It took me forever but here is part 2!
Courtney was on her knees with her upper half disappeared into her closet. There was a pair of heels that she knew would be perfect with her outfit, but she couldn't find them for the life of her. Forever known for being an organized person, she was truly baffled to how she could have misplaced them. Then again, lately she was having trouble keeping her head, and her feelings, straight.
Just when she was about to give up, she discovered a discarded shirt that lay on the closet floor and after snatching it up, discovered her missing shoes. Courtney glared at the balled up shirt in her hand as if it were going to give her an explanation for being out of place. It didn't even look like it was hers.
Then she remembered.
Gingerly, she unwadded the black t-shirt and held it up with both of her hands. Brown eyes softened at the printed skull looking back at her. She knew she shouldn't, but couldn't help herself when she lifted it her nose to see if it still smelled like him. It did.
She whined at the way she was suddenly consumed by lingering memories of Duncan. After that night, she had left before he had woken and neither of them spoke of it. Weeks had gone by and Drew was non the wiser that his girlfriend and brother had a secret tryst. He didn't know either that said girlfriend still thought about his brother and how it felt to kiss him, or that sometimes when she was in bed with Drew she wondered what it might feel like to have that brother between her legs instead.
Courtney shook her head to rid her mind of her sinful thoughts. She should really throw the shirt in the trash. It certainly wasn't helping to keep it around.
Her phone buzzed, alerting her that Drew was there to pick her up. In truth, she didn't want to go to the family event that he had invited her too. Duncan would be there and for once she didn't have the excuse that she was swamped with work. With a final sigh, Courtney folded the black cotton and put it neatly back in her closet. She'd get rid of it eventually.
Duncan wasn't sure what had come over himself lately.
Duncan didn't like feelings. Maybe it was the way your feelings could control you; what you thought about and what you did. How feelings could consume you. How no matter what, they couldn't go away by sheer will. This was exactly why he couldn't stop thinking about Courtney.
Before she had kissed him, he had noticed things about his older brother's girlfriend. Her silky brown hair, that he kept finding himself wanting to touch. The gorgeous color of her skin. Her infectious smile, even if it was never directed at him. He attributed noticing these things to being a man with a working set of eyes.
It wasn't just skin deep. He noticed how driven she was, how independent and headstrong. How she was so stubborn and passionate. How refreshing it was to meet someone who could keep up with him. Who didn't back down and was up for a challenge.
Yet, before the kiss, he was able to push those thoughts to the back of his mind and remind himself that she was involved with Drew. She was off limits and not interested anyway.
But then she kissed him.
Duncan's grip on the beer bottle in his hand tightened when he saw Drew's arm go around Courtney's waist as they conversed with a few of his cousins. It was a nuisance to come to this cop infested family bbq to begin with and having a front row seat to his brother showing off Courtney, who had kissed him, made it worse. As he watched her out of the corner of his eye he wondered if she was thinking about him too, and he wanted to find out.
'Fuck it.' Ran through his thoughts as he took his phone out to text her. In the least it would be fun to tease her a bit; but he wanted this to be interesting, he didn't just want to text her 'Hey I know you're dating my brother but are you into me?'. He couldn't be that direct.
Suddenly, a devious idea popped into Duncan's head. He had to bite down on his lip not to smirk at his plan; he didn't want to give himself away to anyone who may be watching. Duncan's family was always on high alert when it came to him. They'd experienced his mischievous nature too many times. Duncan typed out a text message to Courtney and eagerly watched the scene unfold.
Courtney took her phone out of her pocket when she felt it vibrate with a look of skepticism at the sender. The blood practically drained from her face at the image on her screen. Her eyes bulged then quickly darted back and forth to see if anyone saw her reaction. Duncan resisted the urge to double over from laughter as Courtney angrily punched her fingers against her phone screen.
'What is this Duncan!?' Duncan played dumb.
'Oops. Sorry Princess, that was meant for someone else.' He lied. Duncan didn't think she'd buy it, but it got her attention. It gave him a sense of satisfaction that he'd distracted her from Drew and enticed her enough to receive a response.
'Like I buy that you perv.' Another text came in just as Courtney hit send.
'And to answer your question, it's called sexting, Princess. Ever heard of it?' He wished he was closer, it would have been so gratifying to see a blush on her freckled face.
'I know what it is! And I have, not that it's any of your business!' Courtney defended. Sure, she didn't have any outlandish experiences when it came to sex, but she knew what sexting was, she wasn't a complete prude.
'Don't be a sour puss Princess. Consider it a gift.'
'Consider my foot up your ass!' It made it all the more frustrating that she was so attracted to him. She'd gotten glimpses of his body when she stayed at his apartment, but even then she had tried not to look for too long. Now that she had digital proof in her hands it was impossible not to stare. It was all she could do to ignore his toned physique and the bulge in his boxer briefs. Her hand shielded the screen. She was going to be in some big trouble if anyone saw, but the thought of getting caught, was exhilarating.
'I love it when you talk dirty to me ;)' The winky face at the end of Duncan's sentence made her want to jump him in both the bad and good way.
'Don't wink at me! I'm literally standing next to your brother and you have the nerve.' Courtney fingers began typing the next line before she was able to stop them. 'I bet you're all talk anyway.'
"Is that work?" Courtney was startled by Drew's question.
"I'm sorry." She nodded and played it off, hopeful that he would buy it.
"I get it, sometimes your job needs you. Must be good news though?" It was worse that he was so understanding.
"Yes, the firm just took on a big case... how'd you know?"
"You had the biggest grin on your face." Her face dropped and he tucked a piece of hair behind her ear. "You're so pretty when you smile." Courtney hadn't realized her secret flirting presented itself. This had to stop.
Her phone vibrated again.
"I'll be back, I'm just going to go take care of this." Courtney reassured then made sure she was safely inside his parent's house alone. Then, with anticipation, read the text.
'Then let's skip the talking altogether.' Her face heated rapidly at his implication. Now she was fantasizing about that magnetic kiss they shared. How it stirred her sexual desires. How his forwardness turned her on.
'And do what?" Courtney tried to swallow away the dry feeling in her mouth but wasn't successful.
The kitchen was a short walk away where she got herself a glass of water and took a long sip. Once she put the glass down, her palms held her weight against the counter. Dilated eyes closed and she willed herself to calm down. She couldn't believe she was allowing herself to get horny at a party. She inhaled deeply and exhaled a few times, her breath catching on an inhale at the feeling of someone behind her.
"Out of breath?" Duncan's voice next to her ear gave her goosebumps, and when she finally did breathe, it was shaky. He placed his hands beside hers on the counter, effectively trapping her. She held her composure and found the courage to be bold.
"You didn't answer my question," She leaned back into his chest, just enough so that they were barely touching. "what should we do instead?" She whispered. She felt so naughty being this close and knowing that there were so many people outside completely unaware.
Duncan chucked, she really had no idea that her little game of hard to get drove him to the brink of insanity. He brushed his lips against the shell of her ear causing Courtney to reflexively squeeze his right hand.
"Tell me what you want.." He begged. Courtney spun around in his arms so that they were chest to chest. Their bodies were flush against each other now and she could feel his arousal against her stomach, taunting her with ideas of how they could put it to good use. She'd experienced infatuation and longing before, but not like this. Not a lust so intense that she was ready break all the rules. Risk it all. It was... terrifying.
Courtney slipped out of his grasp quickly as to not change her mind. Duncan turned to her, waiting for an explanation for her drastic flip in demeanor.
"I want you to stop! Stop making me want you!" She hissed. Duncan recoiled as if he had been bitten by a beautiful, venomous, snake.
"What?" Was all he could get out, his head also clouded by desire. Just a second ago they were so close and now she was pushing him away.
"Stop trying to seduce me! Stop making me make bad decisions!" He wasn't going to let her place all of the blame on him.
"You're making bad decisions all on your own, Courtney! In case you forgot, you were the one who kissed me."
"I was caught up in the moment!"
"Oh? Then what was this?" He gestured between them.
"This, this needs to be forgotten. The same goes for that kiss." She said with finality.
"The what?" A third voice chimed in, stern and angry. Courtney and Duncan both froze, they were too caught up in their own exchange to notice Drew had walked in during the tail end of their argument. Courtney immediately tried to do damage control.
"Drew, it's not what it sounds like-" He glided past Courtney, ignoring her plea.
"You kissed my girlfriend?" It was the only warning before Drew's fist met Duncan's face.
THERE WILL BE A PART 3!
