Total pages in book: 163
Estimated words: 164828 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 824(@200wpm)___ 659(@250wpm)___ 549(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 164828 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 824(@200wpm)___ 659(@250wpm)___ 549(@300wpm)
“Stephanie,” I reply flatly. “You told me you liked Stephanie.”
“And you were jealous.” He smiles as he pokes me in the ribs. I twist my lips. “Maybe a little.”
“Anyway, the next week I was well on my way to insanity. I was watching porn all night, every night at my house, unable to touch you. We were fighting, and I was watching these tutorials on the female body that had me so fucking horny.” I stare at him, deadpan. Do I really want to hear this? “Careful,” I warn.
He bites his bottom lip to hide his smile. “In a moment of weakness, I decided I was going to a strip club to jerk off to a woman. To test the waters, so to speak.”
I inhale deeply with a roll of my eyes.
“They offered me a pick-me-up.”
“Cocaine?”
“I snorted so much of that fucking shit it was a joke.” He pauses. “I was seriously good to go. Like, nearly out of control. I knew I couldn’t go home to you like that, and I didn’t want to be with a prostitute.”
“You called Stephanie.”
“Yes.”
“What did you say?”
“It doesn’t matter what I said.”
“I need to know.”
He stares at me as if doing an internal risk assessment on how much to actually tell me.
“All of it,” I snap. “I want to hear it all.”
“No.”
“I mean, if you want me to forget this, Nathan, so we can move on, you need to just spit it out.”
“I said something along the lines of that I had a hard cock that needed to be taken care of,” he blurts out in a rush.
I clench my jaw as my anger rises. “Classy.”
He raises his eyebrows. “You asked.”
“What then?”
“I got a cab to her house and I stumbled through the door. We kissed once and fell onto the couch, and she dropped to her knees.” He says it in a rush as if hoping I won’t hear what he’s saying.
I stare at him as I imagine the scenario he’s explaining.
“Halfway through it, I wanted to stop.”
“But you didn’t.”
“No, I…” His voice trails off, not wanting to elaborate. It obviously felt too good and his body wouldn’t let him stop. Fucking asshole.
“What then?”
He exhales heavily. “I came, she swallowed, and then I zipped my jeans up and wanted to get the hell out of there.” He throws his hands up in disgust. “There were no feelings, no sweet tender moments. It was a clinical procedure.”
I clench my jaw as I feel the adrenaline pump through my veins. “What did she say?”
“She wanted sex. When I declined, she got angry.”
I narrow my eyes as I see the movie playing out in my head.
“We had a fight and I took off.”
“She wanted sex?”
“Yes.”
“What did you fight about?”
“Just what I said. She started abusing me because I didn’t want to fuck her. It was appalling, Eliza. I’m mortified I even went there. What was I thinking? I walked about five kilometers down the road until finally a cab pulled up.”
“Then what?”
“I texted her to apologize the next day when I woke up.”
“Have you messaged or called each other since?”
“No, and you can check my phone. I swear to you that since that day it has been completely platonic. I told her that I’m with you, and she hasn’t brought it up. When I talk to her now, it’s like it never happened. Sometimes I wonder if it actually did.”
“Nathan.” I exhale heavily. “You really piss me off, you know that?”
“I do.”
“And I’d really like to punch you in the face for being such a fucking douchebag.”
“I know.”
“And if I see you laughing and talking to her again, I’m going to go postal.”
“Deal.” He smiles as he watches me as if sensing that he somehow talked himself out of this mess.
I get out of bed.
“Where are you going?” he asks.
“I need to sulk on this for at least two more hours,” I mutter dryly. “You’re not out of the dog house yet. Don’t dare come near me.”
“Okay.” He smiles as he leans up onto his elbow. “Then can you come back to bed so we can make up?”
I smirk, annoyed that he’s almost talked me around so quickly. “I’ll think about it.”
I walk into the bathroom. “I would suggest that you start watching those tutorials right now!” I call. “You better be fucking good in bed today. I want at least ten orgasms to make up for you being such an asshole.” I hear him chuckle. “Okay, I’m on it boss. I’ll give you fifteen.”
* * *
Nathan drives past the drop off bay at the airport. “What are you doing?” I ask.
“Parking the car.”
“You don’t need to come in.”
His eyes flicker to me in annoyance. “I’m coming in, Eliza.”
I roll my eyes.
“I’m just seeing my girlfriend off. There’s nothing wrong with that, is there?” He grips the steering wheel with two hands. “It’s what a caring supporting boyfriend would do.”