Page 54 of Unexpected Love

“I don’t think so, sorry.”

“Well, that’s too bad. I do have one question, though. How does it feel to know that your ‘boyfriend’ has fucked every single woman here tonight? Joe is the ultimate player, and I’m thinking you must have some sort of magical pussy to get him to claim you.”

I’m mortified right now, and every instinct I have tells me to turn and walk away—from this place and from Joe. My eyes glance around, and I can’t help but wonder if it’s true. I knew he wasn’t innocent, but I also wasn’t expecting this. What the fuck do I do now?

I feel Joe walk up next to me, and I can’t stop it when he wraps his arm around my waist and I stiffen. He notices, because he looks between Chris and me. “What’s going on?”

I debate whether I should tell him or not, but Chris takes that decision from me. “Nothing, man. I was just telling her about how we used to fuck girls together all the time and I was hoping to get a taste of her magical pussy.”

“Are you fucking kidding me right now? Why would you say that to her?” Joe gets in his face. “What’s your fucking problem?” He leads me away from the asshole until we’re off to the side by ourselves.

“I’m really sorry about that. He’s drunk, and when he’s drunk, he runs his mouth. What else did he say to you?”

Should I really tell him? Yes, I’m not going to protect that creep. “Well, he thought you’d want to share me with him since you guys do it all the time. He also informed me that you’ve fucked every girl here. Oh, and also that my magical pussy must be how I got the ultimate player to claim me.”

He closes his eyes and tips his head back, but the one thing he doesn’t do is deny that he’s fucked every girl here. My stomach turns, and I’m not sure how to handle this. I’ve said it before—I know he’s not innocent, and I’m not either, but I didn’t realize the magnitude of his sexual history.

“I’m so fucking sorry. I should’ve warned you about him.”

I really want to leave, but I can’t do that—I can’t be that girl who gets upset and leaves. Do all of the girls here think I’m a joke because he was a player? Do they think he’s playing me?

“Is it true?”

“What?”

I don’t want to ask, but I need to know. “Did you sleep with all of the girls here?” He looks at me. I’m not sure what that look’s about, but I know the answer. Nausea fills my belly, and I’m not sure how to deal with this. “You did.” I nod my head. “I need to go use the bathroom.”

“Do you want me to go with?”

I shake my head. “I’ll be fine on my own.” I feel his eyes on me as I make my way inside. There’s a line for the bathroom. I pull out my phone and scroll through my pictures, stopping on a selfie I took of Joe and me laying on the bed. I’m smiling at the camera, and Joe’s kissing my forehead. That’s the Joe I’ve fallen in love with. Not the player that slept with apparently everyone.

“You’re here with Joe, right?” I turn, and a redhead is standing next to me in barely there shorts and a skimpy tank top with her boobs spilling out.

“Yes.”

She smiles at me. “If you’re down, I could join you guys tonight. I know he likes threeways, but I think it’s been awhile since he’s had one. I’m sure it’s just like riding a bike, right?”

“Um…I’m not really down for a threesome, but if you’re that interested in one, I’m sure the two of you could find a third, but it won’t be me.”

I step out of line, and as I walk away I hear her call out, “Your loss.” I make it outside and find Joe with Chris, and they’re surrounded by girls. A red haze fills my vision, but I don’t do what I really want, and that’s to rip the hair out of each of those slutty bimbos. Instead, I take a deep, calming breath and make my way toward them. Joe turns to me as I approach and moves closer.

“Are you okay?”

“Not really. I think I’m going to get an Uber and head back to your place. I’ve kind of lost the desire to party.” He wraps his hand around my bicep and leads me to the side of the house.

“You know I wasn’t innocent when we hooked up.”

“Yes, Joe, I realize that, but I also didn’t expect to have each and every conquest of yours thrown in my face. Since we’ve been here, I’ve been propositioned to have two separate threesomes with you and someone else. None of these girls will talk to me. Everyone is so young here I don’t fit in.”

I turn and start walking toward the front of the house. “Chloe, I’m sorry, okay? Chris is a dick sometimes, and I’m sorry. Yes, I slept around…a lot, but that doesn’t change who I am with you and what we have. I can’t change the past, but I’m not that guy anymore.”

Joe grabs my hand and leads me toward his car. We’re both silent on our way back to his apartment. I honestly don’t know what’s going to happen.

We reach his place, and he leads me to his door with a hand on my lower back. Once inside, I turn to look at him. “Maybe we’re just not meant to make it.” God, it hurts to even say it.

Joe moves toward me. “You don’t fucking mean that.”

“I don’t, but dammit, I’ve never felt so utterly out of place somewhere before. Those girls were all younger, with better bodies than mine.” He pisses me off by laughing at me. “What the fuck is so funny!”

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