Page 5 of Damaged Billionaire Daddy (The Lanes Series #1)

Chapter five

Kandis

I nervously shifted my weight between my feet, biting gently on my nails, as I waited for Mila to open the door, wondering what in the world could be taking her so long. I knocked a few more times before taking a step back.

I’d never felt like I’d had to tell someone something as much as I did right now, like if I didn’t get the words out, I’d just explode.

Finally, the door opened, and she was standing in front of me, covered up in a robe with absolute bed hair and confusion etched onto her features. When she saw me, she smiled but still looked tired.

“Kandis,” she said my name, surprised to see me. “I didn’t think that I’d be seeing you quite this early.” She took a step away from the door, so I could step inside. “I didn’t expect to see you at all actually. Can I make you a coffee or tea?”

“Coffee would be wonderful,” I told her and came in.

Her apartment was small but cozy with bohemian themes spread throughout. Mila really did have an eye for interior decorating which wasn’t that much of a surprise to me, considering that she did it for a living.

She closed the door and took the small step on the platform to get to the kitchen, located conveniently beside the living room.

Mila turned the coffee maker on before grabbing a mug from the cabinets.

For herself, she prepared an orange juice, drinking it quickly and looking a bit more like herself.

“Do you usually get up this early?”

“Not at all,” I answered, aching to tell her what happened last night but waiting until I get my coffee first.

Every time I closed my eyes, the only thing I could think about was him.

I didn’t even know his name, and I wished I did. He was the man that I lost my virginity to, after all.

“Cream or sugar?” she asked. When I nodded my head, she added a couple sugars and some milk to give it a warm color before coming back towards me and handing over the mug. “So, what’s got you up so early?”

“Remember that guy from last night?” I started. She nodded. “Well, we ended up….”

“Mila, where’d you go?!” a voice called from the hallway. “I wasn’t finished with you yet.” A woman popped her head around the corner with a smirk on her face, and I recognized her as the same one from the night before, at the bar.

Except this time, she was completely naked.

Her face turned from excited to horrified. Mila just smiled while I completely averted my gaze. “I’m sorry,” I apologized quicker. Not everyone had sex in a car the night before. I should have known that Mila was going to have company. “It didn’t even cross my mind that you would be here.”

“My bad, my bad!” she screamed, as she turned around and ran back to the bedroom to put her clothes on.

My eyes were wide when I looked back at Mila. “Why didn’t you tell me she was here?!”

Mila sat on the couch. “I don’t expect her to be here much longer.” She patted the seat beside her and looked up at me happily, as if a naked woman didn’t just come out of her room, ready to pursue whatever the two had started this morning.

“I don’t know that she agrees,” I pointed out. “Maybe I should just go.”

“Go?” Mila repeated and shook her head. “No, there’s no need for that, trust me.”

“But the girl…”

“I had my fun,” she interrupted. “And now it’s time for her to leave. Trust me, it’s better that way. She’s one of the clingy types, and I’m far from looking for a relationship.”

I sat down, feeling bad for the girl but ultimately knowing that it didn’t have anything to do with me.

Thankfully I’m a friend and not a potential interest, otherwise I’m sure that I’d be treated the same.

The girl returned except this time she was fully clothed and had her hair pulled up. She slowly came over and gave me a nervous smile. “I’m so sorry for that,” she apologized. “I didn’t mean for you to see that much of me and didn’t know that Mila had someone else here.”

“It’s okay, I didn’t see all of you,” I reassured her.

She stretched her hand out to me. “Teagan,” she introduced herself.

I shook her hand. “Kandis.”

“It’s really nice to meet you. Are you a friend of Mila’s?”

“There’s no need for all of the pleasantries,” Mila commented as if she was bored with the conversation. “We fucked, it was great, now you can go. Thank you for the good time.”

Teagan looked damn near heartbroken but did her best to be passive, as she grabbed her jacket and walked to the door. “You can just forget my number.”

“Already have!”

She opened it, stomping out, before slamming it shut behind her.

I looked at Mila. “You didn’t have to kick her out like that. Teagan seemed nice.”

“Doesn’t change the fact that I was done with her.” She shrugged. “Besides, she’s not even actually gay, just wanted to know what it felt like to be with another woman.”

“You indulged her.”

“Of course, I did, she’s hot, but that’s all it is.” Mila leaned back and crossed one leg over the other. “Anyway, you were about to tell me a story about the guy from last night?” Leave it to her not to let go of any details. “Did the two of you go home together?” She wiggled her eyebrows at me.

I swallowed. “Yes and no.”

How am I supposed to explain it?

Mila frowned. “Wait, what is that supposed to mean?”

“We didn’t go home together.”

“So, you didn’t end up fucking around?”

“No, we did, just not back at either of our houses.”

That seemed to excite her. “You are so nasty!” she exclaimed. “I never would have expected that from you of all people, although then again, I wouldn’t have expected you to sleep with anyone in the first place.”

“Why do you say that? Because I scream prude?”

She rolled her eyes. “No, because you just got out of a relationship.”

The thought of my ex-boyfriend and people I once thought were my friends made me want to barf. I hadn’t even thought of them when I’d been with my mystery man the night before.

Mila eyed me. “Don’t tell me you slept with him just because of your ex.”

“No,” I said quickly. Maybe too quickly.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes. I mean, I’m pretty sure, I guess. I don’t really know.”

“That doesn’t sound that confident.”

“I’m not that confident,” I admitted.

I was beyond confused. Was it because I broke up with my first real boyfriend that I jumped into the bed of the first sexy stranger that I saw?

Or was it more than that?

I thought back and remember that irritating, sexy smirk that made me want to drop my panties for him and the way that his hands rolled along my body as if he’d seen every inch of it before. Even his lips had left trails as if I was the most valuable thing to him.

Thinking about him got me hot.

That’s something no other man has ever been able to do.

“So.” Mila cocked her head to the side. “Where did y’all do it?”

Thinking about it embarrasses me, but I told her anyway. “In his car,” I admitted.

“His car!” she repeated, her voice getting higher. “You are such a slut!”

“I am not!”

She was laughing her ass off at me. “Well, I wouldn’t have done it in a car unless I was getting paid.” She gave me a suspicious look. “Were you getting paid?”

Ew, gross! “Of course not! I’d never get paid to have sex with someone.”

“I would,” she admitted. “Especially if it was a lot of money.”

Mila really was something else. “Can we change the topic please?”

“You don’t want to tell me how hot the sex was with your gorgeous mystery man in the back of his car?” She batted her eyes at me innocently.

“Mila….”

“Was he at least good?”

When I think about the way he made me feel, my first instinct was to say ‘yes’. “I think so.”

“If you have to think about it, he couldn’t have been that good.”

“Well, it was my first time, so it felt spectacular to me either way,” I blurted out.

It was so quiet that I could hear a pin drop if I wanted to. Mila was staring at me as if I’d grown a second head and told her my plans to run for president. The look on her face was a mixture of surprise, shock, confusion, and some more things that I couldn’t make out and probably didn’t want to.

“You’re joking,” she finally said once she’d taken a moment to really gather her thoughts.

I let out a breath and shook my head. “No.”

“But how…?”

“I never found the right person, I guess.”

“As if that’s the reason people have sex these days.”

Well, I realize that now.

My phone started ringing in my pocket, and I held a finger up to Mila while I dug it out before seeing my grandmother’s name along the top. She hardly ever called me, so I had a feeling that it was something important.

I answered. “Hey Mimi, everything okay?” I turned my body away from Mila, although I was sure that didn’t do anything to stop her from being able to hear me, not as if I was trying to harbor this big secret anyway.

“Kandis.” The way she said my name always filled with so much affection.

She’d told me before that I was the daughter she always wanted, which was a personal hit against my mother but an understandable one if you knew her.

“Everything is fine, sweet child. I was calling to check on you. I didn’t get a chance to see you for breakfast and figured you had something important going on. ”

If something important could be classified as going to my best friend’s house and telling her all about the wild sex I’d had with a complete stranger the night be then yes, it was very important.

“I’m just with a friend,” I told her.

“Then, I’ll make it quick. Your grandfather and I are having a special friend come to dinner this evening, and we’d really like it if you were there to meet him.”

“Okay,” I said evenly, picturing some older gentleman that they’ve met through business. “I’ll make sure to be there.”

“Good. I think you’ll like him.”