Toxic Bad Boy Part 12

Seeing Gianna and Gage together at Chance's birthday party today had put me in a foul mood. I'd wanted to bash his c.o.c.ky face in, but he'd been lucky to have the buffer of eleven innocent children.

My girl had looked gorgeous, wearing a blue summery dress with her hair pulled back in a headband. When Norah met me at the entrance of the gallery, holding open the door for me, she wore a tighter, shorter dress. I hoped it wasn't for my benefit, even if her a.s.s was almost as perfect as Gianna's.

Norah's b.r.e.a.s.t.s were on display in the low neckline as they brushed against my arm. "You can bring them to the back."

I carried the carefully wrapped paintings to where she pointed in the storage room. "Tyler will move them where he wants tomorrow morning."

Placing them gently on an empty shelf, I turned around to find Norah standing close. "What are you up to tonight, Caleb?"

I stepped around her, heading out of the backroom. "Hanging out with a friend."

"A girlfriend?" Her heels clicked on the hardwood floor as she strutted behind me. I'd noticed she had a good walk, proving she wore heels often, but she didn't have Gianna's dancer gracefulness.

I stopped with my hand on the door to outside. "No, just a friend."

She bit her lip, scanning my body. "What are you doing tomorrow night?"

"Why?" I asked, already knowing the answer.

"I thought we could get together."

Images of taking Norah to the backroom and f.u.c.king her against the wall flashed through my brain. I was on edge after watching Gianna and Gage while she did her best to ignore me.

But I had an indiscretion to orchestrate tonight.

"Call me tomorrow and I'll let you know," I told Norah before walking out.

I'd been waiting outside the party off the CU Boulder campus for three hours. Hailey texted updates periodically, but still hadn't completed her mission.

Count on Boulder students to throw a party on a Sunday night. This one was at a frat house situated between other frat and sorority houses. The whole neighborhood was rented out to students. Anyone else would be crazy to live so close to one of the biggest party schools in the country.

I'd thought about going in, but didn't want Gage to suspect anything. He'd been hired to DJ the party so it could be awhile before Hailey got a chance to seduce him. She'd already messaged to tell me she'd do him for free, so I was a sucker for paying her. Money well spent if she succeeded.

I felt no remorse. If Gage was dumb enough to cheat on Gianna, he didn't deserve her. n.o.body did, but I also knew no one would love her like I did.

It was good I'd avoided the drunk fest. I was going out of my mind with my need to f.u.c.k and being upset with Gianna was not the right frame of mind. On Friday night I'd almost screwed that chick and I wanted to be able to tell Gianna when we got back together that I'd stayed true to her in both mind and body.

Besides, no girl was her and I couldn't imagine enjoying the act with anyone else.

I rolled down my window, letting in the night breeze. The weather was perfect and I imagined what I'd be doing with Gianna right now. Probably curled up on the couch together watching a movie until I could get her clothes off. I'd taste her first, working her up until she was squirming. Then I'd enjoy being inside her, relis.h.i.+ng her moans in my ear until I made her scream.

The pa.s.senger door opened, jerking me out of my daydream. Hailey plopped into the seat. "I can't believe I had to stay sober for hours at a party. That party rocked, too!"

"He might not have f.u.c.ked a drunk girl," I told her. "So, did he go for you?"

She waved a hand down her body. "Did you doubt me?"

I couldn't believe it. That idiot had cheated on Gianna? Insane of him. "Are you lying?"

Hailey sniffed, her lips pouting. "You owe me a drunk night of fun."

"Tell me."

"At least one guy wants to f.u.c.k me over that prissy b.i.t.c.h."

"Hailey, details!"

"Start driving, loverboy. I'm hungry and I want Chinese food."

I complied, eager to hear the good news. I didn't know where I'd find Chinese food this late except for downtown. It'd take at least thirty minutes to get there, giving Hailey time to fill me in. I don't think I'd actually believed Gage would be so stupid and needed to hear the dirty details.

"Where'd it happen?" I asked. "And you better not be making it up."

"I don't know why I'm friends with you, Caleb."

We weren't friends. Did she think I'd ask a real friend to do this? I was pretty sure we hated each other at this point. She definitely wouldn't be invited to my wedding.

"We did it in a bathroom while he was taking a break."

"Seriously? Cla.s.sy guy."

She huffed. "Like you've never banged a chick in a bathroom at a party. I remember one time-"

I interrupted her, "I want to hear about this time."

"It was good," Hailey bragged. "Lucky Gianna has been enjoying his thick,"

"Shut up, Hailey!"

She gave me an innocent look. "I thought you wanted details?"

"All that matters is that it happened. I may need you to tell Gianna to her face."

Hailey smirked. "She won't believe you? I would enjoy telling her one of her boyfriends f.u.c.ked me."

"I don't plan on telling her myself. I'm going to confront Gage and make him break up with her."

"And you'll be there to pick up the pieces? How n.o.ble of you." Her snide remarks wouldn't bother me.

All that mattered was my endgame. Gianna mine forever.

I took Hailey to a Panda Express open late on the weekends. She ordered a ton of food, making me smile at knowing how she'd worked up her appet.i.te. I leisurely enjoyed my orange chicken, content in knowing I'd messed everything up for Gage.

That douchbag had backstabbed me by stealing my girl. It was simply karma and careful planning that he'd lose her to me.

I decided Gianna and I would need time away to be alone after we got back together, maybe a camping trip. Until money came in from selling my paintings, I couldn't afford anything more extravagant. After we graduated, I'd take her someplace exotic where she'd wear nothing but a bikini all day long. When I allowed her to wear anything at all.

"Give me my money," Hailey demanded with her hand outstretched after she'd finished eating.

I pulled the bills from my wallet, slapping them onto her greedy palm. "You did good."

"I'm always good," she said suggestively. "You seemed to have forgotten."

"If it wasn't memorable, it's hardly my fault."

"Jerk," she muttered, stuffing her earnings into her bag.

Fifteen minutes later I dropped her off at home, thinking it'd be the last I saw of her if I could help it. Hopefully I wouldn't need her a.s.sistance in convincing Gianna that Gage was a cheater.

I waited an hour to call Gage. He should be on his way home from the party by now. He answered, the sound of him driving coming through my phone.

"Yeah?"

"It's Caleb," I told him.

"What do you want?"

"A meet."

"What the h.e.l.l do you mean, a meet?"

"I need to have a talk with you. Where can we meet?"

Gage chuckled obnoxiously, the sound grating on my ears. "You think I'm dumb, man? Like I'm going to fall for that. I'm not making it easy for you to kick my a.s.s again."

"I promise not to beat your a.s.s," I ground out, probably lying.

"Nope, I think I'll go home and get some sleep instead."

"It's about Gianna."

"Of course it is," he said. "What else would we have in common but my girl?"

"My girl," I corrected him.

"Whatever. What about her?"

Seemed like we were going to do this over the phone. "You're going to break up with her tomorrow."

He burst out laughing and I pulled the phone away from my ear until he'd finished. "I'm not."

"If you don't, I'll tell her about that girl you f.u.c.ked in the bathroom tonight." The line went silent and I check to make sure he hadn't hung up. "Nothing to say?"

"What girl in the bathroom tonight?"

"The girl in the purple dress," I reminded him.

"There were a couple girls wearing purple, but I didn't go into a bathroom with any of them. How did you even know where I was tonight?"

"Nice try, but the girl is willing to tell Gianna all about it."

"She can tell her whatever she likes, but I didn't have s.e.x with anyone tonight." He was a good liar. Gianna might actually believe him. "It would be unprofessional of me to mix business and pleasure. I'm trying to build my reputation as a DJ, not ruin it. If I wanna move up to deejaying in clubs I gotta have a good rep."

"f.u.c.k," I hissed, beginning to believe him.

"Oh, you sleazy f.u.c.ker." he drawled out, realization dawning. "You tried to set me up? What happened, the chick you sent in hooked up with the wrong guy?" He busted up laughing again. "I can't wait to tell Gianna this!"

I hung up, immediately dialing Hailey.

"h.e.l.lo?"

"You banged the wrong dude, you idiot!"

"What are you talking about?"

"I told you, the half-Asian, half-white DJ!"

"Oh, that guy?"

"Yep, that guy!" I snapped sarcastically, wanting to strangle her.

"My bad," she said insincerely. "But you're the loser who handed over three hundred bucks."

"Did you even approach Gage?"

"Nope, just chilled out for a few hours and took your money, sucker!"

"I want my money back, Hailey!"

She snorted. "Good luck with that. What are you gonna do? Call the cops?"

"b.i.t.c.h!"

"That's what you get for treating me like a hooker!"

Click.

CHAPTER TWELVE.