band?"
His eyes lit
up, "Awesome, we've been recording a lot of new stuff recently. We've sent
it off to a few big shots."
I loved
listening to him talk about his band. 'We Say Summer' formed when he was
fifteen, just after my mum started drinking heavily. It started out as an escape
for him but now it was his entire life. He lived for his music, even his body
was covered in song lyrics and musical notes.
"Well
let's hope that these big shots can recognise good music when they hear
it."
He held his
milkshake up, "Cheers to that."
***
Lucy was
already in bed by the time we got back. I noticed a pile of blankets on the
sofa as I made my way to the kitchen. "Do you want a glass of water?"
"No
thanks, I'll be back in a minute." I watched as he walked over to Lucy's bedroom
door.
"Woah,
where are you going?"
"I want
to say thanks to Lucy."
I frowned,
"It's late and she's probably asleep, can't you thank her tomorrow?"
"It's
nine thirty."
"And?"
I asked.
"Nobody
goes to bed at nine thirty, not even good girls."
"How
would you know? You don't exactly surround yourself with good girls."
He gave me
his best cocky grin, "They all start off good."
"Hang on...are
you saying that you turn them bad?"
"Your
words, not mine."
I snorted,
"Oh wow, I almost forgot how big headed you were."
Lucy's door
swung open, "Everything okay?"
"Perfect"
Brody replied after a short pause.
Lucy took a
step back and crossed her arms over her chest.
"Sorry
if we woke you" I told her.
"You
didn't, I was reading."
"What
were you reading?" Brody asked.
"A book,
you should try it some time."
"Ouch! I
read."
"Girls
phone numbers don't count" she added. I couldn't help but laugh.
Brody smirked,
"How stereotypical of you."
"Okay
then, what's the last thing that you read?"
He pulled a
piece of paper out of his back pocket and began to read, "Call me.
07750..." Lucy tried to close the door but he held his arm out.
"What do
you want?" she asked.
I didn't hear
his response but whatever he said made her blush and then slam the door in his
face. He walked over to me, laughing.
"I
thought you just wanted to say thanks?"
"I did,
you mustn't have heard."
"No, but
I heard the door slam. I meant what I said before."
"What,
that I'm the best? Again, your words not mine."
"You
better be on your best behaviour around here, you've been warned."
He winked,
"Then you better warn Lucy too."
Chapter
Nine
The next morning,
I woke up to an empty flat. Lucy had early classes on a Wednesday and Brody was
nowhere to be seen. I had some breakfast before heading out to class.
My day was
mediocre up until lunch time when I decided to pay Isaac a little visit. I
smiled as I remembered his phone call last night. After we got back from the
Italian, he called to ask how Brody was and to tell me how much he missed me.
He sounded tired but was back to his usual self. I put his weirdness the other
day down to him being busy with work.
As I walked
down the corridor, I began to question what I was doing but the excitement of
what could happen next kept me going. I waited outside his door for a few
seconds. When I couldn't hear any voices inside, I knocked.
"Come
in" he shouted. He smiled and took off his glasses when he saw me, "Hey
you, is everything okay?"
I closed the
door behind me before locking it, "It is now." I took a deep breath
before slowly taking off my coat, followed by my jumper. I began to unbutton
my jeans when he stood up, "Stop."
Oh no, I'd
made a huge mistake by coming here. It was far too risky to try anything in his
office. I went to pick up my jumper as he walked towards me, "Stop, I
should be undressing you."
My heart
began to pound out of my chest as he picked me up and carried me over to his
desk. He lay me down and pulled my jeans off in one swift movement. Within
seconds, his mouth was all over my body, kissing every inch of skin. He started
on my neck before working his way down. By the time he reached my thighs, I
felt like
Yvette Hines, Monique Lamont