Chapter 12 Mine.
~Walter
Sigh.
Haven left. And immediately she did, I knew there was no need to run after her.
I was sure… completely sure that Haven was obsessed with me, and there would be absolutely no need to chase. Obsessed fish come easy.
So I sat, patiently waiting—for a call, for a text, but… I got nothing. Haven didn't bother reaching out, and that was when I started wondering whether or not she meant the things she said.
She barely said anything, but the look in her eyes when she left—it looked like she'd sworn never to come back to me.
The typical Haven would, but this one didn't. Haven slammed the door behind her, and I thought she'd walk right back in, but she didn't.
Seconds turned into minutes, and those minutes slowly turned into hours.
I walked downstairs…. I didn't know why, but I was starting to feel uneasy. I hated to admit that I was starting to miss Haven's presence.
It was unlike me. I never cared. Not about things like this. Sticking to one woman was never my thing. Not even after I got married to Hannah, but that night when I had sex with Haven… everything suddenly changed. I no longer felt the need to sleep with someone else, and I'd forced myself to believe that it was only because I'd been busy with work, but….. I guess I'd lied to myself.
“She still hasn't called?” Jay asked, and I shook my head.
“She didn't even text. It's unlike Haven. I know her. She'd have called back asking what I truly felt for her… or did something happen to her?” I whispered.
Jay chuckled, almost mockingly. “Look. That bitch I saw leave doesn't look like she would be coming back. Her eyes scared the fuck out of me. I literally dropped the glass. She felt insulted because, you know…. I took a sneak on her boobs,” he laughed.
That stupid joke—it didn't land on the right side of me. “Watch what you say,” I growled.
“Fine. But hey, forget about her. She's gone,” Jay yawned.
I heaved a sigh. “I should probably give her till tomorrow. She's probably just feeling a bit overwhelmed,” I said, emptying the glass in my hand.
Jay looked at me. He paused for a while before raising a brow. “Walter, are you interested in this bitch?” He teased me.
“I'm not,” I lied through my teeth. “I just need to find her. Make sure she's not blabbing around about sleeping with me,” I answered coldly before grabbing my keys.
…….
I drove out, telling myself I wanted to clear my head, but it ended up looking like I headed out to look for Haven. I checked everywhere…. street sides, sidewalks…. anywhere a heartbroken woman would be, but she wasn't there.
Then my last resort. The club.
I walked in, and I hated that there were so many people.
“It's so hard to find anyone here.”
I walked around for a while, but I realized there was no use. The place was too big, so I found a place to sit. I got something to drink, but even drinking felt boring until a group of girls came to sit next to me.
I wanted to ignore them at first, but one caught my eye. Blonde hair, big boobs…. fat ass… perfect.
She locked eyes with mine, and I smirked, taking a sip of my drink before looking away. I watched her get up from where she sat. She sat next to me, her hands gently stroking my thigh.
“Soft fingers,” I whispered, and she smiled.
“Damn… he's so hot.”
“Want me for the night?” the blonde asked. My eyes stayed on her boobs for a while. Round… pointy nipples… almost like Haven's. Maybe I just needed to replace her to get my mind off her.
“Not bad,” I answered before cupping her boobs in my hand. She chuckled…. like an idiot. “I like your grip.”
I barely said anything. I pulled her closer, then slipped my hand into her top. Her nipples were huge. Just like I imagined. “Mind if I suck them here?” I asked, and she nodded.
“Anything for you, daddy.”
“Hmmm.”
I made her sit on my lap, facing me. She had a loose blouse, making it easy for me to have her boobs out. The sight of her nipples made my dick harder than it already was.
“Can I join in?” one of the girls asked. “I only destroy one bitch at a time,” I answered. Everything else they said was none of my business. I focused on the blonde…. I alternated from her boobs, sucking them like my life depended on it while my hands rested on her ass.
“Wait,” I ordered, catching my breath. I pushed her back to have a sip of my drink when I saw her.
Haven.
My heart hit my chest. The way her gaze burned with anger made my heart ache. To make things worse, there was another woman sitting over me, and she must have seen me sucking her boobs like an idiot.
I pushed the blonde off…. she rushed to cover herself…. “What's this?” she spat, irritated, but I didn't care.
I rushed after Haven, but she suddenly vanished into the crowd. I tried looking for her, but again she vanished.
Fuck you, Walter!
I found a place to sit, rubbing my head when I felt a hand on my shoulder.
I raised my head, and it was Harrington. “What are you doing here? Waiting for someone?” he asked, and I shook my head. “Nothing,” I answered.
“That's odd, but okay. I saw Haven on my way here though,” he said, and my eyes widened.
“Where, tell me!” I impatiently asked.
“Somewhere close to the pool. She looked like she was crying, and I tried talking to her, but she wouldn't listen. I insisted, then she stopped and agreed to talk, but then….. I felt kinda turned on by the way she stared at me, so I offered to hook up, but that bitch? She said no and walked away like I'd offered poison.”
Harrington laughed. He dared to laugh. He had the guts to laugh after trying to lay those stupid hands on Haven. Without letting a second pass, I threw a punch at his face, then another, and another.
His nose bled, and not until then did I feel satisfied. “I hope that lets you know. Haven's off-limits. I won't warn you again.”
I left.