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I help her out of the car and walk her close to my front to disguise my erection as we head up the path to her front door. As soon as we are inside and shut away from the outside world, I yank at her dress and strip her. Her hands are as rushed asmine, and as soon as we are free of clothes, I lift her, position myself and drive deep, holding her locked between the door and my angry hips.
“Oh god.” She blinks, moaning when I slide out, swivel and pump back in. Yes. I need this to clear my fucking head. I scrunch my eyes and plough in, letting her warmth hold me deep. A blonde-haired woman moans in my mind. I open my eyes to relieve myself of the image, but it’s still Holly I see. Holly with her slim body and perfect pussy. I hammer away, kissing her like crazy, maddened by my hatred at her for being back and desperate to fuck it all away. Forget it ever happened. I pretend I'm back in my youth, ten years before, and I somehow gained the attention of the most gorgeous girl in Richmond. She was nothing like the superficial girls that circled our group, nothing like the girls I had dated, and everything I didn't know I needed to feel like I was living my best life. I fuck her into the door, groaning loudly and touching her everywhere.
I miss you.I want to shout at her, to demand why she left me.
“Cam, oh god, now, Cam!” Nadine screams, and I stagger back in shock seeing her crumple and whimper through her solitary climax. I lost my mind to a fantasy. I hate to admit it, but I have been fucking Holly in my mind all these years, and I hoped Nadine would be the one to crush the habit. I jolt into action and sink back in.
“Ride me.” I twist and take us to the floor and let her work me to climax. Holly springs to my mind, and I shake my head and blink. Anything to interrupt my mind's betrayal.
We lie exhausted on the floor. Nadine hums and rolls, panting across my chest. “Remind me to thank Dan,” she whispers.
I laugh and rub her back. “Yeah, I will after I left hook him.” I frown and cover my eyes with my arm.
“Is it that bad?”
“We’ll work it out. I'm starving, shall we order lunch?” I'm keen to change the subject. I have no doubt I am justified in how I feel about Dan and Holly. He should have been upfront with me. Finding Holly at his place blindsided me, but I know Nadine won’t side with me. She will question why I'm bothered and overthink it. There is only so much drama I can deal with and my own is enough. At my angriest, I wanted to shake Holly and demand to know why she had come home. It’s useless. She's back. I'm still stuck here, reliving the past and unless one of us moves, we need to accept we are back in each other's lives. Plus, I have Nadine, and Holly has that wormy looking fucker. It’s done. I need to work through my emotions because for the first time in a long time, I’m feeling a lot and all at once. I probably need a break. To get away for a few days.
Bollocks, I need to speak with Dan.
Three days later,I turn up at Dan’s first thing to collect Grace. I’ve got some work I need to do, but the rest of the day is ours, and if Dan has got his shit together and sorted the paperwork for riding, we can enjoy that too. I knock on the door and wait, not sure how else to play this. Dan and I hardly ever row. He’s my closest friend, my brother. I'm not letting Holly or my emotions jeopardise that. The door swings open, and Dan pulls back. “Why the fuck are you knocking? Just come in.” He scoffs. I'm forgiven then.
Grace bounds through to the entryway. “Uncle Cam!”
“Hey, baby cakes.” I scoop her up and carry her through to the kitchen on my forearm.
“She’s got to finish her breakfast,” my friend tells me. I drop Grace back in her chair as Dan comes over and kisses her hair.
“Dan, abou?—”
“It’s done.” He slaps my back, and I let out a deep sigh. “You and I need to chat, though. Cole and Brant are coming over later to watch the game. You up for it?”
“Yeah, I’ll grab some bits.”
“No need, catch you later. Bye, Grace, love you.”
“Bye, Daddy!” I watch my friend walk away and take a seat opposite my favourite girl. I call her that too.
“I thought Nadine was your favourite?” She purses her lips.
“Nope, you first.” I wink. “That cereal looks good. I'm gonna grab some.” I collect a bowl and some cereal, but I choose yoghurt and not milk. I select a few berries and load my bowl up; I'm two mouthfuls in when Dan calls me.
“Riding at four at Jessops,” he tells me.
“You did that on purpose,” I accuse.
“You're less likely to have a hissy fit in front of Grace.” He laughs down the line. “If it’s an issue, Beau’s mum can take her,” Dan throws at me casually.
“We’re not using her name now?”
“Not until you and I get to the bottom of this.”
“When did we get married?” I chortle.
“Cam, you're struggling. It killed me last time seeing you like that. We’re not letting you get to that again.”
“I'm not!”
“Good, Jessops at four.” He disconnects the call, leaving me to churn over my thoughts. Like always, Dan has left me a bag for Grace, not that it matters. I have a key, so if we need anything, we usually whip back. For the last three years, Grace and I have developed a routine. She knows I might do some work in the morning, usually with one eye in the back of my head for her and the rest of the day is for her. Every other day, I do a fullday, if not longer, but I give Grace the time because she deserves the damn world. She helps me lock up, then we walk to my car. “What’s in this bag?” I lift the small gym holdall.
