Thursday, September 26, 2013

ABSORBED: Part 10

To everyone who's emailed and messaged, thanks so much for all your wonderful support, and I'm so glad you're loving ABSORBED. To answer everyone's question: There are five more parts of Absorbed left after this one. It was originally much shorter and only nine parts, but I've made it longer. Hope you guys enjoy it! :)


Chapter Nine
Lucas Wolfe

For the next two and a half weeks I bust my ass getting “Ten Days” ready to go on my solo album. It’s time-consuming, but worth it, giving me that creative high that I haven’t felt in nearly two months. Right after I record the song—and it takes me several takes to get the version that I’m most satisfied with, which is simple, acoustic—Kylie calls while I’m at a bar to let me know that Sinjin is finally being released from rehab. At first, I’m hesitant to agree to see him right away. I’m not as pissed about what happened back in Nashville between him and Sienna; I’ve had two months to cool off from all the fucked up things he said to her when he was messed up. What I’m worried about is Sin’s reaction to seeing me.

I’ve known him since I was a kid. I know how his mind works. And I know he’s tortured over what happened. Seeing me will just add to that torment.

“Don’t be ridiculous, Lucas,” Kylie says impatiently when I tell her what’s on my mind. “Of course he wants to see you. Don’t be a douche friend.” Even though she’s not in front of me right now, I’m able to picture her brown eyes squinted into a frown as she runs her hands through her newly colored hair—the worst goddamn combination of red and blond—in frustration.

“Stop playing band mediator.” Which is what Kylie’s been doing for a long time now. She’s been convinced since the very beginning that YTS is going to break up at any moment. Kylie makes a low noise on the other line, and I groan. “But relax, I’m going to go.” Still, I clench my fingers around the lukewarm glass as I down the rest of my beer. I signal for Luisa who quirks her lips sympathetically as she nods.

My sister sighs. “Good. So, I’ll see you tomorrow? I told Sin I’d pick him up in the afternoon so I can be at your place to get you around—”

“I’ll come get you,” I interrupt. Kylie’s little car fucks me and my forehead over every time I get in it, she can’t drive my Jeep because it’s a stick, and I don’t trust her enough to give her the keys to my Audi yet. “See you at eleven.” Luisa slides my drink across the bar counter toward me, and I mouth a thank you. She winks at me then turns away to wipe down the counter.

“You better not be late.”

“Whatever, see you tomorrow.” She doesn’t have a chance to respond before I hang up, and I mute my phone before shoving it into the pocket of my jeans.

“Trouble with the redhead?” Luisa asks, pretending to be interested in a spot of abso-fucking-lutely nothing on the counter.

I cock an eyebrow at her. “Hmm?”

“The redhead who was in here the night I drove you home,” she says. When my gaze remains hard, she glares down at the counter and scrubs more furiously. “I assumed you’d gotten back together, and maybe that was her.”

The only thing I’d told Luisa the last time I was here was that Sienna had worked on the “All Over You” music video. And the closest I’d come to mentioning being in a relationship is when, instead of going back to her place, we hit a 24-hour restaurant. She told me about her most recent ex—some motherfucker whose wife had slashed her tires and busted out her windshield two months ago. I’d told her I screwed up, that I was fixing things. She hadn’t asked me to go home with her again after that. 

“You’re being summoned.” I point behind Luisa to the loud ass group waving her down on the other side of the bar. She drops the cloth to the counter, and as she starts to leave, I say quietly, “It wasn’t her.”

She nods slowly. “For what it’s worth, I hope things work out for you.” She bites her bottom lip. “Even if you did turn me down.”

“I’m not what you want,” I say, my voice colder than I intend. Luisa shakes her head.

“What-the-fuck-ever, Wolfe.” She stops biting her lip and spins around, glancing over her shoulder once just to see if I’m checking out her ass. When she realizes that I’m not, she gives me a disappointed smile. “Let me know if you need anything.”

She doesn’t make her way back over to me before I leave ten minutes later, and though I’m sure it’s intentional, I wave before I step out the front door.

***

For the first time in what seems like years, I dream that night. Not about any of my regrets or fuck-ups, not about some random bullshit, but about her. Sienna. About the day she spent with me in Atlanta right before I screwed things up with her. She’s in that Four Seasons hotel bed with me back in Atlanta, with her hair spread around her, her pink lips curved into a soft smile.

“What’s your favorite guitar,” she asks, turning her face to me.

“Depends on the day,” I say.

She traces the tip of her tongue over her lips, wetting them. It’s an innocent enough move on her part, but it’s enough to make my dick rock hard. That’s always been the thing about Sienna that I’ve loved and fucking loathed. “Okay, what about today?”

“The Les Paul.”

“Why?”

I brush my fingers over one of her perfect tits, running them over the flesh my guitar pick had skimmed the night before. Because it’s the only one I use with the pick that touched right here.”

Propping herself up on one of her elbows, she lowers her blue eyes to the small space of white sheet between our bodies. “You make me want to—” she begins. When she whispers, “Forget it,” I slide my hand up her chest, past the base of her delicate throat—which causes her to shiver—and then to under her chin. I force her gaze back up to meet mine.

“Tell me what I make you want to do,” I growl. Because chances are, I probably want it more than she does.

She clenches her teeth, but I glide the tip of my thumb between her lips, feeling a thrill of pleasure when she bites down on it hard. “You make me want to lose myself.”

“You should.” I move closer to her. “I want every part of you for myself, Sienna.”

She tosses her head back and laughs. “Let me guess? So you can use your entire guitar pick collection on me?”

“Only when you grit your fucking teeth,” I warn, and she pulls in a shaky breath.

I move my hand from her chin and wrap my arm around her shoulders until I’m carefully gripping the nape of her neck. Taking her fingers in my other hand, I press her palm up against my cock. Her eyes widen.

“God, Lucas,” she says in a harsh voice.

I give her fingers a rough squeeze. She releases a frustrated moan from the back of her throat and tightens her grip on me.

“Come here,” I order, sliding my hand between her thighs, pushing them apart so that I can guide her on top of me. Flushing, she sits upright and clenches the sides of my body between her long legs. She pushes her red hair out of her face with the hand that’s not driving me fucking insane. “I need to be inside of you.”

“Yes,” she agrees. I reach up to cup her face as she lifts her hips a little and slowly, carefully, slides my cock inside of her. Fuck. Fuck. Rocking back and forth, she moans. “Lucas?”

I squeeze my eyes shut. “Mmm hmm?”

“I love you,” she says breathlessly.

My eyes open, and I realize that I’m no longer in a hotel room with Sienna but back in my bed in Los Angeles. Alone.

“I love you, too,” I say aloud.

Part 11 coming Monday night (September 30)!

32 comments:

  1. Ahhh love it. Ty for another amazing chapter!!

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  2. Love it, it gets better and better! Looking forward to more.

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  4. Lol...I guess I really can't just sit here until Part 11 is posted! :)

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  5. ahhhh! impatiently waiting for part 11...now this was a good teaser! Lol

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  6. ahhhh! impatiently waiting for part 11...now this was a good teaser! Lol

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  7. It would be so wonderful if this was a complete book, like the others. So good! So excited for Monday!

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  8. Amazing..I can't wait for part 11. I'm so glad Lucas didn't do Luisa. I think I love him too! Lol

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  9. Thank you so much for giving us this look into Lucas I love opening my Facebook and seeing your name in my news feed with the absorbed cover below it!!! It makes my day every time!

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  11. Yum!! I'm so loving this and thank you for the additional parts! :)

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  12. I just love this entire story....I hope you put it together in a book once your done

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  13. I feel like an addict waiting for my next fix. I am totally addicted to this story. Absolutely love it! Thanks so much!!

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  14. Can't wait for Lucas and Sienna to be together!

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  15. OMG, OMG, OMG!!!
    I don't even know what else to say... I'm still attempting to catch my breath!!

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  16. OMG, OMG, OMG!!!
    I don't even know what else to say, I'm still trying to catch my breath...

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  17. This was THE BEST ONE YET! <3 it!

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  18. This was THE BEST ONE YET! <3 it!

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  19. Wow I'm breathless Monday can get here soon enough!

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  20. Amazing read!! I have never posted a comment before on ANYTHING but I could not help myself. Lucas' perspective is awesome.

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  21. Amazing read!! I never post comments on ANYTHING but I could not help myself. Lucas' perspective in all of this is so enlightening and relevant. Thanks.

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  22. I am seriously dying. I am totally in love with Lucas...

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  23. mmmm me encanta esta historia, felicidades, espero con ansias la proxima parte y el libro.
    Ate. Fan latina

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  24. I almost didn't read this, but now I'm so glad I did :D
    I love you, Ms. Snow! <3

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