I'm selfish and I'm cold, I promise you I said never again, never again, no never

I'm selfish and I'm cold, I promise you I said never again, never again, no never by sassy 

I walked into the bar with Krissy, or Kimmy, or whatever the brunette's ridiculous name was, my hand on her lower back itching to slide further down because that kind of girl didn't have much else to offer except for her body. If it wasn't for my brother, I had never agreed to take her out for a neverending list of reasons.
"We should sit right there, it give us more privacy." She broke into my thoughts, looking at me with a pout on her lips which was as fake as her tits.
"Sure, what do you have in mind?" I nodded as I teased her, my eyes following the way she was pointing at but stopping on a face I knew well. Lila. With a guy. Fuck me, why I had never run into her in 30 years and now she was everywhere?

"I was thinking-" She started as we headed to the table but I cut her off when we were close to Lila's table. She was laughing, crossing her legs, touching her hair, all signs that couldn't be mistaken, and the average guy next to her seemed to be happy about it. “Lila.” I said quietly.

She glanced up and saw me, then Katy. “Hi.” She said simply, sounding a little out of breath too. “Um, this is Nate Carlson, Nate this is Travis, we work together.”

“Good to see you.” I said as if I hadn’t spent most of last night growling her name. Then walked away and I eyed the Nate guy as I led the brunette to the table at the other side of the club. "Perfect." She said cheerfully, taking a seat as I did and pushing her tits together. My brother and his classy taste in women. But I was still too distracted, watching Lila flirting with the guy before he stood up and headed to the bar counter. "Do you know her well?" She asked, making me realize I hadn't said a word.

"Who?" I asked back and raised one eyebrow as I smirked at her, always knowing how to deflect. "How did you meet my brother again? He told me you're some kind of dancer." And with that I had gained some time to keep quiet again.

I pretended to listen to the girl as she kept blabbing something about her job, another information added to the list of things I didn't give a damn about, my eyes keeping going back to Lila. The guy was back to their table now, two drinks in his hands and a look on his face that couldn't be misunderstood. He just wanted to f.uck her and who was I to judge? At least I had the decency to be clear about that from the basics, which brought me back to the brunette in front of me.

"Could you get me a drink?" She cut into my thoughts and I was forced to glance back at her.

She was nice to look at and I was sure she was even nicer when she was naked, but when I wanted to sleep with a girl I just made it happen without tricking her into getting drinks or going out first, actually girls came at me without me needing to ask, but tonight it was different. I owed my brother a favor.

"Sure, what do you want?" I asked and my eyes dropped down on her lips, which had to be great wrapped about my d.ick, but there was something about her face that bothered me.

She bit down on her bottom lip and a sexy smirk curved her mouth at the same time as she looked at me through the way too thick lashes, they looked as if she could fan me with them. "Surprise me."

"Let me guess, fruity." I said flatly and raised one eyebrow, knowing that girls like her were willing to get s.hit faced only if they didn't taste any alcohol in their drinks.

She let out a chuckle, "Did your brother tell you?" She asked and I smirked because it was as clear as the sun that the thought of us guys talking about her pleased her. She wished. Then, out of nowhere, she pouted, "I wonder if he'll join us later."

"I hope so." I made a face, not interested in spending the whole night with the girl since it'd be a waste anyway. I didn't step into my brothers territory and so didn't he, but he hadn't wanted to miss his chance with the brunette and asked me to keep her hot for him until he'd be off work. Lucky me for wasting my time. "I'm getting your drink, I'll be right back." I said eventually and got up without a second glance, making my way to the bar counter then ordering our drinks before peeking at Lila. Again. I couldn't resist, I was too curious to see how she was around other guys.

As my eyes took in her body and read it's language, I got that something was off. She was tense, her eyes kept darting away from the guys face and she was doing a thing I had never seen her do, some kind of nervous laugh that made her look almost pained.

"I'm here, I'm here." Jackson's out of breath voice caught me from behind and I turned my head just so slightly.

"It was about fucking time." I groaned even thought I was grateful to see him. "That girl has no brain."

"But did you see her tits?" He pointed out with a big grin on his face, making me smirk back at him.

I shook my head, "She's all yours." I said causally and moved my attention to Lila again, this time noticing how the guy was getting touchy. His hand was on her thigh and moving up, dangerously close to the hem of her dress.

Jackson's gaze followed mine before he raised one eyebrow at me. "She's not liking that." He said seriously, reading my thoughts exactly. We were both no saints, but we knew where and when to stop. "If I were you I'd go check on her."

"Thank god you're not me then." I retorted flatly, eyes still on how the guy was trying to get closer to her.

"He looks like he could be his dad." He paused to give me time to get annoyed and succeeding. "Creepy."

The bartender placed two glasses in front of me and I set a bill on the counter. "Have fun." I said to my brother and got up without another word, heading to Lila's direction who looked now definitely at unease. It made me want to kick that pricks face. When our eyes met, there was something wrong into hers and I knew it so I stopped. "Everything okay?" I asked, ignoring the guy completely.

"Perfect." He answered before she could, giving me a look that was an invitation to disappear and mind my business.

I turned to him slowly to stare him down. "I didn't ask you." I said in a cold tone before looking back at Lil, noticing how she was wriggling to get rid of this guys hand but he wasn't willing to give up. I didn't really need her answer after all. "Come on Lil, let's go."

She widened her eyes a little but stood up from the chair anyway, relief washing over her beautiful face. "Okay." She said simply but the guy grabbed her wrist.

"Hey, we were just starting having fun." He protested.

I grabbed his elbow instinctively, "Let go of her." I warned him, hoping he was smart enough not to argue with me. Unfortunately, he wasn't.

"She wants to stay."

"Oh really?" I raised one eyebrow at him, not impressed at all, then looked at her, "Lila?"

“We have a project at work that I need his opinion on but I’ll be right back.” Lila gave him a tight smile and I wondered what the hell was wrong with girls. Sometimes it was as if they were asking for what they'd complain about later.

“I’ll be waiting.” He said.

She walked to the bar with me and I glanced at her. “Do you really want to go back?” I asked, my eyes holding hers in a serious stare. I thought she was smarter than that and now maybe I saw why her brothers were so overprotective. Then again, I wasn't exactly a good guy either.

“He’s harmless, but thanks for the break.” She gave me a nervous smile and turned to the bartender. “Scotch on the rocks please.” I rose my brow at her, guessing that being young in this case meant having awful ideas, and she shrugged. “He’s harmless but still I’d rather be tipsy to get through the rest of it.”

“So you asked him to put his hand up your skirt.” I asked, watching as she downed her drink.

“Well I wore a short skirt so I guess I was asking for it.” At that I glared at her. ”Okay he’s a little pushy but it’s just one date, and my first one in a long time so it’s bound to be bad.” She forced a laugh and I tilted my head up, refusing to believe she was so naive.

“He doesn’t want to date you Lil.” I said seriously and she sighed, running her hands through her hair to pull out the pins holding it up in a knot. She looked gorgeous but she looked better now, it was more...her.

“Yeah. No one does.” She nodded and then smiled again. “But he’s cute right?”

I looked at her for a second, about to point out how he was the opposite, but instead I glanced at the guy. After all if she want to get herself in trouble who was I to stop her. “A little old for you.” I commented before smirking at my own joke while she laughed genuinely. “And also no…not cute.” I added.

“Don’t be jealous because your girl is making out with your brother.” She kept laughing as she nodded towards the other side of the room where Jackson was kissing the girl, let's say with passion.

“She was my brothers date to begin with actually.” I admitted. “Though she is much more attractive when she isn’t talking.” I grinned, taking an appreciative look at the part of her ass that was showing.

She pushed my chest and shook her head. “My god all men are the worst. No wonder I'm single.”

I glanced back at her. “Do you not want to be single?” I asked cautiously, genuinely curious about it.

She faked a romantic girly expression which actually fit her perfectly. “What girl isn’t looking for her prince charming to sweep her off her feet and give her diamonds and babies and happily ever afters?”

I shook my head. “Always a smartass.” I grinned. “Do you want another?”

She nodded. “Are you trying to get me drunk?” She teased and I shook my head, knowing what she was hinting at and my blood started boiling in my veins immediately.

“I’ve never needed to.” I said seriously, tilting her head up and running my finger across her jaw line. “Besides I like to be sure you’re remembering everything I'm doing to you.”

She licked her lips and leaned into my touch. “Trust me. No woman forgets what you do to her.” She admitted.

I broke into a cocky smirk as my thumb brushed against her bottom lip, "I must be epic." I said and that was enough for her to pull away with a roll of her eyes, it only making me smirk wider.

"Don't get ahead of yourself now." She said flatly before downing the rest of her second drink, licking her lips when she set the empty glass back on the counter.

"I won't pay for another one." I warned her, running a hand through my hair and feeling suddenly exhausted to babysit girls who'd end up their night with someone else.

She frowned, not noticing my subtle change of mood, "Why? Don't you have enough money Mr Cole?" She asked before chuckling at her own words.

"Hilarious Lila but no." I shook my head as I looked at her, the way her face was...I didn't even know how to explain it, she was irradiating some kind of light, of energy, that was really hard to ignore. "I don't want to have any responsibility in you getting drunk and deciding to go back to that guy."

"What are you going to do instead?" She asked softly as her green eyes didn't leave mine for even a second, them getting bigger whenever she liked what I said, else a small crease formed between her brows.

I sighed and ran my hand through my hair, "I'm going home Lil." I answered simply and I had to admit that it didn't sound bad at all.

"So early?" She raised one eyebrow at me, either because she didn't believe me or she was genuinely surprised.

"I'm tired." I admitted, breaking the eye contact to reach for my own drink and downing it, "I had a long day."

She nodded slowly and I felt her gaze on me, studying me, before the silence was too loud to bear. Our bodies were screaming, no matter if she'd go back to that creeper, the magnetic attraction between us was still there. "You're still wearing today's clothes. I didn't notice before." She pointed out eventually.

"Don't they look good on me?" I asked with a grin on my lips, allowing myself to joke.

She laughed again, a silly laugh that made me smile, "That's not what I meant."

I shrugged, not wanting to delve further into the details of my day because not only it had been awful but it had been boring too, which was the worst combination. "As I said, bad day."

"I don't know why I have the feeling that you have a lot of bad days." She pointed out and this time it was my turn to roll my eyes.

"Because you're probably drunk already." I teased her then stood up from my stool, setting a brand new bill on the bar counter in the process. "I better go home now." I added, guessing that she'd go back to the loser because she was too young to make a better decision, which wasn't coming with me, but going home too instead.

“I better go home too.” Lila added, licking her lips and watching as my eyes moved to her mouth instantly, distracting me from my good purposes and her answer.

“You’re not going to go back to him?” I nodded towards the jerk waiting for her.

“No. No offense to my sisters taste but I kind of hate him.”

I laughed, “I agree with you there.”

The bartender took that moment to slide her another drink and give her a wink while I found myself surprised of the gesture. If she had me in front of her why would a guy think he stood a chance? I guessed that he had to try anyway since Lila was a rare beauty. “On the house.” He grinned.

I rose a brow at her. “Why exactly are you letting your sister set you up when you clearly have no issue finding men?” I asked, growling a little at the bartender before turning back to her.

She smirked and shrugged. “I don’t’ have very good taste myself.” She admitted. “Plus the guys I attract are usually either over eager guys who are in love with me after the first date or assholes who are just after me for my ass.” She shrugged and took a sip of her free drink as I looked at her, more studied her.

“Huh.” I ran my fingers through my hair, wondering which category I fit, probably none, but if I had to pick one of those it had to be the latter. She did have an amazing ass.

“Okay I'm getting too drunk for my own good so I'm gonna go hail a cab.” She said finitely before turning towards the bartender. “Do me a favor and tell my date I won’t ever be calling him again.” she asked sweetly before turning back to me. “Call me later?”

I shrugged, guessing that in the end she would, because she always did. She stumbled on her heels and cursed before I wrapped my arms around her waist to hold her still and save her from falling. “Damn it Lila.” I growled. “Why can't’ you drink fruity drinks with barely any alcohol like every other girl?”

She made a face. “Because they taste like bubbles.” She replied seriously. “Mmm I want a bubble bath.” She grinned, being her usual cute self. “Let me go now I can walk to the cab and you’re making me start too many fantasies by holding me like this….”

I smirked, both annoyed and amused at the same time. “What kind of fantasies?” I asked, raising a brow as I kept my hands on her tight body.

“The kind where you bend me over the bar and take me right here no matter who’s watching.” She admitted, her cheeks burning red hot as she said it.

Travis laughed, because I was surprised she had the balls to say it...but fuck that was a nice hot fantasy. “Naughty Lila, I'm taking you home.”

She shrugged. “Your loss….everyone's loss actually.” She laughed and let me walk her to my car, sliding into the passenger seat as I walked to the other side.

Once inside the car I slammed the door shut and started the engine, it roaring to life a second later when I pulled off the curb. "Yes Lil, keep talking." I said in an amused tone, keeping my eyes on the street.

"If you don't slow down I'm going to throw up." She said seriously and made a face, only making me roll my eyes. "What?" She asked when I didn't say anything.

"Nothing." I said quietly because it was no use getting into a conversation with her right now. She'd just be like the average girl, making no sense, when she could do so much better than that. I didn't even like talking with girls that much but she was different because she usually had pretty interesting things to say and even when they weren't, at least she made me laugh.

She turned her head slowly as she looked at me, "You're driving like a turtle now." She said in a teasing tone.

"Good god Lila." I muttered under my breath, making a mental note of staying away from her when she was drunk. I had no patience for this, even if admittedly she was pretty cute.

"Are you taking me home?" She asked instead, ignoring me.

"Yes." I answered simply, glancing at her quickly but long enough to notice how young she looked right now. Thank god she was with me and not with that jacka.ss, I was sure he would've taken advantage of her.

She set her hand on my thigh and moved it up to my crotch even though I was getting the feeling that she could've fallen asleep too at the same time. "Your home?" She asked in a sexy tone.

"No, yours." I sighed as I reached for her hand to set it back onto her lap but she tangled her fingers with mine instead and squeezed them.

"Are you carrying me with your strong hands?" She bit down on her lip, her green eyes getting liquid with lust.

I smirked because she didn't ever have a filter, but right now it was as if she wasn't even trying. I liked it. "No." I parked my car and got out, walking to the other side of it, only to find Lila still sitting even if she had opened the door. She gave me a big pout, looked at me through her lashes with her big bambi eyes. Good god. "No Lila." I groaned.

She reached for my jacket and pulled me closer to her, "Come on Trav, please..." She said in an overly sweet voice.

"Fine." I gave up as I picked her up and closed the door behind her before carrying her inside of her apartment building. This night was only getting worse.

"What are you going to do to me?" She asked and wrapped her arms around my neck while I made my way towards her apartment, noticing how genuinely happy she looked right now. The joys of alcohol.

I sighed once again once we stepped into her living room, "I'm putting you to bed kid." I said seriously because I had no intention to fuck her like that. I carried her into her bedroom, pulling off the sheets and setting her on the bed before shaking my head as I eyed her dress. “You can’t wear that to bed Lila.” I growled and she grinned wider.

“Take it off then.”

I stared at her with that combination of annoyed, because I couldn't take advantage of the situation, and amused, because she was cute, before telling her to raise her arms so I could slide the sheath dress over her body and toss it aside, cursing when I saw what she had on underneath it. Which was just a pair of invisible panties. “Oh for fu.cks sake Lil.”

“I can’t wear bra’s with backless dresses Trav.” She pointed out as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

I shook my head, walking over to her dresser and picking out a nightgown while she pouted only god knew why. “Raise your arms again.” I slipped the silk over her body and she wiggled into it before sliding under the covers and then taking me off guard by yanking me down with her.

“I'm not going to fu.ck you tonight Lila, get it through your head.”

She shrugged and nuzzled into me closer. “Okay just stay here then.”

I freeze up against her, not holding her, but not pulling away either. “I have to get home.”

She shook her head against my chest. “Bullshit. You can leave when I'm asleep.”

I swallowed and wrapped my arm around her tentatively. “How do you get me to do these things?” I mumbled to myself and I moved as I shook my head.

“I’m very adorable. It’s hard to say no.” She slurred.

“I'm pretty good at saying no.” I responded in a gruff voice, wondering why I couldn't right now and almost getting mad about it.

“Shhh.” She put a finger to my lips and then ran it down my stomach before resting against me. “Sleep time.”

I kept quiet and stared into the darkness, feeling Lila's body relaxing and adapting against mine as I lost myself into my thoughts. I had to admit that having her like this was a nice change, for once I didn't feel the need to be the asshole who wouldn't sleep with the girl after fucking her, if there was no fucking there was no problem itself...or was it instead? There was a reason why I never stayed the night, because it wasn't just sleeping for girls, the act itself was a promise to them and no matter how they'd swear the opposite, it was always like that.

"What's wrong?" Lila's soft voice cut into my thoughts, her hand moving from my stomach to my side so that her arm was now draping my torso.

I furrowed my brows and glanced down at her, finding her with her eyes closed and a beautiful peaceful expression on her face. There was nothing like being drunk and enjoying it. "Nothing's wrong." I answered quietly, wondering if she was the kind of person who talked in her sleep.

She shifted against me until her chin was on my chest, her eyes fluttering open and looking into my own. "You're all tense Trav." She paused as if she was picking her words carefully, "What are you thinking about?"

I licked my dry lips as I broke eye contact in favor of staring at nothing again, "I can't even remember the last time I slept with someone." I admitted, my honesty sounding weird to my own ears.

"Really? Because I do." She spat out of nowhere, her mood changing suddenly, "That gross waitress."

"That wasn't sleeping." I glared at her even though, really, I didn't need to. She was drunk and jealous apparently.

"Still." She muttered before setting her cheek back against my chest and keeping quiet again, this time being my turn to wonder what she was thinking instead.

I lifted myself up in a sitting position, her head sliding on my lap as I ran my hands through my hair, "I can't do this."

"This is nothing Travis, don't act like a baby." She snorted as she rolled her eyes, then looked up at me as if she was trying to push some kind of button that wouldn't take us anywhere good. "Just let me fall asleep then you can sneak out and do the walk of shame even though there's no shame here." She added with a chuckle that proved how she still had alcohol going through her body and her brain.

I shook my head as I took a deep sigh, "It wouldn't make any sense, it's better if I leave now." I said stubbornly, part of me knowing that if I did that, if I left her while she was asleep after letting her cuddle against me...I'd feel guilty. Not that I'd ever admit it. I could be an ass but at least I was clear about it, now if I said yes to her I'd only blurred the line between us and that was something I didn't want to happen.