Fire and Silk

Chapter Twelve

Grayson’s POV

“Oh god, Grayson!” Kandice screams under me as she orgasms, I close my eyes trying hard to imagine that it’s Jai beneath me to find me own release, but as her annoying moans continue to fill my ears I give up and contort my face hoping she believes my fake climax. s*x has never felt as pleasurable or as intimate as it was with Jai, and I have yet to find that level of bliss since that night. I pull out of her and discard the condom before she can see it bare of any proof of my release. She giggles drunkenly and pulls the blankets around her giving me a seductive look, “You are amazing! The best I’ve ever had.” I just smile at her, unable to return the compliment. She c***s her head to the side, waiting for me to respond in the desired way, but my phone dings, cutting through the awkwardness.

Troy: Hey, I need you to come over. There’s a situation with Jai. Bring ice cream.

A situation with Jai? What happened? What did that fucker do? If he hurt her… my blood begins to boil as murderous thoughts fill my mind. 

Grayson: On my way. What the hell happened?

Troy: I’ll explain when you get here.

I rush to my dresser, grabbing boxers and socks before grabbing the first pair of jeans and a t-shirt I see out of my closet. “Where are you going?” Kandice asks, confusion evident in her voice. f**k! I really wish she wasn’t here, “Um, it’s my dad. Something came up with one of our clients and he wants to discuss it with me.” “Now? It’s 11 o’clock.” “Yeah, it’s urgent.” Drop it Kandice. “Should I come along if it’s so important?” Her words are slurring together and she gives me the perfect excuse to leave her behind, “I don’t really think you’re work worthy.” She flushes and nods without saying anything else. I grab my keys from my side table and head to the door, not stopping to give her a kiss, “I’ll be late, don’t wait up for me.” I walk out on her confused and agitated face, not sparing her a second thought as I rush to my car and drive to the store to pick up a pint of chocolate ice cream, Jai’s favorite, then speed to Troy’s. 

I take the stairs to the fourth floor two at a time, too impatient to wait for the elevator. When I barge into the apartment Jai is walking out of the hall in sweatpants that hang low on her waist and a tight tank top, she looks delectable even in lounging clothes. Her eyes zero in on the ice cream in my hands and she grabs it from me, going to settle on the couch as Troy brings her a spoon. “Holy hell, what happened to her?” I ask Troy, watching Jai with concern. She doesn’t look injured, but that doesn’t mean something didn’t happen. I sit in one of the recliners and turn to Troy. He grins at me, “Broke up with asshole. Welcome to the celebration!” He pulls a bottle of champagne from behind his back and pops the cork. I’m immediately elated, she’s single! I cheer, “Finally!” Jai grumbles about it not being a big deal and continues to enjoy her ice cream not looking at either of us.

Watching my dream girl drowning her sorrows in ice cream over a guy that never deserved her makes my heart hurt. Troy sets down the bottle and three glasses before sitting next to her and nudging her side, “Come on, sis. He’s not worth it.” She smirks and gives a small laugh, “Oh, I know. I’m not crying over him, I’m crying over my apartment! I gave up my little slice of heaven for that jerk only to discover that he’s a lot worse at hiding his cheating when I do the laundry.” Hold up, he cheated on her? “Wait, what do you mean, his cheating?” I see red and I’m furious and cannot describe how I’m feeling. Troy sighs and shares a glance with Jai who just nods clearly giving him permission to tell me. He swallows and turns to me, “After moving in with Trumble, Jai began doing the household chores. Mr. Perfect was too good for that kind of work, but he was too stupid to realize that if my sister was doing his laundry he may want to remove the f*****g condom wrappers from his pockets. She found it all, lipstick stains, wrappers, and even a god damn pair of underwear!” He’s shaking with anger over his sister’s suffered betrayal. Jai just sighs and scrapes the bottom of the pint with her spoon, “Yeah, for a genius he was f*****g stupid.” I shake my head amazed at how idiotic a man could be. “Jai, I’m so sorry. Why didn’t you tell me? Or, more importantly, leave soon?” She shrugs, “I thought I loved him. I was wrong, that wasn’t love.” My heart trembles knowing that she wasn’t in love with him. Maybe that leaves her heart open. As I’m thinking of such wonderful possibilities my phone beeps.

Kandice: Hey baby, how is everything going? I miss you. Miss all of you ;)

Ugh, way to ruin a fantasy. I shake my head and instead of replying turn off my phone. I’m focusing on Jai tonight. Kandice can f**k off.

Jai meets my eyes and looks at me confused, I just smile at her, “Not important.” She returns my smile and nods. We sit there and talk, drink, and share laughs, sparing no chance to throw insults at Trumble. “So, what the f**k did you ever see in that guy?” Troy asks, and if I’m being honest I’ve wondered that too. “Well, I know you wouldn’t know it, but he was attractive as hell. He was smart, kind at first, and had connections…” “A big d**k?” Troy asks, making me choke on my champagne. I do not want to think about that! Jai giggles, “No.” I c**k an eyebrow at her and smirk, she smiles and pinches her fingers together as if to display how lacking he was then she winks. I instantly feel my d**k harden, maybe I’m not the only one still remembering when I got to display my prowess to her. 

Suddenly Troy clears his throat looking up from his phone, “Hey Grayson, can I talk to you for a second?” I nod and follow him into his tiny kitchen. “What’s up?” I ask, leaning against the counter. He looks a little embarrassed and sighs, “A girl I’ve been working on for weeks just texted inviting me over for a drink.” He winks and the smirk on his face tells me all I need to know about that so-called “drink”. “Jai seems alright, but I don’t wanna leave her alone, but I also really wanna hit that. Would you stay with her? Just until she’s ready for bed.” The word “bed” and the opportunity to be alone with Jai turns my thoughts in a lascivious direction, “Of course.” I don’t mind at all. He looks relieved, totally unaware that I’m fantasizing about being his sister's rebound while he’s out having his “drink”.

We re enter the living room and Jai smiles at us looking much happier than when I arrived. “I’m gonna head out for a bit. Are you good hanging out here with Grayson?” Troy asks, smiling at her with adoration. She glances over at me with a spark in her eye and nods, “Yeah, that’s fine. I’m sure he’ll keep me out of trouble.” Her tone sends a shiver down my spine and I bite my lower lip to keep from saying something I shouldn’t. Fortunately Troy seems oblivious to the s****l tension in the room. He leans down and plants a kiss on her forehead, “I’ll be home later. Don’t worry about waiting up.” She smiles and nods her head and he leaves. 

I breathe out and glance at the girl sitting cross legged on the couch watching me. “So, whatcha wanna do?” I ask. She shrugs, “Well since you’re stuck babysitting me we might as well have some fun.” My heart beat spikes, fun? I smirk and c**k a brow at her, “What did you have in mind?” She smiles and bites her lower lip causing my c**k to once again harder to an almost painful degree. “Well…” she purrs and I wonder if she’s being seductive on purpose, “we could play a game.” Still smirking I begin to walk towards her, dropping my voice so it mirrors her seductive words, “What kind of game?” I see her swallow and her cheeks turn pink. “Mario Kart?” she squeaks and I freeze. She wants to play a video game? Of course she does, come on Cook get your head out of the gutter, she just dumped her boyfriend. I chuckle, “Mario Kart it is then. As I begin setting up the game I notice her chewing on her nail. I sit beside her handing her a controller and she looks at me from under her lashes, “Wanna make a bet?” I turn towards her interested, “Why not?” She grins, “Yay! Okay if I win you give me a massage.” I debate the terms of this bet and decide to go for broke, “If I win you give me a kiss.” Her mouth falls open slightly then she bites her lip smiling, “Deal.” I push play.