Lead Me Back by CD Reiss

Author:CD Reiss [Reiss, CD]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-07-06T18:30:00+00:00

After I got home, I lay in bed with aching balls, thinking about her without a single unpleasant thing on my mind.

Then Shane came by. Unlike Ken, he didn’t give my cook a hard time, but just like my PR guy, he used how well he knew me to get in.

“I changed my code,” I groaned after he slammed the bedroom door open.

“To your mother’s birthday.” He stood over me, toothpick jammed in the side of his mouth, a corn-kernel-size flavor saver under his lower lip. “I woulda called, but some girl’s got your number, right? She’s suffered enough.”

“What the hell do you want?” I threw the sheets off me and dragged my ass to the bathroom. When I got home from Kayla’s, I’d stripped down to my jocks. Not that Shane hadn’t seen my dick before, but the last time he had everything had gone down the toilet. Whatever. I had to take a leak. He didn’t have to look.

“Gordon don’t want to talk to you.”

I left the bathroom door half-open and relieved myself.

“You his messenger now?” I shouted over the echo of piss hitting porcelain.

“You’re Heidi’s?”

“Yeah. I am. Because Gordon’s an idiot who won’t talk to his wife.”

He braced himself in the doorway in ripped-up jeans with a ring of keys on the loop and a Guns N’ Roses decal chipping off his black T-shirt.

“That’s not your problem since you’re the one that started it.”

“I told you.” I slammed the flusher. “You didn’t see what you think you saw.”

He crossed his arms and leaned on the jamb as I washed my hands.

“They call that gaslighting. I’m not a ‘Beckette,’ okay? I’m the guy with the crooked nose.”

“You wouldn’t listen.” I dried off. I’d done a lot of stupid stuff at the Roosevelt Hotel. What I did to Shane was the worst.

“I’m not getting into this.” He stood straight. “Just saying leave Gordon alone.”

He turned and left. I threw the towel at the hamper. Missed.

How could I feel so good with Kayla a few hours before and like a pile of trash now? Like a minute of relief from guilt was money I hadn’t earned. I beat the dog and kept kicking it. Gordon. Heidi. Shane. Chad.

Eighty percent naked, I ran downstairs and caught Shane before he left.

“Hey, Shane.”

“We got nothing else to talk about.”

“Have you heard from Chad?”

He stopped. Turned.

“No. You?”

“I mean in the last few weeks.”

“Not since you left that shit in his room and he split.”

I shut my eyes and mouth against everything he got wrong.

“What’s going on, Justin? Why you poking at all of us?”

“It’s a long story. But he was in Vegas. He contacted me.”

“What? You didn’t tell us?”

“Stop. Okay. Look, I’m not supposed to talk to you guys. But I did. I talked to him, and he said he was coming back. I haven’t heard a word since then.”

“What did he say?”

“Not much. He said he was on the 15. Then poof.”

“Dude. You shoulda said something.”

“You’re joking, right?”

He had the nerve to look at me as if I was off my nut, when he hadn’t even seen his nuts since the night I broke his nose.

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