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  “Shh,” he interrupted. “I know you don’t feel good. Come over and lay your head down on my shoulder.”

  He pulled me even closer than before and started to rub his hand seductively on my arm. I tried to pull away, and was only met with his hands gripping me tighter. Panic was setting in quick. My impaired state was making it really difficult for me to come up with what to do. I couldn’t figure out how to get out of the situation without making a scene and embarrassing my friends. They all seemed to be having a good time, and I didn’t want to spoil everyone’s fun. But I wanted away from this man now! I tried to push away again to little avail. I felt relief when I looked towards the front door and made eye contact with Caine.

  Chapter Seven

  Caine and Matt strode into the room with a demanding presence. It was obvious by both of their expressions they were annoyed with how drunk we were and the fact that we were surrounded by drunken men looking to get laid. Caine had expected us to drink, but I’m sure he was shocked to see we were beyond drunk and could barely stand. Caine and Matt approached our drunken table and visibly tried to contain their tempers.

  Matt turned to Caine and said, “I’ll take Kendall and Rebecca home. You can take Neely and your sister.”

  Caine nodded. “Are you sure man? Kendall is a handful when she’s drunk.”

  Matt shrugged. “Yeah, I can handle her. What she really needs is to be taken in hand by someone.”

  Caine chuckled. “Yeah, it would take a bigger man than me to take in hand a girl like her. Are you volunteering?” Caine asked a bit teasingly.

  Matt didn’t answer the question. He approached Kendall and put his arm around her. He glared at the men surrounding her with a look of warning. It was very clear that no one wanted to mess with Matt when they all backed away and resumed their drinking.

  “Kendall, where are your keys? I’m going to take you and Rebecca home,” Matt stated firmly.

  Kendall turned to Matt and threw her arms around him. “My knight in shining armor,” she exclaimed as she burst into laughter.

  I was extremely happy to see Caine. I wasn’t sure if he was mad or not, but right now I didn’t care. Caine approached and helped me stand up, breaking Adam’s captivity. Being free of Adam’s confinement made me giddy with happiness. I had the sudden urge to wrap my arms around him and kiss him. He looked so incredibly sexy. I struggled to recognize that I was entirely too drunk, and I needed to calm my raging sexual needs at the moment.

  “Come on Neely, let’s go.” He also helped Coley stand up. “That goes for you too, little sister.”

  Adam stood up in protest. “Listen man, I don’t know who you are, but I’ll be sure to get Neely home safe,” Adam weakly warned.

  Caine calmly turned his head to stare directly in Adam’s eyes. The power and strength Caine exuded was a clear warning to back down.

  “No you won’t,” Caine sternly stated.

  Adam took a few moments sizing Caine up. Caine merely stood in one place, controlled. After what seemed like an eternity, Adam walked over to join his friends who had already fled. I let out the breath I hadn’t been aware that I had been holding.

  Caine helped us into his truck and buckled us up. I couldn’t imagine the last time I was this drunk. I couldn’t focus on anything and my head felt like it weighed a hundred pounds. Coley kept laughing and teasing Caine for killing the party and being too possessive. I tried to focus on Caine to gage how angry he was. I could see he was clenching his jaw and he had fury in his eyes. Coley didn’t help the situation as she continued to tease him.

  “Come on Caine. Let’s go to another bar together and get a drink,” Coley begged.

  Caine glanced at the two of us and scowled. “You both have had way too much to drink. Drinking this much and flirting with a bunch of drunken men isn’t safe. Who knows what they could have done to you! What were you both thinking? You’re both acting like teenagers who don’t know their limits!”

  Coley and I both tried to hold in our laughter. Coley was the first to let out a giggle and I quickly followed. I could see it was only pissing off Caine more, but I was so drunk I really couldn’t help it. He was so cute being angry.

  Caine hit his hand on the steering wheel. “Enough! I swear to God, I will pull this truck over and put you both over my knee!”

  We instantly stopped laughing and stared at Caine. I was in shock that he threatened to spank me. He had threatened it many times when we were young, but this time it felt different. I knew he meant it this time, but as a teenager I never took him serious. Coley shrugged it off and began to sing loudly to the song on the radio. Caine grunted and rolled his eyes. I couldn’t take my eyes off Caine. He was so sexy with the serious face. I loved the look of his lips as they were pressed firm together. I liked seeing his strong jaw line flex with anger. And I couldn’t help but fantasize of him following through on his threat. I really must be drunk!

  I closed my eyes to try to get the image of Caine pulling me over his knee out of my mind. I quickly realized this was a bad idea. I became extremely dizzy and my stomach began to feel nauseated. I was sitting in between Caine and Coley in the front of the truck and instantly felt trapped. I leaned my head on Caine and let out a moan. Caine glanced down and adjusted his arm so I could lay more comfortably on him.

  “We’re almost home Neely. Just lay down and try not to get sick.” Caine’s angry voice was replaced with a soft comforting one.

  When we pulled into the driveway, Coley stumbled out of the truck and slowly made her way to the front door. Caine lifted me into his arms and carried me into the house. Coley made her way to my room, stripped off all of her clothes and crawled into the bed. Caine turned to the room with me still in his arms when I stiffened.

  “Oh Caine, I think I’m going to be sick!” I cried.

  Caine rushed me to the bathroom just in time for me to lean over the toilet and vomit. Caine held my hair back and rubbed my back as I continued to get sick. A few minutes later, and after I was sure I was done; Caine helped me up to the sink. He put toothpaste on my toothbrush and held me up as I brushed my teeth. The whole room was spinning and I could barely stand. I had never been so drunk in my life.

  I moaned and fell into Caine’s arms. “I’m so sorry, Caine. I feel so awful!”

  “It’s all right Neely girl. I got you. Let’s get you into the bath and get you cleaned up.”

  He picked me up again and carried me into his large master bathroom. In the middle of the room was an extremely large jetted bath tub. He placed me on the edge of the tub and began to unbutton my shirt. He slowly removed the shirt off of my shoulders revealing a white lace bra which left very little to the imagination. I could barely move and the room continued to spin. I knew that Caine was undressing me, and I knew he was seeing me naked, but I didn’t care. I felt safe with Caine, and trusted him to do whatever he wanted. He then unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans. He helped me stand just long enough so he could lower them off of me. At the same time he lowered my white lace thong, exposing me completely. Caine was kneeling at my feet pulling the clothing free, when he looked up and his gaze fell on my freshly shaven pussy. He quickly looked away, appearing to be, trying to keep his mind on the task of getting me into the bath. He pulled me into his arms and removed my bra. I was completely nude and leaned into Caine as he turned on the water and poured some bath gel into the tub. He held me close and rubbed my back as the water level rose. He picked me up and slowly lowered me into the bath.

  He turned off the water and looked at me. “I’ll be right back.”

  As Caine left the bathroom, I tried to close my eyes. The bath was heavenly and I almost felt good, until the room starting spinning again. Caine quickly returned with a glass of water in his hands.

  “Here, drink this.” He helped lift my head and put the glass to my lips.

  He grabbed the shampoo and began to wash my hair. His hands softly massaged sending tingles through my body. I had never felt so good and so taken
care of in my life. The bath, the glass of water and the pampering was just what I needed. I started to feel a lot better. The room wasn’t spinning as much and my stomach settled.

  “Thank you, Caine. I feel a lot better,” I moaned while he massaged the shampoo into my scalp. “Hmm that feels really good.”

  Caine continued to wash and condition my hair. When he was done he stepped back and sat down on the counter glaring down at me. I looked into his eyes and instantly felt guilty.

  “Are you mad at me?” I asked in a soft voice.

  Caine glared at me and waited a moment to answer. “Yes.”

  I felt my heart drop and felt like crying. I had never made Caine mad, and hated how angry he looked. I looked down at my hands. “I’m sorry.”

  Caine let out a big sigh. “I know.” He hopped off the counter. “Let’s get you out and dried off.”

  He helped me out of the tub and wrapped me in a big fluffy towel. I was able to stand on my own now, but Caine kept his arms around me as he sat me down in a chair at the vanity. The vanity was visibly bare reminding me Sara’s belongings were no longer in the house.

  I looked at Caine as he stood behind me toweling off my hair. “I’m sorry about you and Sara.”

  Caine reached for a hair brush and began to brush my hair. “It’s fine. It was actually long overdue.”

  It was quiet between us as Caine brushed and then used the blow dryer to finish drying my hair. I was staring at Caine and finding him more and more attractive and irresistible as each minute passed. I was getting aroused at every little touch. I wanted Caine! I wanted him more than I ever wanted anyone before in my life. Even though he was mad, he was still attentive and tender. I couldn’t believe how much love I was feeling.

  Caine turned off the blow dryer and stood me up. “Let’s get you dressed and into bed.”

  I slowly looked into Caine’s eyes. I moved closer until my body was pressed hard against him. I loosened the towel around me and let if fall to my feet. I could feel his arousal hard against my stomach. I licked my lips and slowly moved in to kiss him. I pressed my lips softly on his and slowly slid my tongue to his. Even as my tongue was dancing with his, I still couldn’t believe I was kissing Caine. My friend, my honorary brother; and here I was, trying to seduce him!

  Caine put his hands behind my head and kissed me harder, with more passion. We kissed each other with a fervor and intensity like no other. I was gasping for breath and Caine was driving his tongue deeper and with more force. I let out a moan and pressed my body even closer when Caine suddenly stopped.

  “Wait! Neely we can’t. I’m not going to take advantage of you when you’re drunk.” He grabbed the towel off the ground and wrapped it around me.

  My heart was racing and I felt like I could hardly breathe. “Caine, I’m fine. I want you. Don’t stop.” The alcohol had to be giving me courage, because I had never been so aggressive before. I knew I was crossing the line, but I didn’t care. I just wanted him, all of him.

  Caine smiled and leaned in to give me a light peck on the lips. “Trust me, I don’t want to stop. But I think we should discuss this tomorrow when you’re sober.” He picked me up into his arms and carried me into my bedroom. He pulled the blankets back on one side of the bed, removed my towel and placed me beside a passed out Coley. He paused for a moment and stared at my naked body before slowly pulling the blankets over me.

  He leaned in and kissed me on the cheek. “Good night, Neely. I really do hope you feel the same tomorrow.” He then walked out of the room and closed the door behind him.

  Chapter Eight

  I awoke to the smell of coffee being made. I turned my head to find Coley was starting to wake as well. Coley opened her eyes and grimaced in pain.

  “Ugh, I feel like shit.” She looked under the blankets at our nude bodies and smiled at me. “So was I any good?” Coley asked.

  I laughed. “Shut up.”

  “We used protection right?”

  I tried to push Coley out of the bed. “No. You were the worst lay of my life, and we’re probably both pregnant,” I teased.

  We started to laugh until we both tried to sit up. The laughs became moans.

  Coley held her head and closed her eyes. “Man, we were drunk last night!”

  “I haven’t had that much to drink in a long time. I puked last night in front of your brother. He had to hold my hair back,” I confessed.

  I didn’t want to go into detail about how I tried to seduce him. I was mortified at the thought of it. I wasn’t sure how I was going to face Caine again. I just hoped he wouldn’t think less of me.

  “Now that had to be a sight. My brother is going to rip you a new one. He has no tolerance for drinking until you puke. I’ve found that out the hard way in my day,” Coley chuckled.

  “I’m really surprised Rebecca drank so much. Kendall, I expected. But Rebecca is always so straight and narrow,” I said.

  “Yeah, well she’s on the verge of divorce. She and Andrew have been separated for a couple of months now. So she isn’t in a very good place right now,” Coley explained.

  I was shocked. “Oh, I had no idea. She mentioned something about trouble last night but I didn’t think it was so close to divorce.”

  “Yeah, well she isn’t exactly proud of it. You know Rebecca. She doesn’t like to fail at anything. Anyway, don’t mention it to her. She really doesn’t want anyone knowing right now,” Coley stated.

  “Well if she wants any advice on the divorce process, I’m the one to go to. But if she wants to save her marriage, don’t have her come to me,” I said a bit sourly.

  I reached for a large shirt and started to get dressed. The only thing I wanted right now was a cup of coffee and a glass of water. I started to leave the room when Coley stopped me.

  “Wait! My brother is going to be pissed! Do you really want to go out there?”

  I shrugged. “Are we supposed to hide in my room all day?”

  Coley started to put her clothes back on. “Suit yourself. I, my dear friend, am leaving. You haven’t seen Caine when he’s angry. I have. All that spanking stuff was fun to talk about last night, but it isn’t fun when it really happens.”

  I looked at Coley in amazement. “Are you saying that Caine is going to spank us?”

  Coley shook her head. “Nope, not me, I’m making a run for it.” She put on her last shoe, stood up and smiled. “Don’t look so worried. I know for a fact he would try to spank me, but you may be off the hook. I’ll talk to you later.”

  I walked into the kitchen as the front door slammed closed. Caine looked up from his laptop with a look of irritation on his face.

  “Was that Coley who just left?”

  I nodded. “She was afraid you would try to spank her for last night.”

  Caine grunted, “She’s lucky she left. Her ass deserves to be paddled.” He glared at me. “You too should have had your butt spanked. You’re just lucky you aren’t mine or that’s just what I’d do.”

  I felt my face get hot and my heartbeat speed up. I walked over to the coffee and poured a cup.

  “I’m sorry, Caine. Thank you for taking care of me last night.” I walked over and sat across from Caine at the kitchen table. “I drank entirely too much, and I can assure you that it won’t happen again.”

  Caine closed his computer. “How do you feel now?” He asked concerned.

  I took a large gulp of coffee. “Better, thanks to you.”

  He sized me up as I sat across from him. “Who was that guy who had his hands all over you last night?” Caine asked.

  I scowled. “Ugh, he was no one. He was some leach who somehow got the impression we were closer than we were,” I explained.

  “Did he do anything to you?” Caine asked. I sensed some jealousy, or maybe it was just anger.

  “Only having his arms wrapped around me; it was disgusting,” I answered.

  Caine grunted and sat back in his chair with his arms crossed across his chest. His glare was m
aking me want to squirm in my chair. I couldn’t read Caine, and I wasn’t sure what he was thinking. He seemed to be waiting for me to speak next.

  I didn’t know how to bring up what happened the night before. I was embarrassed by how sick I got, but I was even more embarrassed I threw myself at Caine.

  “Um Caine, I really am embarrassed by my behavior last night. I’m sorry I kissed you, and I’m sorry I tried to…”

  Caine reached across the table to grab my hand. “I’m not. And if I remember correctly, I kissed you back.” He looked deep into my eyes. “If you weren’t drunk last night, the evening would have led to a lot more than just a kiss.”

  I looked down at my coffee cup to avoid his piercing gaze. “I just hope I didn’t mess things up between us. Our friendship means the world to me, and I don’t want it to be awkward…”

  “I don’t think anything is messed up between us. I value our friendship too,” Caine interrupted.

  I sighed with relief. “Good.”

  Caine smiled while he rubbed his calloused finger along my hand. “But I think there is more to you and me, Neely. I think our feelings run much deeper than just friendship. When we kissed last night, I never wanted to stop. I wanted to hold you in my arms all night. I wanted to explore the passion I was feeling for you.”

  Could I be hearing him correctly? Did he just admit to what I had also been feeling? He didn’t want to stop last night! He wanted me too. It seemed too good to be true that Caine wanted more from me. My chest tightened and I felt a sense of trepidation. I didn’t want to mess up what I had with Caine. He meant so much to me, and I never wanted him out of my life. I didn’t want to be in and out as quickly as his girlfriends in the past. I didn’t want to treat him like I had treated my husband. I wanted more…I just couldn’t.

  “But, I…well I am really bad at this,” I stuttered.

  “Bad at what?” he asked while tightening his grip on my hand.

  “I’m just bad at relationships. I become a different person or something. I think you would hate to see that side of me. I think it’s best to just stay the way we are,” I admitted as I removed my hand from his grasp.