Page 9 of Big Daddy to Go

I snap around to my right, only to slide off the stool and into someone’s arms. I stare up into Jason’s eyes—well, Jason’s doppelganger’s eyes. They’re a deeper shade of blue, and I find myself lost in them. Wow, so weird. This guy’s taller and better built than Jason… and his muscular arms are still wrapped around me!

It’s definitely not Jason, come to think of it. This man’s body is warm and welcoming. His smile is vibrant and full of life, while Jason’s smile was fake and devious.

“Um, hi,” I stutter, bracing myself on his biceps.

The two drinks are already hitting me.

“Hi. I saw you looking around like you were searching for someone…?”

His voice is deep and raspy. And sexy as hell.

“Y-yeah…”

“Whoever would stand a beautiful lady up doesn’t deserve her.”

I smile at that. Oh, if only he knew I was left at the altar. The biggest and worst way to be stood up ever!

“Oh, I thought I saw someone I knew,” I explain. “I’m actually alone. I need to let off some steam after having a rough week.”

“Here you go, Chugs,” Ricky says, placing my drink on the bar.

“Your name is Chugs?” the doppelganger asks with amusement dancing in his eyes.

I shake my head and glower at Ricky before looking back at the gorgeous man.

“No, but apparently, this guy thinks he’s funny. Are you waiting for someone?” I ask, not sure if I’m intending to flirt.

There’s no harm in it, right? I don’t think I can control it anyway. This man has me mesmerized. He has the looks of Jason, but with way more charm. And his voice makes me want to hear him call my name as he comes. Wow, I haven’t lusted after someone in so long that I’m surprised by my own sexual needs.

I shouldn’t want this man because he looks like Jason. I should be turned off by him completely. Instead, I want to get back at Jason for leaving me. I should have been the one who walked out on him! I need a revenge fuck, and who better to have it with than someone who looks like Jason but is even hotter? It’s perfect.

The man grins, showing perfect white teeth.

“No, I’m here alone, too. I figured I’d catch the end of the Yankee game before heading home.”

“Oh, well. I was going to ask you to join me, but if you’re watching the game, then it’s no problem.”

I remember how Jason had been during any sports game. Distracted, uninterested, and downright annoyed by my mere presence. But the stranger is different.

“Are you kidding? A drink with a pretty brunette trumps sports any day,” he winks.

I blush. Totally not Jason. I repeat, this guy is not Jason, who might as well be a wax figure compared to this guy. I need to know his name.

“While Chugs is cute, my real name is Lexi,” I say, sticking my hand out to him.

“Nice to meet you, Lexi.”

My name rolls off his tongue, and his juicy lips curl into a smile.

“I’m Kane.”

Shit, he even has a hot ass name. His large hand covers mine as he caresses my offered hand softly.

I sit back down on the stool, and Kane sits next to me. I feel his eyes wander over my ass before roving up and down my curvy form. I spin the rotating seat of my stool toward him, somewhat self-consciously. He sits facing me with his long, muscular legs stretched out on either side of me. Our knees knock together softly, and a tingle runs through me at the slight contact.

I decide more liquid courage is needed. As Kane orders a beer, I take the opportunity to gulp down my third vodka.

“Wow, now I know where you got your nickname from,” he laughs.

I smile at him sheepishly, wiping vodka off my chin. This is definitely not my finest moment.

“Like I said, it’s been a long week.”

“I’m not judging,” he remarks as he holds his hand up in the air.

I make up my mind about something. I’m not going to bethat girlanymore—the one who settles and gets crapped on by some guy just because he’s rich and good-looking. I’m not going to sit home and pine away for some guy to marry me.

I deserve fun and passion. And I deserve wild, mind-blowing sex where I get to come too! Kane is all mine tonight, and I will make sure he knows it.