Caught Looking (Hot-Lanta Series) (33 page)

Jane felt pretty good by now, they had played pin the dick on “Luke,” match that dick (which was basically matching a dick to its corresponding ball sac) and they had suck the dick contests. That was what really sent Jane over the threshold of sober and drunk. She didn’t know she had it in her to suck so hard. The harder you sucked, the faster you drank, the faster you drank the more the other team had to drink after. It basically was a game designed to make everyone drunk off their asses.

The s
tripper came and that was Jane’s queue to go see how Brady was doing. She stepped outside to give him a quick call. The phone rang twice and went to his voicemail, that was weird. She left him a message.  

She was about to walk back inside when someone tapped her on the shoulder she turned around and came
face to face with George. Shit!

“Well, well, well
if it isn’t Miss Popular. How is your baseball player boyfriend?”

George slurred his words
and was not able to keep himself standing still, although she was not faring well either at this current moment. He let his hair grow out so it curled behind his ears and his beard was two days past a shave. His clothes were disheveled and reeked of alcohol.

“What do you want George?”

He pinned her against the wall and whispered in his scotch soaked breath, “You.” He started to slide his hands up her arms and she screamed. He clasped his hand over her mouth. 

“Don’t you fucking dare scream right
now. I have about 100 pounds over you and I’ll take you down so fast. I just want to see what the big deal is. I was going to marry you and don’t remember you being so special that a famous baseball player would want anything to do with you.”

George slid his hand across her breasts, she tried to kick him but he pinned her legs down with his and
then she gasped from his erection pressing against her center. No this could not be happening right now. The only thing she could think to do was press dial on her phone again, maybe Brady would pick up and hear them.  

“You have lost
weight, you’re all skin and bones. No one likes to fuck a skeleton. Does your boyfriend get his jollies off of fucking a pile of bones? There must be something completely wrong with him.”

Jane shook her head and freed her mouth. “George
get the fuck off of me, please don’t do this.”

“What do you think I’
m going to do? Rape you? Get real, I would rather go fuck a rusted old tin can right now. You’re trash, always have been and always will be. You really think I was going to marry you? I just proposed to you to get a promotion but then you fucked that up by walking in on me and Rebecca. God, does she have delicious tits,” George said as he reflected. “You think you are all special because your business is still afloat? Well reality check you dumb bitch, you are going to fail. You will never be anything more than some sorry excuse for a woman. Do that baseball player a favor and go jump off a cliff.”

Jane could not help
herself, she began to cry like an idiot. George knew how to press all the right buttons. He knew exactly how to hurt her and he did a pretty good job doing it at the current moment. Jane just wanted to go see Brady. George was wrong, Brady loved her and saw her for who she was. He didn’t think she was trash or worthless.

Jane
tried to push George away but instead he stopped her from moving and slapped her right across her face. The entire right side of her face lit up in flames. Holy crap that stung. She thought her eye was swollen shut right away but it was just hard to move.

George slammed her to ground
which made her wince in pain and he said, “Good luck with lover boy. News is his girlfriend Laney is in town. Now that is a woman Brady belongs with, not some white trash nobody like you.” 

With those parting word
s George left her on the ground in the alley way of the bar. She stayed there for a while and cried her eyes out. Was George right? Did Brady really deserve someone else? Was she not good enough for him? She was just about to get up when she heard a scream and then all of a sudden soft hands touched her side. 

“Oh my G
od, Jane are you ok? What happened?”

Albert was at her sid
e caressing her back and pulled her into his arms. She broke down again in tears. Albert rocked her back and forth and whispered in her ear that it would be ok. He asked again, “What happened sweetie.” 

Jane
, in between sobs said, “George…found…me.”

Albert swore under his breath and pulled her in tighter.
“What did he say to you?”

Jane could barely get any words out she was so upset. She just shook her head. She did not want to talk about it. All she wanted was Brady and his loving arms.

Albert must of sensed that she did not want to talk about what happened because he said, “Listen girl, you go to Brady’s and have him take care of you alright. Give him a call on the way over.”

“I can’t leave Molly, it’s her bachelorette party.”

“Sweetie she is talking to her shoes right now because she thinks they are her friends. I highly doubt she will even know you left.”

Jane nodded and started to get up, Albert helped her. He walked her to her car, George slapped the sober back into her and she
was ready and alert to drive. Albert gave her a kiss on the cheek and told her to take care of herself. She pulled out her cell phone and tried to call Brady again, his phone went to voicemail once more. What was he doing that was so important he could not answer her phone calls?

Chapter 24

Brady was
in his pool swimming around. He didn’t even bother to put his trunks on. When he got home he just stripped down to his briefs and jumped in. He noticed all the little touches Jane made to his house when he was gone at spring training. His heart melted when he saw she put pictures of them around the house and fresh flowers. Even though he was not a flower kind of person, they still made the house homier and more like Jane.  

He loved to take a late night dip in the
Atlanta heat. Plus he hoped Jane would be done with her maid of honor duties soon and take part in a little late night skinny dipping with him. God, he could not wait to see her. He unlocked the door for her so she could just pop in.

As he floated on his back
he heard the sliding glass door pop open. He lifted his head and started to swim to the side to go greet Jane when he stopped in his tracks.

“Hey hot stuff, spring training has done you well.”

Laney Johnson.   

“What the fuck are you doing here?” Brady asked
as steam blew out of his ears.

“Well I was expecting a different greeting but I will give you that one. I heard you were back in town and wanted to see if you wanted to take me
for a go around the bases? I have been practicing third base and I am ready to make you squirm. I’ve missed you.”

Brady got out of the pool and grabbed his towel
to wrap it around his waist. God just the sound of her voice made him cringe. No way in hell did he want those plastic lips of hers anywhere near his dick.

“Have you completely lost your
mind? Get the fuck out of here! I want nothing to do with you Laney. Don’t you remember you cheated on me? Why the hell would I take you back?”

Laney got closer and rested her hand on his chest, Brady tore away. “Oh come on Brady
, you never used to shy away from my touch before. You know you want me. I know how hard your dick would get when I would strip for you or suck your dick till you had nothing left inside you.”

Brady needed
to get her out of here. He would admit, she did turn him on when they were dating but now he had no feelings for her at all. Whenever he saw her, all he could think of was how ashamed he was that he ever dated and fell for such a cheating fame whore. He didn’t need Laney, he had Jane who was sweet and sultry with no yearning to be in the spotlight whatsoever. He was in love with Jane and nothing would change that.

Brady grabbed her by the arm and escorted her toward the door. Laney p
ulled away and wrapped her arms around his waist.

“Ser
iously Laney, get off of me. I’m with someone else. Someone who I love more than anything, I plan on marrying her and there is nothing you can do to stop us.”

Laney slid her arms up Brady’s chest
and wrapped her arms around his neck, “You want to bet?” 

Right when Brady was about
to push her aside, Jane walked through Brady’s front door. His breathing completely stopped from the sight of her. Her makeup was smeared from crying and she had what looked like the start of a very serious black eye. What the hell happened to her? Did she try to call him? Fuck his phone was inside when he was in the pool.

The look on her face made his heart shatter
into a million pieces. It was like someone reached through her mouth down her throat and ripped her heart out. Brady threw Laney to the side and told her to get out.

Laney smiled, blew him a kiss good bye and said, “You know how to get a hold of me.” As she walked past Jane, Laney added, “I hope you know I have been texting you
r boyfriend for a while now and even sent him a naked picture of myself but I’m sure he told you all about that.” And with that she walked out of the house. 

FUCK! This did not look good at all. Not only was Laney implying that something happened between them but he was also wearing a towel around his waist and was bare-chested
while she had her arms wrapped around him. Brady went to go grab Jane and tell her it was not what she thought but she stormed off to her car.

He chased after her and put his hand on her door before she could open it fully. H
e grabbed her by the arms and turned her toward him. “Jane, please listen to me.” 

She pushed his arms away and scream
ed, “Don’t you fucking touch me! Don’t you dare come near me Brady Matthews. You are a liar and a cheat and you disgust me.” She tried to open her door again.

“Jane, please listen, it is not what you think at all.” 

“Isn’t that what they all say? It’s not what you think Baby, I swear,” Jane said in a mocking voice. “Do NOT come near me, I’m not kidding Brady. I want nothing to do with you. You are a fucking liar. You swore you would never cheat on me. You told me how you would never cheat because you got your heart broken the same way. I’m so stupid for listening because there you are in some passionate embrace with your ex. Well congratulations asshole you broke my heart. I hate you! We are through. Do not even try calling me.”

And with that she got in her car and drove off. Brady stood in his dr
iveway completely stunned. His whole life was over in the matter of minutes. Everything he worked so hard for was just washed away. Jane was gone and wanted nothing to do with him. He could barely breathe his heart was hurting so badly. What could he do and how the hell could he explain what happened?

He saw fl
ashes of light from the bushes in the distance. Fucking fantastic. The paparazzi must have documented the entire encounter, most likely thanks to Laney and her loud mouth.

He went inside to put some clo
thes on so he could run over to Jane’s place. He was not going to let her think he cheated on her with Laney. There was no way he would let Jane ends things with him over something that never transpired between him and Laney. He got inside his house and saw his phone on the counter in the kitchen. He looked at it, three new voicemails. 

Fuck.

First voicemail…

“
Hey Handsome, it’s me. I just wanted to call you and tell you I can’t wait to see you later. Molly is completely wasted right now. She was going around the whole room at one point grabbing everyone’s crotch. I should be leaving in an hour or so, I can’t imagine Molly lasting any longer than that. I love you so much. Bye.”

He hoped to G
od that was not the last time he would hear her say those three perfect words to him. 

Second voicemail sounded like
there were two people scuffling around. Then he heard a man’s voice. Who the hell was that? There was no way she would cheat on him. Brady listened harder and noticed the guy was being a real dick to Jane and said some awful things, things he could never imagine saying to a woman, even Laney. Then he heard Jane say George’s name. Brady’s body went completely numb with anger. Son of a bitch. He heard a loud slap as the phone sounded like it tumbled to the ground. All Brady wanted to do was reach through the phone and kill George. That mother fucker slapped her across her face. Brady’s blood boiled. He wanted to nail that bastard. He did not even want to hear the third one but he listened to it anyway.