Page 18 of The Wrong Side Of Us

Unable to hide the smile on my face, I closed my eyes, reveling in the soft words he whispered only for my ears.

Words I was sure if his parents heard they would faint.

The chirpy voice I learned to dislike in just a short amount of time broke the moment. “Sorry to interrupt,” Jesse’s voice came from behind us.

I rolled my eyes, but Nathan didn’t turn around. He couldn’t because of the bulge in his pants.

“Yeah?” Nathan said, clearing his throat, as if that would make the bulge disappear. I pressed back against him, and his grip on my waist tightened as we turned around together, with me in front of him so his friend Jesse dearest wouldn’t see what was happening.

Jesse tilted her head to the side in question at the smug smile on my face. “I’m heading out. Just wanted to let you know.”

I pushed back against Nathan, and he tensed. “Okay, Jesse. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“Everything okay?” Jesse asked with narrowed eyes.

“Just fine,” Nathan replied. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“See you, Jessica,” I said with a smile.

“Good night.” Jesse turned around and walked away, but I didn’t miss the glance she threw back at us. Something in her eyes I recognized then, though I couldn’t quite place it right that moment.

“You tease. If we weren’t staying at my parents’ tonight, I’d teach you a lesson.”

“I can be quiet,” I whispered.

Ready for the challenge, Nathan’s voice echoed through the gallery. “All right, family, time to go!”

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I tried desperately to sleep that night, and though Nathan was next to me, I found it impossible. There was a familiarity in Jesse, and my mind struggled to place her, only for a little bit. Soon, I started making memory of her, of the time in which Nathan broke up with me unexpectedly.

The night we’d had sex in that bar.

A woman had been flirting with him. A woman with red hair.

My eyes flew open.

Naked and sore, I gasped for air and stared up at the ceiling.

Suddenly, everything began to make sense. I turned around, taking in Nathan’s peaceful expression as he laid next to me. And as much as I loved him, all I felt was anger.

“You bastard,” I shrieked, shoving him with my hand.

Startled, Nathan’s eyes opened as I straddled him on the bed, my naked body on top of his. “What the—”

“Jessica is the woman at the club, isn’t she?”

Nathan gave me a confused look before picking up his phone and checking the time.

“It’s barely 2 a.m., baby. Are you sure we can’t do this in a few hours?” he asked, rubbing his eyes.

“No,” I hissed. “You didn’t think to tell me that your business partner is not only a woman, but the woman who came onto you the day we fucked in a club?”

Nathan pressed his lips together. At first, I thought it was out of anger, but when I took his image in, I realized he was suppressing his laughter.

“What the hell is so funny?” I shoved his chest, and Nathan shook his head, groaning softly when I shifted on top of him.

I was arguing with him and the man had a boner.

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