Chapter 16. It Can Wait
Graduation passed, and I hadn’t seen Mia much. Jesse and I were busy preparing for the party. Jesse found out that I wanted him as my right hand, and he accepted. My parents were moving out completely the day after the party.
Andersen informed me that he wasn’t ready to retire either. The man had enough money to retire since before my mom took the chair. I imagined he just enjoyed working and would be bored if he retired.
Mom came into the foyer that we were setting up. “I think I found the perfect dress for Mia,” Mom said as she approached me.
“Cool, let me see it,” I said.
“Hell no,” Mom sneered.
“W-what? I paid for it!” I argued.
“You will see it tonight with her in it,” Mom said and laughed. Mom started to head for the living room with the dress.
“Where are you going?” I asked.
“To take this to Mia,” Mom said.
“Her parents...” I trailed off.
“I’ll make sure they’re not there.” Mom rolled her eyes.
“Hold on, I want you to take her something else,” I said.
“Hurry up,” Mom said. She sighed and shifted her wait, crossing her arms over her chest.
I dashed upstairs to my bedroom. I grabbed the things I had set aside for Mia and headed back downstairs.
Mom was waiting for me. She outstretched her hand to take the items from me. Mom strolled out of the foyer toward the garage.
“Where did Jesse go?” I asked Dad.
“He went off to help Adelina in the kitchen,” Dad said.
My lips pursed, and I knitted my eyebrows together—a frown embedded in my face.
“What?” Dad asked, confused by my expression.
“Doesn’t it seem like Adelina and Jesse have been talking more?”
“Well, I suppose, but they do have a lot in common. Also, Jesse has been your best friend for a long time. Jesse was more here than he was at Valerie’s,” Dad said. “Maybe they just found common ground.”
“Maybe it is more than common ground,” I suggested.
Dad pursed his lips. “You think something is going on?”
“I’m not sure if Jesse feels that way, but I think Adelina does,” I admitted.
“How long have you known that?” Dad asked, confused.
“A while. I just ignored it, I guess.”
“So if there was something going on with them. What are you going to do?” Dad asked.
The way Dad worded it was as if I could tell them they can’t see each other. It isn’t that simple, though. Adelina probably liked Jesse before I was even aware of it. Adelina and Arianna have both had boyfriends, which I hated all of them. My sisters were sixteen and should be free to date who they want without me freaking out. Maybe the reason I freaked out over their other relationships was that I knew the guys were douchebags.
“What can I do, Dad? The girls are getting older. I can’t tell them who they can and can’t date. I don’t know, it would be weird, but I think I’d rather see Adelina with Jesse than anyone else.”
“Why?” Dad asked.
I snorted. “What do you mean why? Jesse is my best friend, and he was good to Emily. He didn’t deserve to get dumped the way he did. Jesse would never hurt Adelina because he knows I would kill him,” I said hurriedly.
Dad nodded. “I agree with you.” Dad smiled wickedly at me.
It took me a moment before I realized what he did. “You, uh-” I stopped and bit my lip. “You asked me all that so I wouldn’t get upset, didn’t you?” I accused.
Dad shrugged. “Did it work?”
“Kind of,” I admitted and looked toward the kitchen.
“Just leave them be, boy. They’re old enough. They will figure it out, yeah? Help me with these lights, so I don’t hang myself,” Dad said and chuckled.
Dad and I finished hanging up all the party decorations, which are about the same as the ones Mom used. The mansion would be packed.
I didn’t exactly explain to Mia how huge these parties were. Part of me wondered if Mia was even coming at all. She is pretty upset with me. I knew I had to tell her the truth, either tonight or tomorrow. One of the things I sent mom with was a letter and a more formal invitation.
When I reached the kitchen, my steps faltered. Well, I was right. How about that? But damn, does Jesse really like my little sister? Gross!
Jesse was standing between Adelina’s legs. Adelina was perched up on the kitchen island with her arms around Jesse’s neck. Jesse’s hands were on Adelina’s hips.
There is no way this is the first time they kissed. “Hey, get a room. That is disgusting,” I said.
They broke the kiss. Jesse staggered back in surprise. His gaze met mine. His eyes were full of fear and concern.
Adelina gasped and looked at me. A deep blush crept up her neck into her cheeks. Adelina jumped off the counter and sprinted out of the kitchen.
“Angel, It’s not–”
“Chill out, bro,” I said. I sauntered toward the fridge where he was standing.
Jesse immediately backed away from me. “Um, Angel?”
I grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and turned to face him. “I’m not angry, Jess.”
“I’m sorry, what?” He asked, confused.
“Well...” I trailed off. “If you hurt her, I’ll crush you.”
His eyes were full of doubt. He swallowed hard. He took a couple of more steps back, biting his lip. He was nervous.
“You just caught me kissing your sister, and you want me to relax? Why the fuck are you so relaxed?!” Jesse roared and threw his hands in the air, then letting them fall back to his sides.
“Are you using her to get over Em?”
“What?” He asked, confused. “No.”
I sighed and bowed my head before I looked back up at him. “Adelina has liked you for a really long time, Jesse.”
“How do you know that?” He asked.
“I’m her brother,” I chuckled. “I could just tell. If I had caught you a couple of years ago or so kissing her, I would have beat the hell out of you,” I admitted. “I don’t know I just got used to the idea that she liked you. She’s old enough to choose who she wants to be with. I honestly didn’t think you liked her back, so I figured I had nothing to worry about. But shit went south with Em and you, and I noticed that you and Adelina were talking more. So, I sort of figured maybe something was up, and it isn’t my business. Seriously, if you hurt her no matter how old you two are, I will murder you.”
He sighed and ran a hand through his hair. “So...” Jesse trailed off, not looking at me as he spoke. “Are you like giving me permission to date Adelina?”
“I’m saying you don’t need permission, man. She is sixteen. It’s up to her,” I said and shrugged.
“What about Dad and Mom, though?”
“Dad knows,” I said. “Mom is going to coo,” I grimaced.
“When did this start anyway?” I asked as we walked back to the foyer.
“Honestly?” He arched a brow at me.
“Damn, that long?” I huffed.
“I didn’t do anything with Adelina in the past because I was with Em, but I knew Adelina liked me before I was with Emily. I couldn’t act on it, man. She is my best friend’s little sister. Adelina told me a long time ago that she liked me, but I told her it wouldn’t work because of you, and we were so young. Then when I started dating Emily, Adelina sort of shut down. Adelina barely spoke to me for a long time. I always sort of liked her, but I pushed that away I didn’t want to lose you. Adelina started to talk to me more a couple of days after Emily, and I split. A couple of nights ago, she kissed me for the first time, and I just kind of let her.”
“Well, now you know you don’t have to worry about me,” I said and smirked.
He smiled and nodded. “Better go get ready, prince charming,” Jessee teased. “You’re about to be the king.”
“Shut up,” I muttered and rolled my eyes. I headed into my bedroom to shower and get ready for the party.
The party had been going for an hour, and there was no sign of Mia. My parents pulled me around to introduce me to people that even I didn’t know. I thought I knew most of the people my parents did, but they proved me wrong. My parents would be head of the new council, which they explained to everyone. I was beginning to like the idea more.
“Angel?” Adelina tugged on my sleeve.
“Hmm?” I hummed as I turned to my sister. I hadn’t seen her since the incident in the kitchen. I also hadn’t seen her and Jesse together.
“Are you mad?” She asked worriedly.
“Didn’t Jesse talk to you?” I asked, confused.
“No, Jesse hasn’t spoken to me since earlier,” Adelina murmured.
“Adelina, it’s fine. I sort of already knew you liked him. I didn’t think Jesse liked you back because he was with Emily. Now, I almost wonder if Jesse ever would have been with Emily if he hadn’t been worried about me,” I said. “I hope things work out for you guys, but if he hurts you, I’m going to beat the hell out of him.”
She smiled and pecked my cheek. “Thanks.”
“Yeah.” I watched as my sister headed through the crowd of people.
“What was that about?” Mom asked as she handed me a glass of champagne.
“This stuff isn’t nearly as good as Bourbon,” I muttered as I took it from her and sipped at it. “Adelina and Jesse are sort of dating, I guess.”
“What?” Mom breathed.
“Yeah,” I said.
“You didn’t hurt Jesse, did you?” Mom asked in a disapproving tone.
“Not yet,” I smirked.
“Angel,” Mom said sternly.
“Chill, Mom. I’m fine with it, oddly enough. I told Jesse if he hurt her, I would kill him, though.”
“Awe, look,” Mom gestured to Jesse and Adelina. They were dancing to a slow song.
“Gag,” I grimaced.
Mom slapped my arm. “They’re adorable,” Mom cooed.
“Yeah, cute, whatever,” I grunted.
“She could do worse,” Dad walked up beside us.
“She has,” I laughed.
“Knock it off, Angel,” Mom said.
“Look, it’s fine, whatever. I have to piss. I’ll be right back,” I told them. I headed upstairs for my bedroom. The truth was I didn’t have to go to the bathroom I just wanted to call Mia.
Mia’s phone that I bought for her went straight to voicemail. I sank down onto the bed and stared out my window mindlessly. I didn’t want to go back downstairs. A numbing feeling coursed through my chest. I contemplated on going back downstairs for a while.
As much as I didn’t want to, I headed back downstairs. There was nothing I could do about Mia. I couldn’t bail out on my own party as much as I wanted to.
“Mia isn’t here,” Mom murmured. Her expression grew concerned.
“Don’t worry about it, Ma,” I muttered.
Mom patted my shoulder and kissed my cheek before turning to go entertain some more company.
I stood against the wall as I watched everyone else dance, laugh, and talk excitedly. I’m the only one at this dumb party, not having a good time, and it’s my party. How does that work?
“Angel, isn’t it?”
My gaze met a pair of blue eyes. “I’m sorry. Do I know you?” I asked, confused.
The girl had black hair and blue eyes. She was pretty, I couldn’t deny it, but she wasn’t the girl I wanted. I could almost see myself using this girl for the night just to distract myself from Mia.
“I don’t think so. My name is Izabel. My father is the leader of the 18th Street Gang,” she explained.
“Right, Alvaro?” I asked.
“Yes,” she said with a flirtatious smile.
“Well, it’s nice to meet you, Izabel,” I said.
“So no date?” Izabel looked around. Her eyes filled with doubt. “Want to dance?”
Well, it isn’t like Mia showed up—Mia would be pissed–Why does it matter she bailed. The internal thoughts wrestled in my head endlessly.
“Actually, he does have a date,” a soft high pitched voice answered.
My lips parted in shock. I turned to see Mia standing behind me.
Mia had her eyes narrowed, and her arms crossed over her chest. She was staring past me at the girl with pure rage in her eyes.
My eyes danced in amusement at the jealousy in her eyes.
Izabel raised her hands as if in surrender and spun around to leave.
Mia’s gaze met mine. “Well, isn’t she cute,” Mia muttered sarcastically.
“I’ve done worse,” I said and shrugged with pursed lips.
“Hmm, well, I should bow out and let you two have a good time then, yeah?” Mia arched a brow. She spun around and lifted her dress. She dashed for the front door.
“Damn,” I grunted. I sprinted after Mia.
I caught her around the waist and pulled her toward the living room. I continued down a hall through the living room to an empty guest bedroom. I threw the door open with Mia struggling to get away.
I pulled her into the dark empty room and slammed the door shut. I turned the light on, but it flickered and shut back off. The bulb burnt out. I sighed and turned on a dim lamp beside the bed, pulling her with me.
“Let go of me, Angel. I shouldn’t have come!” Mia hissed.
“Mia, I was only kidding!” I growled. I spun her to face me. “You have no right to even be upset!”
“Don’t you think you move on a bit quickly?” Mia asked.
My arms instantly dropped from her waist like she had electrocuted me. Is she insane?! “You’re being ridiculous, Mia! I wasn’t moving on from anything! I didn’t think you would show up, though! But of course, your timing is impeccable as always, and it is my fault as always!”
“You weren’t, really? It looked like you were about to say yes to her,” Mia growled.
“I was thinking about it because, as far as I could tell, things were ending with us!” I ran my hands through my hair in irritation. “Damn it, Mia! I haven’t spoken to you hardly the last few weeks!”
“You have barely made any effort either!” Mia shrieked.
“I didn’t know what the hell to say to you, Mia! Everything I do to try to make things work with us doesn’t seem to work!” I shouted.
Mia bowed her head and sniffled, which she often did when she started to cry. She raised her head to look back at me. “It’s like you don’t want it to work,” she murmured. “You’re always so back and forth.”
I gripped my hair tightly in frustration and closed the distance between us. I gripped her face between my hands. I stared into her eyes as I spoke. “That isn’t true, mami. I love you, and I want it to work.” The desperation in my voice sounded pathetic to my own ears. My eyes swept across her body.
She was wearing the necklace and earrings that I bought her. The dress my mom picked out for her looked so good on her. The dress was strapless and white. It was tight on the top and glittery. From the waist down, it was poofy and glittery.
She grabbed my tie and wrapped a hand around the back of my neck, forcing my lips to hers.
A groan escaped me. I broke the kiss. “Mia, wait–”
She pushed me back toward the bed, not letting me finish the sentence. Her perfume clouded my mind, making me feel drunk.
I stayed in a sitting position at the edge of the bed as she undid my tie. “Mia, stop. I have to tell you something,” I growled.
She threw my tie across the bedroom, ignoring me. She stepped back, and her hands disappeared from behind her.
If that dress comes off, I’m not going to finish what I was saying. “Mia, wait! We have to talk about something first–” I said as I reached for her, but I stopped. The dress fell to a pool at her feet, and she stepped out of it.
“It can wait,” she said.
Fuck, yes, it can definitely wait. My eyes traveled the length of her body, and I licked my lips. I forgot what I was going to say. My mind went blank.
She was in nothing but a white strapless bra and white thong, with her white heels still on.
“Fuck me,” I grunted, raising my eyebrows. Before Mia could slip out of the heels, I stood and grabbed her around the waist. I lifted her and placed her on the bed.
She wrapped her legs around my waist. Her heart was pounding in sync with mine.
We were lying on the bed sideways, but I didn’t care enough to fix our position. I pressed my lips to hers and groaned. My cock was throbbing.
Mia started to unbutton my shirt, impatiently. She lifted her hips to meet mine.
My lips trailed down her neck. My hand traced her breast and down to her hips. I pushed the thong out of the way and slipped two fingers inside of her.
“Angel,” she moaned. She undid my belt and threw it across the room. She undid the button and zipper of my pants in a hurry.
“Damn, mami. I need you.” I couldn’t take it any longer. I stood up.
Mia gasped from the sudden movement. She stared up at me, bewildered.
I slid her thong off and dropped my boxers. “Sit up,” I demanded. She did as I said, and I unclasped her bra for her. My gaze swept over her.
“What–” She cut off and squealed when I spun her around, grabbed her hair, and bent her over the bed. Moans filled the bedroom as my cock filled her.
I gripped tightly onto her hips as I pounded inside of her. I watched as her ass bounced against me. For a moment, I forget that I have any reason to feel guilty. Everything disappeared apart from her. For that moment, all that mattered was that she was mine.
As she moaned my name, I longed to see her face. I loved the expressions she made as I pleasured her.
“Turn around,” I said as I pulled out of her. I hated pulling out of her for any length of time.
Mia wasn’t turning over quickly enough, so I helped her and slid her to the edge of the bed. I stayed standing as I entered her once again. Her warmth and wetness made me groan.
“Baby,” Mia moaned. “Harder.”
I continued to move slowly as I thrusted into her. I wanted to enjoy it. I didn’t want it to end. I bit down on my lip as my gaze danced over her gorgeous body. When my gaze met hers, I could see the irritation in her eyes.
She suddenly reached up and slapped me across the face. “I said harder!”
Damn! “Fuck, you’re crazy,” I smirked. I love crazy, which is probably why I love her so much. I started pounding in and out of her giving her what she wanted.
Her breasts bounced, and her moans cut off. She arched her back and trailed a hand down my chest.
I clenched my jaw as I waited for her to ride out her orgasm. When she came down from her orgasm, I pulled out of her and grunted as I released onto the blanket. I lowered myself down to her and pressed my lips to hers.