Page 31 of Thick & Thin

“Jenny, as much as I would like to keep going, it’s wrong. You’re drunk. I’m not going to take advantage of you that way.”

Her shoulders dropped, and I saw the moment her lust cleared, and the drunken anger stepped in.

“You’re serious?”

I licked my lips, tasting her, and nodded. “Yeah.”

“You’ve fucked everything with two legs and a pussy in this town, but me you say no to?”

Shit.

First, I hadn’t slept with that many girls.

Secondly, she was too drunk to make sense of this.

“It’s not like that, Jen.”

She crossed her arms and looked away. “It’s whatever. Blame it on the alcohol, right?”

She was pretending I hadn’t hurt her feelings, but I’d known Jenny long enough to know the look in her eyes was one of heartbreak. I was doing the right thing. I was sure of it, but I felt like shit.

“Do you want me to take you home?”

I hoped she would say yes. She’d had enough to drink, and I wanted nothing more than to take her home and get her to bed.

That was a lie. There was something I wanted more, but that would have to wait until the right time. It wasn’t right time.

“Yeah. Fine. Let’s go.”

She reached down and snatched her underwear from the floor. I turned my head as she quickly dressed herself. Then she stepped around me and left the room. I followed her, saying goodbye to our friends as we passed. Everyone eyed us, obviously feeling the tension between us.

Once we were in my truck, she stuck to the side and stared out the window as if I weren’t even in the truck with her. I didn’t speak to her. I knew better than to push her buttons when she was pissed. Instead, I rested my arm on the steering wheel and drove us across town and to her place.

When we pulled into her driveway, she wasted no time opening the door and jumped down from the truck.

“See ya,” she muttered.

“I’ll text you tomorrow,” I called out.

She nodded, stumbling away from my truck. She threw her hand up and waved bye before she disappeared into her house. I waited until I saw her bedroom light turn on and then turn off before I drove away.

As I drove home, I prayed things would be okay when the sun came up.

9

Jenny

I never had to pretend with Josh.It was the greatest thing about our friendship, yet that was exactly what I was doing.

Pretending.

I was acting as if our kiss hadn’t happened. Like he hadn’t fingered me. Like it wasn’t one of the most intense and best things I had ever experienced. Sure, he had done a lot of things with a lot of girls, but it was different for me. I didn’t go around dropping my panties for anyone. The alcohol had given me balls, but the fact was, I’d wanted that kiss. I had wanted his hands in my panties.

Touching me.

Getting me off.

And then, I wanted more.

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