuck out before I lose it!
I look at Brayden with my mouth hanging right open. I know he’s looking for a damn response, but my head is swirling for one. “I…I really don’t know what to say Brayden of course I’m attracted to you and I loved spending this past week with you. But, hell like you said I’m already fucking Dean and dating Layden again. You know I’m the last person to give a shit about what people think. I just don’t want to cause turmoil between you and your brothers,” I whisper.
“How about this sexy girl, we all four sit down and have a talk — talk about how we’re young, you’re attracted to all three of us. We can agree to like a dating schedule. But, I am only interested in you and I would make sure my brothers were too. If one is caught out and it’s not with you. It’s done their out of the race to win you over or to date you, whatever the hell you want to call this. But, I know I want to try. I really fucking dig you Jade,” and there goes that piercing coal stare again.
He’s got a point, people date more than one person at a time it’s been done. Can I do this? Can my mind frame fucking do this?
“Okay, we can talk to the guys and see what they say,” I whisper.
“Fucking hell yes, Jade, come on,” he drags me outta the booth.
“Hey nut ball where the hell we going?” I tease.
“Well, we got a conversation to have with my brothers don’t we? I am dead fucking serious se
xy, we’re taking care of this shit right now.”
I start to hyperventilate. I mean isn’t this every girls damn dream? You know, where you can date three hot guys at once? But, why am I so nervous?
I don’t get fucking nervous! These guys are killing me and it’s just begun.
Brayden digs out his sleeky new Galaxy phone and starts texting away. Gee, wonder who he’s texting. I roll my eyes. Because, I know for a fact he is already setting up our pow wow with his brothers. We walk all the way to his parents beach house which needless to say really isn’t all that far from campus. Takes all but twenty minutes to get there. As the huge beach house comes into view I see Dean’s black Range Rover already parked next to Layden’s cherry red Camaro.
Damn donkey balls I was hoping for some breathing room before I had to have this shit conversation!
“You ready for this Sexy?” Brayden takes my hand and drags me through the beautiful flowered walkway all the way up to the house. “Not really Bray this all seems so farfetched. I can almost bet Dean doesn’t go for it,” I hiss.
“You would be surprised Jade,” he mumbles.
Wait! What?
“What do you mean I would be surprised? Is there something you’re not telling me?” I pull from his grip causing him to chuckle.
“C’mon Sexy, let’s get this over with,” he takes my hand again. We walk through the door and the voices that were speaking now have stopped. First, Dean comes into view. Oh my sweet jesus! He looks fine as hell in a business suit.
“What is this about Brayden, dad was pissed when I upped and left, you know that bastard doesn’t like not having his way.” Dean crosses his arms across that beautiful Mr. Chiseled chest. “I told ya’ll we needed to have a chat,” Brayden proceeds to drag me over to the bar. “Sit,” he commands. And, boy do I ever fucking sit. Strong dominance like Layden, I mentally stick that in a file in my head and quickly label it.
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