All I could think while I sat in my office was how much I hated working long shifts. I ran a hand through my hair as I picked up another stack of papers, proofreading what people had written. I didn't understand how people were such shitty writers… I'll never understand it. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath before beginning to read again. The clock kept ticking. I had a half hour left here to kill, and then I could go home and drink a glass of wine while sitting on the couch with Jaime. I grabbed my phone and sent him a text, telling him to have a pitcher of Sangria chilled and waiting for me with lots of pineapple. He texted me back saying he was five steps ahead of me and included a picture of him cheesing with a glass in his hand. I laughed to myself, only my best friend, and then continued on with my work.

Four o'clock finally came and I was on my way home, listening to whatever came on my radio as I drove. Being stuck in traffic in San Diego was the worst, and of course it decided to be heavy today. I sighed as I sat in the pack of cars, only ten minutes away from my apartment complex. I knew I'd be here for a while. I started skipping through radio stations until I came to a song that caught my eye.

"Red, white and blue upon a birthday cake.
My brother he was born on the fourth of July and that's all.
So why do you waste my time?
Is the answer to the question on your mind."

I sighed when the traffic finally started moving and I was able to get off the highway and onto a road that would take me to the apartment complex. I made a mental note to look up the song that I heard, because I really liked it and had never heard it before. Finally I pulled into a parking spot and was able to get into my apartment.

"CHICA!" Jaime exclaimed as I walked in the door, walking over to me with a glass of Sangria in his hand.

"MI AMOR!" I sighed and took the glass from him, kissing him on his cheek and setting my bags down on the coffee table. "So much pineapple. So much love!"

"Long day?" Jaime smiled at me and took a seat on the couch.

"You have no idea," I groaned and sat next to him, kicking my shoes off and pulling my legs up next to me. "Sometimes I just sit there and ask myself, what the fuck am I working for? I'm twenty-one, fresh out of college. Do you know how much fun shit I could be doing instead of wasting away for hours behind a desk five days a week?"

"This was your dream, Rae," Jaime sighed. "You always wanted to work for them."

"But it's so tiring sometimes I just want to quit. I wish I could just travel for a while. Go somewhere fun. Do something, you know? Like I'm so jealous of Mike! He's spending two weeks in New York City! Do you know what I'd do to be able to do that?" I downed the rest of the wine in my glass. "I need more wine," I grumbled while getting up.

"Please don't drink yourself into a coma," Jaime started laughing as I walked myself into the kitchen to pour another glass.

"No promises," I winked at him while popping a piece of pineapple in my mouth. "What do you want for dinner?"

"I was going to make myself a steak, I can make you a grilled chicken salad," he replied. "I'm not going to make you cook."

"You da bestest," I grinned as I walked back in the room. I sat back down next to him and put my head on his shoulder, "I think I'm going to take a long relaxing bath before bed tonight. Relieve myself of some stress."

"All your stress will be gone tomorrow, when Mike gets home," Jaime joked and kissed my forehead. "Then you guys can screw the stress out of you."

"You're gross," I laughed and sat up to drink. "I really can't wait for him to get home though. You better be out of the apartment!"

"I will. The last thing I want to hear is you screaming Mike's name again," we both began to laugh. "I have to admit that I like you without Mike around though, it feels good to have my best friend to myself every once in a while."

"I know. He's like an attached little lost puppy," I laughed. "I missed our time together, Himes. We do need best friend time more often."

"I know. I live with you and I never see you! He adores you," he smiled.

"I know he does. But let's not talk about him! What's up with your relationship?"

He groaned, "Jess is constantly bitching. I don't understand why she always has a problem with something. Hence the reason I couldn't go to New York with Mike and Casey. I'm part of Whiskeyhandz, and my girlfriend doesn't trust me to go to New York for two weeks away from her…"

"I mean she has tagged along on all of your tours," I laughed. "You guys are precious though! She just cares. You can't be mad about it."

"I am mad about it!" He gave me an angry face that made us both laugh. "It's just such a pain in the ass. Sometimes I just want to leave her and sometimes I can't see myself without her."

"That's love for ya," I laughed and drank. "You wonder why I don't do that shit."

"Yeah yeah yeah… Rae Matthews doesn't do relationships," Jaime rolled his eyes. "Even though you're practically in one."

"Shut the hell up," I groaned and stood up from the couch, smacking Jaime with a pillow. "MAKE ME DINNER FOOL!"

After an hour later and a relaxing bath, Jaime called to me that dinner was ready. I bolted out of my room in a pair of boy shorts and a hoodie at the smell of chicken.

“HOLY FUCK!” I yelled and shot out of bed running towards the kitchen. “Best friend award goes to you.”

“Ahem,” someone made a noise from the other side of me and I looked over and saw Mia. “I thought I was best friend.”

“I can have two... ya’ll both get awards,” I grinned and started chowing down.

“That’s a fucking huge hickey!” Mia yelled and pointed at my collar, “Where the hell did you get that?”

“Oh...” I laughed and ran a hand through my hair. “I brought someone back from the bar last night.”

“Was he good?” I nodded. “Give me details! I’m so happy for you! Finally having good sex!”

Jaime snorted and I shot him a dirty look. “His name is Alec. He’s super cute. Really good in bed. We've been sleeping together here and there.”

“OH MY GOD!” Mia smiled. “God finally you’d have someone to go with on double dates with me and Casey, instead of forcing you and Mike to go together!”

The look on Jaime’s face dropped to a very pissed off look, “I don’t think you should bring guys home from the bar, Rae.”

I bit my lip and Mia started talking, “Girls want sex to, Himes!”

“It’s disrespectful,” Jaime shrugged. “Rae can I talk to you in the other room?” I nodded and followed him into his room. “Sit,” he pointed to the bed and I sat and bit my lip harder. “You fucked some other dude?” I nodded. “Do you have any idea how much of a whore move that is, Rae?”

“I was drunk, Jaime.” I shot back. “I was already feeling like shit because I bolted out of Vic’s after Mike left because he wanted to lecture me on Mike and I’s relationship and shit.”

“So you get over that by alcohol and having sex with some random dude? The night Mike left you met him?” Jaime scoffed, “You know, when we talked about you and Mike’s relationship I was worried that Mike was going to be the one that was going to hurt you, Rae. But it really seems like it’s going to end up being the other way around.”

“What the fuck are you talking about? I’m not hurting Mike.”

“Bullshit.” He shook his head. “You won’t tell anyone about your little secret relationship, you’re toying with his feelings because he’s fucking crazy about you and you won’t get in a relationship with him, and now you’re sleeping around behind his back. You know what Rae? You sound just like the Mike that you hated.”

I hung my head low, knowing that he was right. “You know I can’t function in a relationship, Jaime.”

“Then you need to tell Mike. You can’t do this to him. He threw away so much because he’s actually into you, Rae.” I felt tears fall from my eyes and my body shook as I let out a sob. Jaime wrapped his arms around me, “You’re my best friend, but so is Mike. I’m not going to tell him, I’m not going to tell Vic, I’m not going to tell anyone. But you need to, Rae. Because if this continues and you just build up more and more that is going to hurt him, I am going to tell him. And you know Mia will be the first to tell Casey that you have a man.”

“Thank you,” I mumbled.

“I love you, Rae Bear,” Jaime kissed my cheek.

“I love you, too.” I sighed and walked out of Jaime's room. I took a seat at the counter and started playing with my dinner. I felt Jaime's eyes on me as he stood across from me eating his steak. I put my fork down and looked at Mia. "Mi… there's something I need to tell you."

"What? Are you pregnant? Did you quit your job? Did you get fired? Are you actually a lesbian? Did you hear that I stole your favorite sweater? Or that you left your heels at my house and I accidentally broke one? PLEASE TELL ME YOU QUIT!" Mia started yelling frantically.

"YOU BROKE MY FUCKING SHOE!" I screamed and stood up from my chair. "YOU ASSHOLE! AND GIVE ME MY SWEATER BACK I'VE BEEN LOOKING FOR IT FOR MONTHS!"

"I didn't mean to!" She squealed and moved away from me.

"That's not what she needed to talk to you about, Mia," Jaime shook his head laughing at the scene in front of him.

"What is it then?" Mia sat back down.

I sighed and leaned against the counter. "You… you can't tell Casey about Alec."

"What? Why?"

"Because… well… I've sort of kind of been… well…"

"SPIT IT OUT BITCH!"

"I've been sleeping with Mike!" Mia's jaw dropped, "And he really really likes me… Like to the point where he wants to date me and you know I don't do relationships, they scare me, I don't like them… And well if Mike knew about Alec he'd be crushed and Casey knows and if you tell Casey… or ANYONE… Mike is going to be so hurt and… ugh!" Mia stood there dumbfounded. "Can you say something?"

"Do you like him?"

"Who?"

"Mike, dipshit," Mia laughed.

"I mean… yeah… I do… but it's not like anything is going to come out of it."

Mia smiled and hugged me, "I knew it. Your secret is safe with me, Rae. But I really don't feel okay with you sleeping around if it's going to hurt Mike… but I know how you are, so just do what you want to do."

I sighed and started to eat my dinner. She took it a lot easier than I expected, and she was more open to me doing what I wanted to do. But Jaime was right… I shouldn't do something like this to Mike. He didn't deserve someone to treat him like shit when he really cared, but this was the way that I was. I didn't do good with affection - or relationships - after having such a rocky past. He was lucky that he was getting as much as he was out of me. Sex, I love it. Feelings, I hate them. I finished up eating and ended up just hanging out drinking with Jaime and Mia for the rest of the night until it was time for me to go to bed. The morning was going to come soon, and I was going to have to be waiting for Mike at his house.

My alarm went off at 9 AM... I got out of bed slowly, made myself a cup of coffee, and then got myself together. I decided to just go pretty casual today, seeing as all I would probably be doing for the rest of the afternoon is be spending time in Mike’s bed. I had been going tanning for a few weeks, so my skin didn’t need much coverage. I put on a little bit of foundation and filled my eyebrows in some. I then did a small coat of mascara and added a thick coat of chapstick to my lips. I took my hair out of it’s messy bun, that allowed it to have small waves all over. I then grabbed a pair of comfortable black soffe shorts and a grey SDSU t-shirt, slipped on flip flops and headed out of the apartment and off to Mike’s house. I pulled up around 9:45, after making a stop at Starbucks and grabbing a coffee for Mike and I, and a couple cinnamon buns for breakfast. I hadn’t been here since I got in that argument with Vic... I hadn’t even talked to Vic. I sighed as I pushed open the front door while trying to balance the coffees and bag of goodies in my hand.

“I got it,” Mike’s voice sounded as he grabbed the coffees out of my hands and smiled at me.

“I was supposed to surprise you!” I laughed and stood on my tiptoes to give him a kiss.

“Yeah... how’d that turn out for you?” He grinned and kissed my lips softly. “I missed you,” he said as he placed the coffees down on the coffee table in their living room.

“I missed you too, handsome.” I was still smiling as I placed the bag down on the table, but my smile faltered when Vic entered the room with an unamused look on his face. “Mikey, I brought you cinnamon buns.”

“GIMMIE!” Mike yelled and reached for the bag, but I snatched it up quickly and he started to pout. “WHY!”

“Act like a man not a boy,” I laughed and handed him a box that contained a cinnamon bun. Watching him tear it open and start devouring the sticky goodness in front of him. Vic was still just standing in the room watching us. “Vic... if you want one there’s two more in the bag. God knows Mike doesn’t need to eat all of them.”

“What are you trying to say?” Mike raised an eyebrow and pulled his face away from the bite-sized piece he had left in his hand. While he was in New York he started to grow a little more facial hair, and there was pieces of icing sitting on the little mustache he had going on.

“You saving some for later? It’s on your mustache,” I laughed as he wiped his face frantically and then popped the last piece in his mouth while reaching for another box. I swatted his hand away, “Let your brother get one. You’re getting a tummy.” I poked his side and he jumped.

“You know I hate that,” he grumbled. “And the only reason I have a ‘tummy’ is because all Casey and I did in New York was get shit faced.”

“That’s all you ever do,” Vic chimed in while taking a bite of a cinnamon bun. “Thanks, Rae.”

“No problem,” I gave him a small smile... just trying not to make things awkward in front of Mike, though I feel like he could feel the tension between the two of us because he decided that it was time for us to go upstairs.

By the time we were in Mike’s room he had already locked the door and lifted me into his arms before collapsing on his bed. He laid on his back and pulled me onto his chest so I was looking down at him. He then lifted his head up slightly and gave me a small kiss on the lips before smiling.

“I missed you so much, Rae,” he smiled as he ran his right hand through my hair and pushed my hair out of my face.

“I missed you too, Mike,” I smiled back and took my own right hand and lightly ran my fingers over is right cheekbone.

“What’s up with you and Vic?” Mike asked while licking over his lips.

“We just had a small argument and we haven’t really crossed paths since,” I sighed. “It’s nothing to worry about, Mikey.”

“If you say so,” he smiled. “So I’m seeing you left my son at your apartment?” I nodded. “You think you’re keeping him or something?”

“His favorite spot to sit is in between my boobs if I’m wearing a cami,” I laughed.

“Damn, I wish I was that hamster,” Mike smiled. “Such a ladies man. I wonder who he gets that from.”

“Not you,” I laughed and poked his nose.

“True, true,” he laughed and pulled my face closer to his before pressing his lips hard against mine.

We wasted no time in shedding each other of our clothes and climbing under the covers. There was no foreplay, there was no warning. Mike pulled me on top of him and slammed by body down onto his penis, making a loud shriek sound from my throat and an animalistic groan come from his. I began to rock my hips against his body, as my hands found the headboard to help me hold on to. Mike lifted his thighs up and pounded in me from below as I continued to move. I could hear the bed squeaking with every thrust that we gave to one another. I felt bad for Vic because he had to hear all of this. I couldn’t help myself from letting out loud moans when Mike grabbed onto my hips and held my body still as he fucked me hard from underneath me.

“Look at me,” his voice came out in a growl and my eyes snapped down to stare into his big brown ones. He licked over his lips before opening his mouth and forming a smirk. He took his left thigh and knocked mine out of place, making it easier for him to flip on top of me. “Lay on your stomach,” he commanded as he pulled out of me. I did as he told me and he got behind me. He lifted my ass up so that I was propped up on my knees, and pushed my back down so that I was bending at a huge arch. He then entered me deep from behind, one giant thrust hitting my g-spot dead on, his hand tangled into my hair and started to tug my head back. “Keep your back down,” he groaned as he started to pull harder on my hair. His thrusts were fast and hard, pulling his dick nearly all the way out of me, the tip practically touching the outside of my slit each time he pulled out and hitting my g-spot each time he dove in. I was screaming his name out as loud as I could, not that it was very loud anymore because I was reaching the point of becoming breathless. He was continuously groaning my name, or baby, or cursing. I felt my walls tightening, “You like that, Rae? You like when I fuck you like a little whore?” My eyes began to roll back, he knew exactly how to get me. He pushed in extremely hard and my words were unable to come out. “You like this dick? You like this big dick going in your tight little pussy?” I whined as he dove in, hitting my spot again. “Answer me you little bitch,” he growled and slapped my ass hard. I whined again, still no words being able to come out. My walls tightened even more. I was ready to release. I couldn’t wait any longer. “If you want to cum you better say something,” Mike laughed from behind me, his voice still firm with power.

“I... I... Please...” I whined, in between breaths. My words barely even forming.

He flipped me over onto my back and put himself back into me quickly. He began at his fast pace again, as his right hand went to work on my clit. Seconds after, I was in pure bliss. My eyes rolled back, my toes curled, his name was coming out of my mouth in whimpers. He pressed his chest against mine as he fucked me to finish himself off, my nails digging into his back, knowing that I was going to end up leaving scratch marks. His thrusts became sloppy and he threw his sweaty head into the side of my neck before groaning loudly and busting into me. He stayed still on top of me and inside me, letting all his weight fall dead onto my small body for a few minutes as we both caught our breaths. He then lifted his head and kissed me softly. I opened my eyes to see him with a dopey smile on his face, his eyes half open. I smiled softly and blinked slowly, letting my eyes adjust back to the room after being closed and filled with sweat.

“You drive me wild,” Mike mumbled before throwing his head back down into my neck and pressing a kiss to my shoulder. “I hate to admit that the whole time I was in New York all I could think of was how I couldn’t wait to get home to you,” he chuckled onto my skin.

“You’re adorable, Mike,” I laughed and kissed the shaved side of his head before closing my eyes once again.

Notes

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