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A slow smile begins to spread as blood trickles from the side of his mouth. I struggle to break his hold, but it's no use. He's almost half a foot shorter than me, but broad as a barn. He has muscles on top of muscles. "Yeah. But I couldn't help myself. It's not like you were screwing her anyway."
My body stills, giving away the fact that I was in fact having sex with Piper. That he interrupted us in the act. He ruined the moment.
That's why I punched him.
I'd do it again if I could get my wrists free of his damn grip.
"Shit. Maybe I should be sorry. I didn't think you'd get that far." Releasing me, he stands and offers me his hand. Once I'm standing, he continues. "If I'd known, I never would have knocked. Swear. You know that's not my style."
"But you did."
"I assumed nothing was happening."
"What do you normally do when you have a girl sleep over? Read each other books?"
"First, I don't have girls sleep over. Second, Piper is not any girl, and you know that. Third, yes, I would read her a book if she asked me to, so no judgment. Have you ever read some of those romance novels that are all the rage? Talk about steamy. And the things described... So much fun to try."
All I can do is shake my head and walk away. My best friend is an idiot. Apparently he’s tried a few things I didn't know about. Since he doesn't talk about the women in his life, and never brings them back here, I wouldn't know if this happened five years ago or five hours ago.
"Don't go. I have questions," he calls after me, but I can hear the laughter in his voice.
He doesn't want to know anything about what happened. He just wants to make fun of me.
"Congrats by the way. I knew you could do it. Way to get your girl!"
I slam my door before he can say more.
Leaning back against the cool wood, I breathe in deep. My room still smells like Piper. And sex.
Mainly sex.
But her sunshine is still here.
Walking over to my bed, I pick up the pillow she used last night, until she decided to use me as her pillow, off the floor and bring it to my nose, inhaling deeply. My cock twitches as I'm engulfed by her sweet, flowery scent.
Smiling to myself, I straighten up my bed, the entire time replaying the events of this morning over and over again in my head. From waking up with her in my arms to kissing her goodbye only an hour ago. Every sweet moment. Every sensual touch.
And my favorite of all of them…
Was the feel of her wrapped around me. Half on top of me. Her legs entwined with mine.
Before anything happened between us.
I have a feeling it'll be my favorite memory of us for the rest of my life. Because it was the first time. There will be a second, third, hopefully a tenth, and so on. But there will never be another first.
I'm just finishing picking up my room and gathering my laundry when my phone rings, causing my heart to pick up the pace. Frantically pulling it from my pocket as it rings a second time, I'm disappointed when I find my mother’s name on my caller ID.
"Hey, Mom."
"JJ. How are you this afternoon?"
You know how a mother seems to always know everything. And even before they say a word about it, their voice takes on this special sound. A knowing tone. Like they're smiling on the inside because they know something, and you don't have a clue that they know.
It's the same sound you'll hear from Max when he plays poker. His voice hitches up a notch, giving away his appreciation of the cards he was dealt. It's why he's such a shitty poker player. His face can remain stoic as ever, but his voice gives him away.
My mom is taking that tone with me right now.
"Fine, Mom. How are you?"
