on his back, lifting weights. He had to admit that last night he’d slept like a baby. It probably had something to do with the spectacular orgasm he’d had in the parking lot. He was still mulling over the rest of the night though, trying to decide how he felt about it.
After Shelly had left him in the lot, he’d taken a moment to pull himself together before making his way back inside, passing the gigantic bouncer who’d looked down at him with a huge smirk. Josh knew the asshole had probably heard Shelly’s scream as she’d shattered all over his hand, and for some reason, that had completely pissed him off.
Shaking off the memory, he went back to thinking about what had happened once he got back into the club.
Shelly had been sitting at the bar next to Paul, who had his hand resting on her bare knee, and Rachel had pulled him straight out onto the dance floor. Knowing he’d owed Rachel, Josh had gone reluctantly, considering all he’d wanted to do was get close enough to Shelly to smell her. Or to smell myself on her.
However, no such luck. For the rest of the night, which had been three more excruciating hours, she’d managed to completely avoid him and spent the whole time pretending to be interested in Paul.
Just sex, he kept repeating to himself. It’s all about sex. Great sex, but just sex.
He gripped the bar above his head and did five reps before placing it back.
I can do just sex, right?
Granted, he’d never done it before, and honestly, he had never even thought of it as a possibility. After all, how can two people be so close with one another yet remain uninvolved? And how does this work anyway? Am I supposed to just dial for a booty call? Or is she going to call me? The hell if he knew.
Staring at the ceiling, he was about to reach up and grip the weight again when the phone rang beside him.
Reaching out, he grabbed it, answering, “Daniels.”
“Joshua, its Cole,” his lawyer and friend announced, even though the stern tone at the other end could never be mistaken for anyone else.
“Hey, man. How’s it going?”
“Good. I have no reason to complain. I just wanted to touch base and let you know that the disgruntled—”
“Asshole?” Josh injected.
“Well, yes, I was going to say employer, but asshole will work. He called and dropped the case. He’s going to pay you the full amount.”
Sighing a huge breath of relief, Josh asked, “How’d you get him to change his mind?”
“Threats and lies. All threats and lies,” Cole told him in an almost sinister tone, which was only lightened by the dark chuckle he added on the end.
“Ahh, just the kind of lawyer I want on my side.”
“That’s right. Now, tell me, are we all still going to your brother’s for poker?”
Josh sat up, grabbed the towel he’d slung over the end of the bench, and wiped his face.
“Yep. Jeremy told everyone to come by at noon.”
“Okay, I’ll be there. Should I bring anything?”
“Maybe some beer? It is poker, sooo maybe some luck? Last time you played, we killed you.”
Josh got the reaction he’d been waiting for in the ever so serious tone he’d become accustomed to from Cole.
“Be careful, my friend. I read up on it and now know all the rules.”
Laughing, Josh threw the towel into the dirty clothes basket. “Is that right? Could you sound any more like a nerd? Or a lawyer?”
“I’ll have you know, Daniels, this nerd just saved you ten-thousand dollars.”
Conceding this round to his friend and business associate, Josh nodded. “You sure did, so I’ll go easy on you.”
“How accommodating of you.” Cole laughed, good-naturedly. “See you soon.”
“Yep. I’ll be the one taking all your money.”
***
Shelly was standing outside the door to Mason and Lena’s home. It was strength training day, and every second Saturday, they went down to the local gym to do an hour of weights. Shelly had been let into the building by Ed at the front door and had now knocked
After Shelly had left him in the lot, he’d taken a moment to pull himself together before making his way back inside, passing the gigantic bouncer who’d looked down at him with a huge smirk. Josh knew the asshole had probably heard Shelly’s scream as she’d shattered all over his hand, and for some reason, that had completely pissed him off.
Shaking off the memory, he went back to thinking about what had happened once he got back into the club.
Shelly had been sitting at the bar next to Paul, who had his hand resting on her bare knee, and Rachel had pulled him straight out onto the dance floor. Knowing he’d owed Rachel, Josh had gone reluctantly, considering all he’d wanted to do was get close enough to Shelly to smell her. Or to smell myself on her.
However, no such luck. For the rest of the night, which had been three more excruciating hours, she’d managed to completely avoid him and spent the whole time pretending to be interested in Paul.
Just sex, he kept repeating to himself. It’s all about sex. Great sex, but just sex.
He gripped the bar above his head and did five reps before placing it back.
I can do just sex, right?
Granted, he’d never done it before, and honestly, he had never even thought of it as a possibility. After all, how can two people be so close with one another yet remain uninvolved? And how does this work anyway? Am I supposed to just dial for a booty call? Or is she going to call me? The hell if he knew.
Staring at the ceiling, he was about to reach up and grip the weight again when the phone rang beside him.
Reaching out, he grabbed it, answering, “Daniels.”
“Joshua, its Cole,” his lawyer and friend announced, even though the stern tone at the other end could never be mistaken for anyone else.
“Hey, man. How’s it going?”
“Good. I have no reason to complain. I just wanted to touch base and let you know that the disgruntled—”
“Asshole?” Josh injected.
“Well, yes, I was going to say employer, but asshole will work. He called and dropped the case. He’s going to pay you the full amount.”
Sighing a huge breath of relief, Josh asked, “How’d you get him to change his mind?”
“Threats and lies. All threats and lies,” Cole told him in an almost sinister tone, which was only lightened by the dark chuckle he added on the end.
“Ahh, just the kind of lawyer I want on my side.”
“That’s right. Now, tell me, are we all still going to your brother’s for poker?”
Josh sat up, grabbed the towel he’d slung over the end of the bench, and wiped his face.
“Yep. Jeremy told everyone to come by at noon.”
“Okay, I’ll be there. Should I bring anything?”
“Maybe some beer? It is poker, sooo maybe some luck? Last time you played, we killed you.”
Josh got the reaction he’d been waiting for in the ever so serious tone he’d become accustomed to from Cole.
“Be careful, my friend. I read up on it and now know all the rules.”
Laughing, Josh threw the towel into the dirty clothes basket. “Is that right? Could you sound any more like a nerd? Or a lawyer?”
“I’ll have you know, Daniels, this nerd just saved you ten-thousand dollars.”
Conceding this round to his friend and business associate, Josh nodded. “You sure did, so I’ll go easy on you.”
“How accommodating of you.” Cole laughed, good-naturedly. “See you soon.”
“Yep. I’ll be the one taking all your money.”
***
Shelly was standing outside the door to Mason and Lena’s home. It was strength training day, and every second Saturday, they went down to the local gym to do an hour of weights. Shelly had been let into the building by Ed at the front door and had now knocked
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