Between Friends (Friends with Benefits) by Vristen Pierce Read Free Book Online Page B
Authors: Vristen Pierce
my chipped, dark red nail polish. “I’m not interested in anyone else right now.”
“No one?”
Evan’s killer smile and hazel eyes flew into my memory. “Well, there’s one someone.”
“Let me guess. Hot bartender guy?”
I looked up at her.
“What are you waiting for then?” she asked. “If you’re scared you could start falling for Justin, do something about it. Get the bartender dude to take your mind off of him.”
“Bartender dude’s name is Evan.”
“It’s been a while; I forgot.”
I gulped down the majority of my drink as I thought about her suggestion. “No, I couldn’t.”
“Why not?”
“Evan’s one of Justin’s closest friends.”
“So?”
“So I’d be sleeping with two friends.”
“Again, so? I mean, haven’t you already done that?”
“Right, but that was before I—”
Nina squinted at me. “Before you what?”
Good question. Before I started dating Justin? Before I got to know him? Before I started falling for him? Oh, hell no! I cleared my throat. “I’ll do it.”
“I need specifics here, girl. You’ll do what?”
“I’ll find Evan and I’ll… see if he wants to get together.”
Nina smiled as she picked up the remote again and flicked the TV back on.
“What now?” I asked, suddenly very wary.
“I was just thinkin’…”
“What were you thinking?” I asked slowly, through clenched teeth.
“Well, maybe you should go for a different guy.” She gave me a serious look. “This Evan dude may get you in deeper trouble than you’re already in.”
I frowned. “I thought you wanted me to go after him?”
“Well, if you don’t want to get serious with one, be casual with more than one.” She shrugged as if her statement made perfect sense. “It’s just… you should be careful. You might end up getting serious with
both
guys.” She turned her attention back to the television.
I didn’t even want to know what her advice meant, so I didn’t ask. In fact, I totally ignored it. That would come back to bite me squarely in the ass.
Chapter Ten
For all my newly found casual, assertive ways, I was still quite the scaredy cat. This dawned on me as I sat in my car staring at Blaze through the windshield. It was well after two in the morning and the club was closed. I hadn’t been running late; I’d intended to get here at this time. I still wasn’t exactly sure how to go about asking Evan if he wanted to be his buddy’s sex buddy’s sex buddy, but I was certain it would go over better when I didn’t have to yell my request over the volume of both loud music
and
loud clubgoers.
Unfortunately, I didn’t know how else to get in touch with the man, so here I sat. I know, I could have asked Justin for Evan’s number. I laughed to myself as I thought about it. Not that Justin would care, but it still would have been awkward, to say the least. Instead, I’d called Blaze earlier in the evening and asked if Evan was working tonight. After being told yes, I decided to come over.
I’d parked my small sedan in the shadows of the small employees’ parking lot. So far, four people had come out and gotten into their respective vehicles. None of them had been Evan. I sighed and rolled my shoulders to work out as much tension as I could. Finally, the back door opened and two men stood under the overhead light. I leaned forward and squinted. I almost squealed with glee when I saw that Evan was one of the men.
Laughing, they walked toward their trucks. Fortunately, the other man went in the opposite direction and Evan came in mine. I took a deep breath before I got out of the car. It was now or never.
“Hi.”
Frowning, Evan did a double take. “Stacy?”
For lack of anything better to do, I waved.
Evan walked toward me. “What are you doing out here?”
I shrugged. “Waiting for you.”
He chuckled. “Why?”
“I wanted to see you.” I folded my arms. “Is that surprising?”
Evan mimicked my stance. “A little.” He took a
“No one?”
Evan’s killer smile and hazel eyes flew into my memory. “Well, there’s one someone.”
“Let me guess. Hot bartender guy?”
I looked up at her.
“What are you waiting for then?” she asked. “If you’re scared you could start falling for Justin, do something about it. Get the bartender dude to take your mind off of him.”
“Bartender dude’s name is Evan.”
“It’s been a while; I forgot.”
I gulped down the majority of my drink as I thought about her suggestion. “No, I couldn’t.”
“Why not?”
“Evan’s one of Justin’s closest friends.”
“So?”
“So I’d be sleeping with two friends.”
“Again, so? I mean, haven’t you already done that?”
“Right, but that was before I—”
Nina squinted at me. “Before you what?”
Good question. Before I started dating Justin? Before I got to know him? Before I started falling for him? Oh, hell no! I cleared my throat. “I’ll do it.”
“I need specifics here, girl. You’ll do what?”
“I’ll find Evan and I’ll… see if he wants to get together.”
Nina smiled as she picked up the remote again and flicked the TV back on.
“What now?” I asked, suddenly very wary.
“I was just thinkin’…”
“What were you thinking?” I asked slowly, through clenched teeth.
“Well, maybe you should go for a different guy.” She gave me a serious look. “This Evan dude may get you in deeper trouble than you’re already in.”
I frowned. “I thought you wanted me to go after him?”
“Well, if you don’t want to get serious with one, be casual with more than one.” She shrugged as if her statement made perfect sense. “It’s just… you should be careful. You might end up getting serious with
both
guys.” She turned her attention back to the television.
I didn’t even want to know what her advice meant, so I didn’t ask. In fact, I totally ignored it. That would come back to bite me squarely in the ass.
Chapter Ten
For all my newly found casual, assertive ways, I was still quite the scaredy cat. This dawned on me as I sat in my car staring at Blaze through the windshield. It was well after two in the morning and the club was closed. I hadn’t been running late; I’d intended to get here at this time. I still wasn’t exactly sure how to go about asking Evan if he wanted to be his buddy’s sex buddy’s sex buddy, but I was certain it would go over better when I didn’t have to yell my request over the volume of both loud music
and
loud clubgoers.
Unfortunately, I didn’t know how else to get in touch with the man, so here I sat. I know, I could have asked Justin for Evan’s number. I laughed to myself as I thought about it. Not that Justin would care, but it still would have been awkward, to say the least. Instead, I’d called Blaze earlier in the evening and asked if Evan was working tonight. After being told yes, I decided to come over.
I’d parked my small sedan in the shadows of the small employees’ parking lot. So far, four people had come out and gotten into their respective vehicles. None of them had been Evan. I sighed and rolled my shoulders to work out as much tension as I could. Finally, the back door opened and two men stood under the overhead light. I leaned forward and squinted. I almost squealed with glee when I saw that Evan was one of the men.
Laughing, they walked toward their trucks. Fortunately, the other man went in the opposite direction and Evan came in mine. I took a deep breath before I got out of the car. It was now or never.
“Hi.”
Frowning, Evan did a double take. “Stacy?”
For lack of anything better to do, I waved.
Evan walked toward me. “What are you doing out here?”
I shrugged. “Waiting for you.”
He chuckled. “Why?”
“I wanted to see you.” I folded my arms. “Is that surprising?”
Evan mimicked my stance. “A little.” He took a