Ian's POV
"That's a follow-up question," I pointed out. "It's my turn. Did you sleep with him?" What's wrong with me? Did I really just ask her that? Hailey looked at me stunned for a good ten seconds, with her mouth agape, before she began to laugh almost as hysterically as she had about the orchid. "Why are you laughing?" I asked, getting annoyed with her.
"I would not touch Juan with a ten-foot pole. The fact my dad wants me to date him makes him so unattractive to me." She shook her head. "My turn. What gave you the idea that I had slept with him?"
"Juan did. He made it sound like he had been intimate with you before."
"Intimate?" she asked, with an arched brow. She was finding this entertaining, causing me to roll my eyes, irked. "You're so innocent. You can say sex, you know?" She poked my cheek, smiling widely at me.
"Quit, I'm not that innocent." I grabbed her finger, kissing the pad of her index finger. She didn't pull her hand away, wearing that amused grin.
"Oh, I'm sure you're a real dirty man." She winked at me as she chuckled, clearly being sarcastic.
Feeling like I had something to prove, I pulled over into the empty parking garage of a closed store. I cut the engine, turning to face Hailey with a newfound determination. She didn't say a word, just watched me with curiosity. Her grin hadn't left her face, taunting me with its beauty. Stretching my hand out, I cupped her cheek, pulling her closer to me. She didn't protest, only staring at me with those eyes as brown as melted chocolate. Her gaze never averted from my own as she turned her head, kissing the pad of my thumb.
Against my better judgment, I leaned further in, kissing her with everything I had. I brushed my tongue along her bottom lip, causing her to open her mouth slightly for me. My taste buds exploded with the bitter taste of Cuban coffee, but I continued to explore her mouth. Her fingers tangled in my hair as she grabbed a handful of it, pulling me closer. My hands gripped at her sides, under her hoodie, but remembering how innocent she thought me to be, I probed further. My hands slowly trailed higher and higher until my thumb touched the bottom of her breast, surprised to find she had no bra on. Taking her non-reaction as permission, I let my thumb swipe over her nipple.
Her back arched, pressing her luscious breast further into my hand. The entire time, our kiss continued, never breaking, only strengthening in hunger and desire. I loved the feel of her soft skin beneath my fingers. I firmly squeezed, making her let out a small moan that only egged me on further. I swirled my thumb over her nipple, feeling it harden with each circle made around it. Deciding I wanted to hear her moan more, I broke our kiss, trailing my lips down her neck. Her breathing was heavy, full of arousal, as my tongue ran across her neck. I pinched at her hardened nipple lightly, hearing her moan intensely. It made my dick throb, wanting to be buried deep inside her now.
"Ian," she whispered my name, causing me to hum in response, not wanting to remove my tongue from her delicious skin. "Liv is calling," she said, practically splashing cold water on my erection. I pulled away instantly, feeling ashamed of my rash actions. For what? To prove a point?
"Sorry," I said, clearing my throat, but Hailey didn't seem upset. No, she looked as if she was concerned for me. "Hey Liv. I'll be there in like ten minutes. Sorry, I got distracted with something. Hey, is it okay if Ian comes, too?" She spoke into her phone, never once looking away from me. "Awesome, then we shall see you soon."
"Where are we meeting her?" I asked, knowing Red would always welcome me, even when she shouldn't.
"Downtown," she answered.
Sorry, Hailey, I'm an asshole.
Red looked beautiful, as always, in a simple black shirt and her favorite Converse. I had been surprised to see them the first time she pulled them out, as they had lasted her since sophomore year. The little doodle I made on the side of them was still there, only more had been added to it. She waved at us as we made it inside the busy café and waved us over from the table she had chosen. In front of her sat three cups of our ordered coffee.
"Hey, I'm glad you could come too. I feel like I never have you two together at the same time," she greeted us, taking her seat again.
"Thanks for having me. Are you sure I'm not intruding on some girl time? I feel like this one would murder me if I stole your time from her." I pointed at Hailey jokingly, making her smirk at me.
Red leaned in, resting her jaw on the palm of her hands as she watched us. I quickly stopped, not wanting her to think anything was happening between Hailey and me. Even though things were happening when she called, the reminder of it was evident in the hard-on I strategically had hidden in my trousers. Hailey seemed like more than I could handle without being completely consumed.
"She probably would," Liv laughed, joining in on the joke.
"Oye! I'm not okay with you guys ganging up on me," Hailey said, pointing her finger at us suspiciously. Her smile told me she wasn't actually upset by it.
"I don't know what you're talking about," Liv said, sipping at her coffee.
The moment was sweet, light, and so easy. It didn't stop, either. Hailey kept it going, making us laugh a few times as we drank our coffees. Before we knew it, two hours had passed, and Red had to get back home to help settle Abi in for the night. She left, leaving Hailey and me alone again, which didn't bother me as much as it once had.
"Ready to go?" she asked, reminding me that I was her ride.
"As ready as ever."