AllFreeNovel
Share Us
"Let's get you home."
Chapter 6
"Whoever you are, I'm going to kill you for forgetting your key." I swing open the door of the apartment. The incessant knocking started just as I was getting into bed.
"Jessica." Nathan's hand is resting against the door frame, his dark hair falling casually onto his forehead. The jeans and sweater he's wearing don't match the seriousness of his expression.
"How do you know where I live?" I start to push the door shut without thinking. I don't want him here. It's taken every ounce of strength I have not to think about him constantly.
"Is he here?" He pushes past me into the dimly lit room. "Where is he?"
"Bryce?" I stare at him as he shuffles through the apartment, moving quickly from room-to-room. "Why do you want to talk to my roommate?"
"Not him." His gaze pierces through me. "That guy. Drew. Is he here?"
I pull on the sash of my robe to tighten it. "What?" Why is he asking me about Drew?
"He brought you here, didn't he? Where the fuck is he?"
"How do you know that?" I spit out. Drew dropped me off ten minutes ago.
"Did he leave, Jessica?" he says the words slowly as if I'm unable to comprehend them at a normal pace. "Is he coming back?"
I study his face. His eyes are dark and focused and his hair a mess. "Why are you here?" I demand. "What are you doing here?"
"Where's Drew?" he pulls on my arm so hard I wince.
"That's not your business." I'm so confused. I don't understand why he's here. Why is he asking about Drew?
"Like hell it's not. You were all over him at the bar."
His words barrel into me. At the bar. He saw me with Drew at the bar? "You were spying on me." My voice cracks with the realization.
"I was walking past and saw you through the window." His face flushes.
"No." I take a heavy step back wanting to distance myself. "You followed me."
"Don't flatter yourself." He pulls his hand through his hair, pushing it off his forehead. "I saw you through the window. You were unsteady on your feet so I wanted to make sure you got home safely."
"You watched me with him." I breathe sharply, suddenly feeling faint knowing that he saw me and Drew come into the building together. "You followed me here."
"Where is he?" He pushes again. "He didn't leave through the front door."
"He...he..." I stammer. "He went out the back exit. It's closer to the subway." I point meekly in the direction of the street.
"He's not coming back?" I can hear the relief skirting the edges of the words.
I shake my head.
"Promise me you're not going to sleep with him." His face is emotionless. "Tell me he's never going to have this mouth." His thumb traces a path across my bottom lip. "It's going to kill me if he does."
"You have to stop." I push his hand away. "You can't tell me what to do when you're sleeping with other women. It's not fair. You can't."
"Don't fuck him." His tone is pleading. He pulls me into his chest. "Promise me you won't and I'll give up everyone else."
***
"How many men have fucked this sweet body?" He pulls on my hair from behind, pushing his cock deeper into me. I push my head into the pillows on my bed wanting to skirt the question. I can't talk about other men when I'm so close to the edge of an orgasm.
