One Night Stand

by J. S. Cooper

  “Oh Alice.” I sighed, glad that she hadn’t been flirting with Scott. Imagine if she had caused some sort of fist fight between them. That would have made my family a sideshow circus. Not that we weren’t already half way there.

  “I know. I’m a mess.”

  “We’re both messes.” I laughed.

  “What are we going to do?”

  “We need to forget about all of them. Let’s go out tonight and meet some new guys and have some fun.”

  “You want to?” Alice didn’t look enthused about the idea.

  “Yes! We don’t need them! We’re two hot girls. We need two hot men that will appreciate us.”

  “I don’t know.” She made a face. “When we went out in college, we never had much luck.”

  “That’s because we were nerds.” I giggled. “And we didn’t know how to play the game. We both played it safe and settled for losers. You dated Luke and now he’s married to Joanna, our ex-roommate. And I dated Justin and Evan and well, we both know how great they were.”

  “Evan was addicted to his PlayStation.” Alice giggled.

  “And my panties.” I shuddered. “And not in the sexy way either.”

  “There’s a sexy way?” Alice looked at me curiously.

  “Yeah, the steal and sniff sexy way.” I made a face. “Okay, that sounds perverted when I say it out loud, but that’s kinda sexy because you know you turn your man on. I mean, if you’re going to steal my panties, do it because you’re sniffing them or whacking off into them. Don’t do it because you want to wear them.”

  “I wish I would have seen his face when you caught him in your black thong and red lipstick.”

  “He ruined the lipstick as well. It was the Chanel tube as well. I spent $42 on that lipstick and he didn’t even replace it.”

  “I dare say he stretched out the thong as well.” Alice giggled.

  “He did.” I giggled as well. “I gave it to him as a parting gift when we broke up.”

  “Oh Evan, I thought he was a weirdo from the beginning.” Alice said. “I mean what guy brings over his PlayStation and games every time he’s staying at his girlfriends’ house?”

  “A loser guy, that’s who!” I groaned. “Not that Justin was any better.”

  “True.” Alice agreed with me. “What was up with his hair?”

  “His hair was the least of his problems.” I giggled as I remembered my other ex. “Remember when we caught him using your concealer to cover up his acne.”

  “I know.” She groaned. “I caught him using my toothbrush once as well. He was so gross.”

  “Ugh, I always seem to pick the worst guys.”

  “Don’t look now, but the posse is headed towards us.” Alice said softly.

  “Ugh, I don’t even want to see Xander or Gabby’s face. Please say we can go out tonight.”

  “Fine.” She grinned. “Let’s see how much more trouble we can get ourselves into.

  ***

  “Let’s play scrabble tonight.” Scott popped his head into my room later that afternoon.

  “Sorry, we’re going out.” I looked up at him from my vanity.

  “Going out where?” He frowned. “That’s no fair.”

  “Alice and I are going out to meet some men as we don’t want to end up as old maids.”

  “It’s too late for that.” He grinned and I poked him in the abdomen. “Ouch, that hurt.”

  “Good.” I made a face at him. “Now scram, Alice and I are trying out my different eye shadows.”

  “You both look like clowns.” Scott said with a straight face as he looked at me and then at Alice. “Clowns that should stay home and play scrabble tonight.”

  “Nope.” I shook my head and stood up. “Not going to happen.”

  “Hey guys, we’re playing scrabble tonight.” Aiden walked into the bedroom and I groaned loudly.

  “Alice and I are going out tonight. We will not be partaking in the family scrabble tournament.”

  “What do you mean, you and Alice are going out?” Aiden looked at Alice and frowned. “This is meant to be a family weekend.”

  “I’ve had enough family for the day.” I walked to my closet and opened the doors. “Tonight I need to forget about family.”

  “Liv,” He started and I turned around to look at him with fire in my eyes. If he dared to try and tell me I couldn’t go, I was going to hit him. “Fine, have fun.” He said simply and my jaw dropped open in shock.

  “What, that’s it?”

  “You’re an adult. You can do what you want.”

  “Oh my God, it’s the end of the world.” I looked at Alice with a smile. “Aiden is not trying to tell me what I can and can’t do.”

  “I guess miracles do happen.” She said softly and I watched as Aiden laughed.

  “I guess so.” I pulled out a black slinky dress that I’d worn in college and showed it to her. “Should I wear this tonight?”

  “That’s hot.” Alice nodded. “Definitely wear that dress.”

  “Okay, this is my cue to leave.” Scott hurried out of the bedroom and Aiden, Alice and I all looked at each other.

  “So where are you two going?” Aiden asked softly and I gave him a weird look. Why was he still in the room? Why did he care where we were going? Men are so difficult to understand. I had no clue what Aiden was up to and he’s my brother.

  “Not sure yet. That’s all Liv’s decision.”

  “Oh okay, you trust her?” Aiden joked and my jaw opened even wider. Was that my brother teasing Alice?

  “Yeah, I trust her.” Alice smiled and blushed.

  “What sort of place are you guys looking for?” Aiden asked again.

  “We’re looking for a place with hot men that will devour us.” I said with a laugh.

  “Hmmm.” Aiden looked at me with a disapproving look. “I know a nice wine bar if you guys are interested in that?”

  “No, we’re going to dirty dance and grind. Maybe we’ll drink some wine as well, but we want loud music and fast men.” I danced around and started moving my body back and forth. “I want a man that knows how to move to some hip hop, baby.”

  “Okay.” Aiden frowned. “That sounds like fun.”

  “It will be.” I smiled at him sweetly.

  “Maybe I’ll come as well.”

  “What?” My smile left my face. “No, you can’t come.”

  “Come where?” Xander walked into my room.

  “What is going on in here?” I turned away from him. “Why does everyone think they can just walk into my room?”

  “Maybe because you have an open door policy?” Xander answered with a smirk and I just rolled my eyes. What had I ever seen in this insufferable man?

  “It’s not open to you.”

  “What do you want Xander?” Alice glared at him and a surge of happiness washed through me. This was why Alice was my best friend. This was why I trusted her with my life. She always had my back.

  “Girls.” Aiden frowned as he looked at us. “Why are you being so hostile to Xander?”

  “I don’t think we’re being hostile.” I said sweetly and turned to Xander. “Do you think we’re being hostile?”

  “No,” He stared into my eyes. “I don’t.”

  “So how can I help you, Xander? Did you get lost? Do you need me to help you find Gabby’s room?” I turned back to my closet and picked up a red dress. “Or this one?” I showed it to Alice and she nodded enthusiastically.

  “Maybe try them both on and let me see what they look like.”

  “You’re wearing a dress to play scrabble tonight?” Xander looked confused. “A bright red dress with a long slit. What kind of scrabble game is this?” He grinned and looked at Aiden.

  “They’re going out dancing.” Aiden shook his head as if to say typical girls.

  “Dancing?” Xander looked at me. “I didn’t know we were going dancing tonight.”

  “We’re not going anywhere. Alice and I are going.”

  “Just y
ou and Alice?” Xander looked at Aiden. “Is that safe?”

  “What do you mean is that safe? We’re women, not little girls.” I growled at him.

  “I wanted to go with them as well, but they said no.” Aiden said softly and I saw him looking at Alice.

  “Well I suppose you guys can come.” Alice said weakly and I gave her a death glare.

  “Sorry guys, you’re not coming. It’s a girls night out.” I put my hands on my hips. “Alice and I need to meet some hot guys.”

  “What?” Xander frowned again. And this time his green eyes looked at me furiously. “Is that a good idea?”

  “Yes, why wouldn’t it be?” I asked him with a sass I never knew I possessed before.

  “I just don’t think it’s a good idea.” His lips thinned.

  “And you thought I was overprotective.” Aiden laughed then. “Looks like you have another big brother who is going to boss you around, Liv.”

  “Oh yay, another annoying big brother.” I groaned and then walked over and gave Xander a quick hug and a kiss on the cheek. “Welcome to the family, big bro.”

  “Thanks.” Xander looked at me with a weird expression on his face. I could see that I’d knocked him off of his feet slightly. I didn’t know what he was thinking, but I did know that he wasn’t acting as cocky and confident as he had before.

  “Now scram, I want to try on my dresses.”

  “Yeah, I want to try on my dresses as well.” Alice said and looked at Aiden. “Please vacate the room.”

  “We’re out of here.” Aiden grinned at her and I felt like puking. It looked like it was really going to happen. Alice was going to end up dating Aiden and they were going to get married and I was going to have to be around him forever.

  “Or we can help you both decide.” Xander said, not moving.

  “Huh?” I looked at him with narrowed eyes, my heart racing “What do you mean?”

  “We can tell you which dresses look best.”

  “This isn’t Pretty Woman.” I scoffed. “We don’t need your help.”

  “Fine.” He shrugged. “No hair off my back.”

  “See ya then.”

  “Let’s go, Xander.” Aiden walked out of the bedroom and Xander followed behind him.

  “He’s a hard guy to figure out isn’t he?” Alice sighed.

  “Yes, he is. I just don’t get him at all.”

  “Is it sad that all I can think about is what it would be like to kiss him?” Alice said wistfully and I froze.

  “You want to kiss Xander?”

  “What? No. I’m talking about Aiden.”

  “Oh, sorry. I was talking about Xander.”

  “Ugh, men!” She shook her head and I made a face.

  “I’m going to go to the study to read for a bit.” I said. I needed to get out of the room and clear my thoughts as I felt confused and muddled about my feelings.

  “Okay. Sounds good. We can try on the dresses in a couple of hours?”

  “Yes! Let’s do that.”

  “Okay, I’m going to have a nap now then.” She yawned. “I’m still a bit exhausted.”

  ***

  Jealousy is one of those emotions that I love to hate. I hate feeling jealous because it makes me feel inadequate, but I love it when a guy is jealous over me. It's a weird thing, jealousy. There is such a fine line to walk without seeming crazy. I have to admit I was jealous over the relationship my sister had with Xander, even though they had never had sex. Supposedly. I don't know any platonic friends that get engaged. It makes me burn inside. I mean, it's not like he's mine, but I kinda had a thing for him. I wanted him to want me to be his fake fiancé. Why couldn’t he have asked me to marry him? Though that could be more complicated for us. Seeing as we had sex and all. And seeing as I had real emotions for him. I just didn’t know why they were getting married; especially because she was pregnant with another mans’ baby.

  "What you reading?" His deep voice interrupted my thoughts as he walked into the study and sat next to me on the couch.

  "Hemingway." I said the first name that came into my head. "Ernest Hemingway. For Whom The Bell Tolls." I continued, not sure where the lies were coming from as I hid the cover of my Fifty Shades of Grey book. I didn’t need him thinking I was a nymphomaniac. I didn’t know what ideas he might get into his mind if he knew I was reading a book about BDSM. I did not need him tying me up on my father's desk and fucking me with my ass in the air as he spanked me for being a naughty girl. I didn’t need him doing that at all, though I had to admit that the thought of that happening was quite exciting. Maybe we could role play: he could be Christian Grey and I could be Ana. Only I didn’t want to do any of the hardcore stuff like being whipped. I wasn’t sure I’d enjoy being whipped. Though I wouldn’t mind being spanked with his hot sexy firm hands.

  "Oh really?" His eyes looked impressed as he gazed at me and I wondered if he looked at my sister like that as well.

  “Oh really what?” I said distracted by his gaze.

  “Oh really, you’re reading Hemingway.” He grinned. “Which book again?”

  “The Old Man and The Sea.” I said quickly and then swore under my breath. “I mean For Whom The Bell Tolls.” I blushed and looked down. That was why I wasn’t going to let him tie me up and have sex with me in the study. When I was around him, my brain went to shit. Who knew what would happen if we got really down and dirty?

  “Oh what’s it about?”

  “What’s what about?” I asked him blankly as I imagined him spanking me lightly and then a little harder. I wondered how into the spanking he would get. Would my ass sting from his touch or would it merely tingle.

  “The book.” His eyes teased me as he sat there.

  “Oh it’s about a man waiting by a church.” I said weakly. “He goes to the church every day and waits for the bell to ring.”

  “He goes to wait for the bell to ring?” Xander’s lips twitched.

  “Yeah.” I nodded. “It’s a magical book and it only rings for wizards. Like Harry Potter, you know?”

  “Hmm, I see.” He grinned and then grabbed the book from my hand. “Fifty Shades of Grey?” He said as he looked at the cover. “Is this a new one by Hemingway then? One I haven’t heard of before?”

  “Give it back.” I snatched it back from him, my face a deep, dark red. “What are you doing in here anyway? Haven’t you bothered me enough for the day?”

  “I didn’t know you’d be in here. I thought you were doing your fashion show with Alice.”

  “Ha ha, fashion show indeed. We’re just trying on outfits and deciding what we both look best in.”

  “If you say so.” He opened the book. “Now tell me what this book is about.”

  “It’s just a romance book.” I blushed and reached over for the book. “Give it back to me.”

  “I have a question.” He hands me the book, his eyes sparkling.

  “What?” I snapped, embarrassed that he’d called me out.

  “What’s a Christian Grey-flavored popsicle?” He asked with light eyes.

  “What?” I frowned at him and then hit him on the shoulder with the book. “You’re a pervert.”

  “I’m the pervert?” He grinned. “I’m not the one reading porn in the middle of the day.”

  “I’m not reading porn.” I growled at him.

  “I mean if you’re feeling horny, I can help you out.”

  “Help me out?”

  “With my miracle tongue.” He grinned and then flicked his tongue back and forth at me. I have to admit that the sight of his long pink tongue moving sensually across his mouth did turn me on. A lot. I could feel it in my panties and in the heaviness in my breasts.

  “Xander.” I shook my head. “Have you no shame?”

  “No.” He leaned forward and I felt his tongue in my ear. “I have no shame at all.” He whispered and then sucked on my earlobe. “Let me make you come, Liv. Let me take your panties off with my teeth and let me take you to the top of the cliff and
back down with my tongue. He wants to be inside of you as much as you want him inside of you.”

  “Actually.” I jumped up off of the couch and dropped the book into his lap. “I don’t care about your tongue at all. I don’t need your tongue inside of me. And I certainly don’t need to be taken up and down a cliff, thank you very much.”

  “Are you sure about that?” His fingers ran across my trembling lips. “Climbing cliffs is very enjoyable.”

  “Yeah well, I’ve been down that road and have no need to go back.” I pushed his hand away and quickly walked out of the study, my heart racing at his touch. Why oh why did Xander affect me so badly. He was like a drug my body desperately craved that I knew was very bad for me. He was slowly, but surely making me an addict and I knew that my addiction was leading me nowhere good. I knew I had to wean myself off of him before it was too late. I was not going to let Xander and his miracle tongue bring me down, any further than I already was.

  Chapter Eight

  “Hold still, Liv.” Alice stood in front of me and styled my hair with her curling iron. “If you keep moving I’m going to burn you.”

  “Don’t you dare burn me.” I warned her. “This is boring.”

  “I’m nearly done.” She sighed. “Just be patient.”

  “I’ve been sitting here for twenty minutes.” I sighed. “What sort of hairstyle are you creating?”

  “A seductive, sensual one.” She grinned. “All the men in the club will be all over you.”

  “All but one, you hope.” I laughed. “If I get them all, who are you going to have?”

  “I’ll find someone.” She giggled and flicked her long brown hair with blonde streaks back.

  “Oh boy.” I laughed. “And you’re sure my makeup doesn’t look too slutty?”

  “Is there such a thing as too slutty?” She asked as she stared at me face.

  “Yes.” I nodded. “I don’t want anyone to think they can offer me twenty dollars and take me behind the trashcan for a blow job?”

  “What about for a hundred?” She wiggled her eyebrows at me and we both laughed.

  “Tonight’s going to be fun.”

  “We deserve some fun.” She stepped back and looked at me for a few seconds before grinning. “You look beautiful.”