Tangled In Blue

Blue Temptation

CORBYN'S POV

My phone buzzed in my back pocket and dug my hand in to retrieve it.

"Yeah-"

"Let's go innocent-show is over."

"I thought-you know-after what just happened-"

"Blur-blur-blur-Did I stutter??? Get your butt out here. I'm waiting out in my car."

"Let me guess?" Torren asked, the expression in his eyes smug. He had obviously overheard or eavesdropped rather, on my phone convo. "That was True-Blue and she's waiting for you to finish what she started the restrooms." Justin laughed.

"I got to go," I brushed them off and stalked off as they taunting cackles echoed behind me.

I spotted her Audi R8 black matte convertible and strode over to it, the sound of the pulsing, idling engine vibrating in my ears.

"Jump in," she said as she unlocked the door.

"Nice wheels," I complimented as I sunk back onto the leather seat.

"Thanks," was her abrupt response.

It was common knowledge that Blue was a spoilt little rich girl but no one knew much about her background or about her parentage.

"Are you hungry? I'm starving-we should pass through the diner on the way home," she rambled, as her grip on the wheel tightened.

"Uhmm-okay..." I agreed hesitantly.

"I gave Janet-the housekeeper, the day off, she had a family emergency to sort out. Are you okay with getting take-out? Or do you want to sit somewhere and eat?"

"Blue," I said, my voice metallic and commanding.

"I'm not much of a cook though but we-"

"Blue-" I tried again to get her attention. she was avoiding the elephant in the room and I couldn't let it slide.

"I should have frozen food-"

"Laura-Jane, stop!" I shouted at the top of my voice and finally got her attention.

She glanced at me briefly, her expression unreadable.

"Why did you do it Laura-Jane?" I questioned in a low voice.

"Only my mom calls me that-" she licked her lips and let out a short sigh before averting her gaze.

"Now there's two of us-why did you do it?" I persisted.

"I don't owe you an explanation. We're not yet on that level-" she countered.

"Oh but you elevated us to that level when you burdened me with your secret and propositioned me." I opposed.

"Whatever," she threw an eye-roll in my direction.

"I'm listening..."

"You wouldn't understand." She shook her head and looked at me again, something shifted in her penetrating blue eyes.

"Try me."

"You've never kissed a girl, how do you expect to understand something so complex?" she tossed back.

"How did you know-"

"Everyone knows. In case you didn't know, your friends made it common knowledge," she smiled.

"Should have guessed."

"I think it's kinda cute-"

"Don't try and change the-"

"I lost interest in Levi. So the best way to get rid of him-for good- was to hook up with his friend-" she said in one breath.

"I'm sure there were other ways-"

"No."

"You didn't have to hurt him-"

"I weighed my options."

"That was cruel Blue. Even for a heartless douche like Levi-"

"He was cheating on me anyway," she tried to justify her actions.

"That's not an excuse. Two wrongs don't make a right."

"I knew you wouldn't understand," she huffed as we turned into a free parking spot at the mall.

We ended up grabbing a bite at Taco Bell. We ordered two combos and continued on our journey to San Rafael, where Blue lived.

"Let me give you the grand tour before we eat," she suggested as she threw her bag on the kitchen counter.

"Yeah, I'd like that," I said.

Her house was situated on a country estate and resembled a holiday retreat. Nestled on an acre in a sought after and historic neighborhood. The contemporary residence was exquisite, with a majestic unobstructed views of the mountain and the valley. The meticulously maintained outdoor and indoor living spaces were ideal for year-round entertaining or relaxation, with privacy assured from every angle.

The gourmet kitchen was outfitted with quartz countertops, appliances, and gadgets that looked like they were imported from out of space, as well as professionally designed architectural lighting. The bright and airy kitchen opened into a spacious living and dining area with a backdrop of gorgeous views and natural light. White oak flooring extended from the kitchen throughout the living and dining areas that were connected by a stone see-through gas log fireplace. The bedrooms were on the third floor and all came with an en-suite. It had an entertainment room and a games room. An indoor and outdoor pool, tennis court, basketball court, and a massive guest cottage. As if this house couldn't be any more perfect it was conveniently located next to San Francisco, coastal beaches.

"What more could a person ask for?" I sighed as we descended the stairs and made our back to the kitchen.

"A whole lot more..." There was a strange note of wistful longing in her voice.

"So where are your parents? Do they travel a lot?" Curiosity finally got the better of me and I presented the burning question.

"My Dad is dead. Mom is-away..."

"With work or?"

"Yeah, something like that," she replied evasively. "Let's eat. We have a lot of ground to cover," she slid onto the high-stool by the island and I did the same.

"So..." she broke into the silence, I didn't think she was capable of, "tell me about yourself?"

"I didn't know this was going to be an interview. I would have come prepared." I gave her a teasing simile as I took a sip of my soda.

"Sorry, I'm not good at small talk," her face drooped as she put her quesadilla back in the bag.

"I don't want you to do that Blue. Just be yourself," I said.

"Oh, you don't want that...trust me!" she gave an elegant snort as she jumped off the chair. "I'm going to go and take a quick shower. I had a very active day today as you already know," she winked and dragged me by the hand. "You can wait for me in my room. C'mon."

"I can just wait here or-outside maybe?" I gulped.

"Relax innocent! I'm not going to jump your bones. As tempting as they might be..." her eyes raked over my tall frame and I felt my cheeks heating up. "But I prefer my men to be well-versed with the female anatomy."

Whereas I had zero experience and zero-knowledge.

"Duly noted."

"Why don't you have a girlfriend Corbyn? I know there are lots of girls at school that are dying to jump in these pants," she grinned as she tugged at my belt, causing me to crash into her.

"I don't know..." I shrugged trying to distract my self from reaction to the feel of her soft curves against me.

"You're quite the stunner you know?" she trailed her dainty finger along my quivering chin. "You have a Greek god face that's good enough to make those ladies lose their minds. A messy mop of hair that's as dark midnight, the lightest, softest, olive green eyes that contain a whole world of mystery... " She c****d her head to the side and studied me like I was an alien species. Sometimes, like now, it felt like I was. I certainly didn't fit the part of the other guys she'd dated.

"Perfectly shaped, sexy, pouty and totally kissable lips," she brushed her finger over them and I tried not to break out into a sweat. "A hot, rocking bod-really love the abs by the way. You're on the athletics team right?" she side-barred as she looked up at me with her inquisitive blue eyes.

"Yeah and basketball," I said in a strained voice.

"You must hit the gym quite a lot?" she stepped back slightly and scrutinized me.

"Yeah, every morning. You?" I posed the question back to her.

"I'm not religious about it but I manage to work out at least three times a week in our indoor gym," she started to move away and as if she suddenly remembered she came grabbed me by the wrist. "Let's go Innocent. I really need that shower." Her smile was more like a wicked invitation to sin.

As I had imagined, her room was decorated tastefully in royal blue, black and white.

A massive comfortable looking bed took up most of the space in the room, and different shapes and sizes of pillows-in shades of blue and white were aligned neatly against the black wooden headboard.

She had a desk close by the wall to wall, floor to ceiling windows and her laptop lay there. There was a minibar at the far end, close to french doors that led out to the balcony.

There was a curved flat screen hanging from the wall and I would have gladly committed a crime to have one like that in my room.

In the other corner were bean bags then a single couch occupied the other end of the bedroom. There was a door that led to her spacious bathroom and another to her walk-in closet.

"You can make yourself comfortable or at home-or whatever-" she said as she started to shimmy out of her tight clothes.

I stood transfixed to the spot. I couldn't pull my eyes away but I knew I had to. I turned my back and covered my burning face.

"What's wrong innocent? Never had a girl strip for you before?" she chuckled as she slapped me behind the head.

"Did you really have to do that Laura-Jane?" I said in a muffled voice.

"So it's back to Laura-Jane?" she sighed. "You can relax, I'm in my underwear, I'm not totally naked."

"Same equation." I groaned into my hands.

"I never thought guys like you still exist," she said in disbelief. "You're a breath of fresh air innocent," she laughed as I heard her bare feet padding softly on the carpet.

I heard the spray of an open shower and let out the breath I didn't know I was holding.

This girl was temptation wrapped in a ball.