He wanted to know her name so bad. He'd been shooting glances at her in the halls. He wasn't there in the same grade with her, but he always noticed her. It drove her crazy. Everyone had always noticed her twin sister before her, but he noticed her first. That made her feel special and pretty. She was only nine years old and he was ten. Theirs was a story ended before it ever began. She wouldn't tell him her name, she'd tell him to guess. And if he guessed right, they'd she'd ask the Coach of the senior hockey team for a chance to skate. A one-time chance for them both.

He tried to guess. Names like Alex, Janine, Jennifer, Myla.....but none of them were her name. But then her sister called her name so loud, and the fun was ruined. Rose was different from her, Rose's blonde hair was as bright as the sun. Rose's eyes were grey and Rose didn't have a mole behind her ear. To everyone, Rose was the smart one, the better twin, the intelligent one.

"Lily?" The boy with the sweet voice and beautiful hair had asked.

Nick was still watching us. That was the whole point. When Yvonne pulled me to the dance floor, I got the hint. I wasn't going to agree at first but I wanted to see how he'd look. I wanted to see how bad it'll hurt. And my, from the look on his beautiful face.....it hurt so bad. When the damage was done, I pulled away from Yvonne and I saw him walking in out direction.

I noticed the way he licked his lips when Yvonne nipped my ear and my eyes met his. I could feel his hurt, but even as I could feel it, I wanted it to sink in so bad. I felt my feet drag me into his arms on the dance floor. ZAYN's Like I Would began to play and I swayed my hips, singing along. He just gazed at me while I threw my hands above my head, jerking my hips round and round, back and forth. His eyes lingered on my body, like he wanted more......like he wanted to have me for dinner. Nobody knows this man like I do. I urged him to dance, turning my back for him, grinding my hips into his crotch. His arms wrapped around me and we danced, till the attention of the entire fucking club was on us. This was getting on the internet for sure.

I felt dancing in my stomach and I almost pulled away from his grasp, reminding myself that this was just sex, fun and nothing more. My mind was thrown off balance and my clit throbbed when he whispered the dirtiest things into my ear, thrusting his crotch against my ass.

He....... won't touch like I do

He....... won't love you like I would

He don't know your body, he don't do you right

He won't love you like I would, love you like I would, like I would.

ZAYN's voice filled the bar, and for a split second it was just the two of us. The dancing in my stomach continued and I ignored them as Nick whispered more dirty things. I wanted to tell him how much I loved his dirty mouth but the music was over and we were both breathing heavily. I tried to run away, but he pulled me closer, dropped couple of dollar bills on the table, leading us out of the bar.

He doesn't say anything. He just holds me as we head for his car. He gets the passenger door for me and I don't protest. He gets in the driver's seat and  starts in car, driving in silence. I'm looking down at my thighs like a guilty kid, when I feel him staring at me. When I look at him, he looks away. He pulls over at the house Jodie and I share.

"Night," he says, his voice sounding like gravel.

I don't say anything, my feet carry out of the car, while I still feel his eyes on me.

And I know he looked at me until I got into the house. And then my phone beeped. A text.

Nick: DON'T TOUCH YOURSELF

Laughter escapes my lips as I read the text. I look out the window and I see him at the doorstep. He takes in a few deep breaths, and then he walks back to his car, driving away.

The dancing in my stomach continued. And I allowed it. Just for the moment......I told myself.

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The little girl looked defeated as he turned around to see who had gotten in. She looked exactly like the girl he was speaking to. Except her eyes were grey, and her blonde hair was straight and brighter. Rose yelled at her for disappearing on her, and then she turned to him and introduced herself. She watched as they both laughed at a small joke Rose told. She felt lost, like always. With tears in her eyes, she grabbed her things ran away from the arena. It was always like this. Rose swooping in and stealing her thunder. But she couldn't hate Rose; because Rose was her sister, mommy said siblings were supposed to love each other. She knew Rose wasn't going to come looking for her, but a small part of her hoped that the beautiful boy with hazel eyes and brown hair would.

"Earth to Bri!" Jodie shatters my thoughts with a singsong high pitched voice.

"Your table," She gestures to a table where a middle aged man and a petite woman—— probably my age, sit. I grab the menu and I head towards the table. When the man's eyes meet mine, I smile, giving me the normal words for welcoming customers. He looks at me like he's in a daze, like he knows me somewhere. I hate it when people look at me like that, it brings back my childhood anxiety. His face reminds me of someone, but I can't quite place it.

And then, he speaks up, "You work for my daughter," It's not a question, it's more like a fact. And the only person I work for apart from this restaurant is Liz. Holy shit. Her Dad. Months ago, rumors had it that Alvin and Jennifer Summers weren't Liz's biological parents as they'd claimed. They said that Liz was the product of a forbidden romance and that the family was forced to take her in after sending her to the orphanage as a newborn. I'd wondered how she dealt with everything. The rumors, famous family and an injured boyfriend.

"Um—— y——yes," I stutter and the girl sitting opposite him glares at me.

"Liz's not paying you enough?" He says in a mocking tone.

"What would you like to order?" I say through my teeth. Of course Liz is fucking paying me well, I just know not to depend on only one occupation for my income.

"Ah. She's straightforward," He smiles at his date and then realization hits me. She looks nothing like Jennifer—— of course she's not his wife—— he's fucking her. I know that by the way his hand brushes hers every split second.

"Brittany," I hear my boss's voice from behind and I freeze. Mr. Connor is a very successful Hotel and Luxurious Bar owner, and while many of the employees want to fuck him, I don't, because the man I want to fuck is probably at home—— jerking off........in his shower. Ah...fuck, the those of Nick and his hard cock in his hand, stroking himself makes my panties melt.

"Sir," I turn to him. Just when I expect him to be mad at me, he smiles. Another gorgeous man appears behind him and I unconsciously raise a brow.

"Janine!" He yells for the most annoying co-worker since I got her and tells her to handle my table. She frowns, glares at me and does the shit.

"Brittany, come this way," Mr. Connor gestures for me to sit at a table and my eyes keep darting from Mr. Gorgeous—— whose name I don't know, to him. Without saying a word, I sit, lifting my eyes to Mr. Gorgeous and I suddenly recognize him. Holy shit, I think I just died.

Anthony Hawkins.

The owner of the underwear brand, "Hawkins" here in Seattle. During my audition spree for brand campaigns, I auditioned at Hawkins and a week later, I received a rejection email. It sucked, because I really wanted to be the face of his brand.

What I still don't get is why his sitting next to my new boss, and grinning at me.

"Miss Cole, meet my college roommate——,"

"Anthony Hawkins," We both say in unison and Mr. Hawkins chuckles.

"Mr. Hawkins here would like you to be the face of his brand come the end of the summer," My boss smiles at me and my heart twists, my eyes drifting back to Mr. Hawkins.

"You're all over the streets in New York," Mr. Hawkins starts and I freeze at his voice. He's attractive and I can tell you that everything on his body, from his brown hair to his striking black shoes can by my family house and Jodie's house and still have a lot of extra money. And yes, He's hot.....but the hockey player with a magic cock in my pussy wet dreams and early morning masturbation sessions—— while Jodie is asleep—— is wayyyyyy hotter.

"You're the face of a new makeup brand—— owned by the girlfriend of the NHL's best Captain—— that is becoming a business threat to other old brands. My employees said you auditioned for us, and they rejected you," He smiles. "I'm here to give you back that offer," He digs in his long suit jacket for something, then he hands me his business card, "You don't have to say yes now, just think about, by the end of the summer, you'd be done with LiAne by then, right?" Ah. He's a hockey fan.

"Right," I gulp, looking at the black and deep blue business card.

"Great, looking forward to working with you," He stands to his feet, coming in for a handshake. We shake hands then he says somethings to my boss before leaving the bar.

"Do you really want to get rid of me?" I raise a brow at my boss, who just chuckles.

"No offense Bri, but you're not exactly waitress material, you're bigger than this," He says, before walking off.

Jodie's eyes meet mine and she mouths a "You go girl!" before facing her table.

Hawkins wants me. I think I just died.

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The week goes by like the speed of light. Waiting tables Monday to Wednesday, going to the karaoke bar with Jodie on Thursday, more shots with Kenneth at LiAne on Friday—— and don't forget the midnight/early morning masturbation sessions, to Nick's maddening hot and pussy wrecking Instagram feed.

It's Thursday now, and I'm out in the sun in a black bikini while Jodie takes pictures of me. I'm literally Jodie's Instagram and Pinterest model. Jodie loved to paint in our freshman year of college, but the moment she picked up a camera, she tossed all her paint brushes away. And she's damn good at her job. I'm surrounded by a couple of white lilies—— to compliment the light of the summer sun on the picture——

"Have you heard anything from Nadia?" She asks, coming to my side and taking more shots.

"Nope, radio silent ever since," I sigh. We met Nadia in Senior year. Nadia is the only daughter of a Pro Hockey Coach. I've met him a couple of times and he's super protective of Nadia. So he travels around the world with her a lot. Still, she's supposed to call or text us.

"Maybe her Dad put a no phone rule," Jodie suggests, and I nod because he has done it before in college and we thought something bad happened to Nadia. "Hey, have you spoken to Nick, I ran into him yesterday, he looked....well..... Nick," She smiles.

"No, I haven't spoken to him, since the, you know," I tell her, ignoring the movement in my stomach at the mention of his name.

"I can't believe you made out with that chick, and her girlfriend was right there—— and hey, did you know she's West's cousin? I freaked out when I found out," She rants. "And Nick," She shoots me her "mom" face. "I think he likes you,"

"Shut up, he's a guy, he likes the sex and that's it, now take your pictures before I decide to change my mind," I snap playfully and she giggles, taking the pictures.

"Yes Ma'am," She sing-songs. "But like it or not, Nick Stones is a gentleman," She states matter-of-factly and I laugh. He might be gentle but he's totally different in bed. I'd told myself that I was going to stop looking for sex from him after the kissing with Yvonne, but I can't help my fucking self. I close my eyes, I see him.... looking all sexually deprived and horny. How in the ever loving world did he go years without sex? It's not like he has to look for sex, he's a hockey player, the bunnies and shit, sex is literally looking for him.

"How about you and Alex Clayton?" I bite my lip at her and she just shrugs. Something's wrong.

"It was just sex, we're over,"

"What?"

"Don't do that, it's over, we're over and I was never crazy about him,"

"Sounds like you're trying to reassure yourself that, not me," I raise a brow.

"Don't ruin my pictures," She glares at me, then her phone beeps. "Terence wants to hang out with us, you in?"

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A couple of pictures and a shower later, I found myself at McDonald's, with Jodie and Terence. I guess I've been thinking dirty a lot, but from what I'm seeing between Jodie and Terence, it's more like a big brother to kid sister relationship. And it's kinda cute.

"So, Anderson, what's the story there?" He faces me and I fake a laugh, hoping he's the last person to ask me that.

"Well....let's see. He cheated on me, and I dumped him first before he dumped me,"

"Damn!" Terence teases. "I think that's hot,"

"It is," I grin at him.

"And Nick, Hudson says you invaded his house to......," he winks. Why is he so cute?

"That was....a....um....not taking about it," I smack his arm playfully and he groans like a baby. "You're so annoying," I shove him and he laughs.

"What about you, what's your story?" I ask him and he shrugs.

"Grew up with a single mom downtown in Atlanta, got a scholarship to an Ivy League school, drafted to Seattle, you know the rest," He smiles sheepishly.

"And how is it, being like me..... but only darker," Jodie smiles at him.

"Well, I'm not the only person of color on the team, there's Alex—— well, it's cool to be unique and stuff, but do you know how many offensive comments I've had to deal with?" He's laughing, but I can tell that it sucks. "My agent tells me not to look at social media, because a black man, playing hockey——" He sighs, "Bottom line, people of color will never have it easy, maybe in the next world or next generation or in the afterlife, but not now,"

"Well, I may never understand what you go through because of how you look," I say to both of them. "But I will always educate myself, so that you guys will have....um....me, if you need a shoulder to lean on," They both smile, and that warms my heart.

"Never thought I'd see the day you get all sweet and shit," Terence teases and we all laugh, breaking the near emotional moment. "Don't worry, I won't tell Nick," He jokes and we laugh again.

Nick.

We spent the rest of the evening talking about Terence's Mom—— hope to meet her someday, Star Wars, Captain America, Iron Man—— I just found out that Terence's favorite Marvel series is The Falcon and Winter Soldier and I'm making a mental note to watch it when I'm free. Terence is a pretty decent and great guy and any girl that dates him will be totally lucky.

Terence drives us home and Jodie falls asleep in two seconds. I've got a photoshoot and a campaign at LiAne tomorrow and I've also got to give Anthony Hawkins an answer.

Staring at my now-washed face in our bathroom mirror, my mind drifts to the night when Devin attacked me, and how Nick defended my honor. And how he took me upstairs to get cleaned up. And how we ended up doing more than just cleaning up. The annoying fluttering in my stomach begins and I reach below my lower abdomen to feel myself. I'm greeted by all wet and dripping. Fuck.

I picture Nick in my head as I sit on the toilet, using the sink to brace myself.

Nick kisses me, nipping my lip with his teeth, ripping my clothes off me till my completely naked. He leaves backwards, undressing himself for me, revealing his glorious body and heart-throbbing tattoos. And his hard as fuck cock. Stroking himself, he urges me to touch myself for him. We masturbate together for a couple of minutes, his deep groans and my light moans filling the bathroom. His face looks pained but hot, like an elixir made up of flowers and thorns. I'm almost over the edge when he stops me with a kiss. A hard kiss. Where our tongues fight each other, and our lips crash against each other, we're out of breath, and it's so hot. His hands squeeze both my breasts as we kiss, before he leaves my lips and bites my nipples, a strange but crazy as fuck sensation. Our eyes meet for a second, and then his head is in between my thighs. He dives my pussy, muttering a "dirty little fucking cunt" as he sucks and bites my clit, sliding two fingers inside me. My hands do their thing, fisting and pulling at his hair as his tongue and fingers work in organized sync with each other——

My orgasm shatters my entire body apart. I'm shaking watching as the white juice drips down my thighs. When I can no longer keep my eyes open, I close them and in my thoughts, Nick kisses me, a sleepy look dancing in those hazel eyes of his.

He looked for the little girl again, and unlike so many people, he knew the exact difference between her and Rose.

He was hers the moment she told him to guess her name.

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