AllFreeNovel
Share Us
I peek my head up and stare at her. Fuck, what’s the date? The fifteenth…middle of the month.Dammit.
“Oh shit, your period started today, didn’t it?”
“Yep,” she replies with a grimace.
“How are you feeling?”
“Okay so far, but I know in a few hours, I’ll feel like chewed-up gum on the highway.”
“What do you need? Want me to get you some tea or soup or something?”
She cuddles against my lap. “No. But do you mind if I skip the club tonight? I think I’d rather spend the evening with Netflix and pizza.”
“Of course, baby.” I kiss her neck again, inhaling the familiar scent of her strawberry shampoo. Period sex doesn’t bother me, but Isabel gets pretty sick on the first day of her cycle. So for one day a month, I am her humble servant.
Okay, let’s be real. Every day of the month, I’m her humble servant, but more so between the fifteenth and the twentieth.
“What were you thinking about when I walked in? You looked like you have a lot on your mind.”
I let out a heavy sigh. I want there to never be any secrets between me and Isabel. If she’s going to be mad that I kissed someone else, I’d rather take her anger than keep it from her. So, I just let it out.
“I have to tell you something.”
She tenses, staring at me as she waits. So I don’t waste time and just come out with it. “I kissed Drake last night.”
She bolts up and stares at me with wide eyes. “What? When?”
“Around three in the morning, I think.” I’m wearing a grimace as I wait for her reaction.
“Can I ask why?”
“…an experiment,” I reply slowly.
“And how did that experiment go?” Her tone lingers on each word as if she’s being careful with them. It’s not anger in her voice but curiosity.
My head falls back, hitting the headboard. “I don’t know. I honestly don’t.”
“Okay, back up. What were you two doing before the kiss?”
“Just sitting in the kitchen talking. About what happened last night. He was all worried that he overstepped when he touched me during sex.”
“But you touched him, too,” she replies.
Oh, she noticed that? I wasn’t quite sure. It was all in the heat of the moment.
I don’t respond; I simply shrug.
“So, you told him it was okay…that he touched you during sex?”
“Yeah, I did, but he didn’t believe me. So I proved it.”
“By kissing him.”
“Yep.”
She doesn’t say anything for a moment, only chews the inside of her lip as she scrutinizes me.
“You’re not mad?”
