Chapter 109


    Christian shows up first, followed by a timid looking Jenny who seems to appear rather closely to Nate.


    Gathering together in the street outside Arrick’s house. I notice Nate is being rather attentive to my girl


    and tries to take her hand as he catches up with her; she looks away, pulling away from him and slides


    an arm through mine in a coy move without catching his eye. I frown her way suspiciously and file it


    away to interrogate her as soon as I get her alone with Christian.


    I’m now standing away from Arrick, as soon as I saw them appearing I made him let go of me and


    moved to two feet apart, needing a space to see my friends and let them know what has happened. My


    texts outlined the briefest exnation only and I am so not ready to be identified as Arry’s new love


    interest just yet. I feel like they may judge me on my readiness to jump into a rtionship whenst


    night, I swore to never let him near me again.


    “Well hey, hey.” Christian grins swooning between us all and looking far too wide awake and morous


    while the rest of us are rough as hell. He winks at Arrick and gives him a coy shoulder nudge.


    “See you finally manned up.” He smiles at Arrick’s frown and waves jazz hands in the air between


    them. So unmanly it’s almost painful, but it makes me and Jenny giggle as Nathan also bursts into a


    grin. Seems he isn’t surprised to see us together and I catch the way he throws me a satisfied ‘know it


    all’ smirk.


    “I’m still in two minds about whether I should beat you or hug you.” Arrick tries for deadpan cool but


    Christian only gushes at Arrick’s sense of humor.


    “Both. I am so into that.” He giggles and winks his way, with a little twirl back to me and a butt wiggle.


    Arrick just shakes his head and sighs before breaking into a huge smile. Obviously feeling dumb that


    he never once clicked that Christian is very unmistakably gay.


    “I can’t believe I ever thought this guy was straight.” Heughs, and Nate throws him the ‘you’re


    obviously a moron’ look over everyone’s heads. I catch it and giggle a little harder. Arrick must have


    beenpletely blind to not pick up on it before, I mean Christian is currently sashaying around in a


    sparkly T-shirt with a huge rainbow heart on the front and wearing matching sneakers over ultra-skinny


    jeans. It’s not exactly inconspicuous.


    I turn away and give Jenny a little nudge, noticing the way her eyes follow Nate as he moves in to give


    Arrick the familiar ‘Bro’ handshake and shoulder bump, the two of themgging behind as we start


    walking towards the exit of the street. Christianes to my free side and loops my other arm, gaining


    distance on the two men behind us so he can cut in with a whisper. Like three witches from Hocus


    Pocus doing the crazy walk and huddled to gossip about men.


    “Did you two do the bed boogiest night? Notice you disappeared, along with our shameless hussy


    over there and the rather sexy Nathan.” He raises an rming eyebrow at Jenny whose face turns


    crimson. She literally recoils in mortification.


    “Shh!” Jenny scalds him, ncing back between us to check they aren’t listening, but the two of them


    are lost in conversation with equally serious expressions behind us and paying no attention to us. I


    nce back and catch Arrick smiling at something he is saying to Nate and that heart-swelling warmth


    hits me like it used to when I looked at him. I push it down, turning back to my friends, back to the very


    serious subject in hand.


    “Jenny, please tell me you didn’t hook up with Nate?” I giggle at her in both shock and a little disbelief,


    not sure if I am happy for her or not. Nate is such a womanizer and Jenny only just got dumped by her


    boyfriend of almost two years. I don’t even know if I am impressed or seriously wowed.


    “I got so drunk; I feel like such a slut. We somehow ended up making out in Arrick’s mom’s


    greenhouse, I don’t even remember how we got there.” Jenny’s turning beetroot and unable to look us


    in the eye, trying to keep her voice on the low. Christian grinning like a Cheshire cat, clearly proud of


    his ‘hussy’ girls and trying to coax the sordid details it out of her.


    “That’s my girl! Only way to get over a man is to have a new one under you and fuck your brains out.


    So, did he?” Christian winks dirtily and Jenny burns even redder, her face a picture of utter mortification


    and she res at him with an open mouth.


    “Be quiet! ... There definitely has to be something said for men who have been around a lot of women.”


    She smiles shyly. ncing back again quickly to see if they can hear us, and then at us. Blushing


    crazily and hitting the giggles; she looks so cute and girly right now and I realize it’s the first time I have


    ever seen her look this way.


    “Jenny. I’mpletely gobsmacked.” I smile, squeezing her arm and figuring that maybe she needed


    to do something this out of the norm to feel better; she doesn’t seem overly cut up about her ex anyway


    and there is no hint of guilt. I wonder if she really had been ready to end things with him after all.


    “He was sooo good. I thought I’d experienced orgasms before, but Oh, my God. I literally couldn’t walk


    after. He tookplete control of everything and did things I never imagined I would ever want. He


    makes me feel so crazily sexy.” She whispers then giggles at her revtion. I smile but then my heart


    plummets as reality catches up with me and the fact Jenny isn’t the type of girl to sleep around,


    especially not someone who gets into kinky aerobics in a greenhouse with a born womanizer. I don’t


    want to crush the ‘Christmas morning’ expression she has on her face, but I know I can’t let her go


    down this path to heartache.


    “You know that’s what he is though right? A guy who sleeps around a lot. That nothing wille from


    this except heartbreak if you want more.” I point out honestly, watching her face as she bites on her


    bottom lip, curbing the smile and taking on a serious expression as she regards me with a nod.


    “I know. I figured that out in the first five minutes of meeting him that he’s a major man whore. I knew


    what I was getting, and I think that’s why I went for it. He made me forget about everything and feel


    really good for one night. Made me realize how much better than Mark I can do. Mark is a selfish prick


    who only ever thinks about himself and never even gave me one orgasm in two years.” Jenny blurts out


    with a whoosh of relief, as though d to finally get it off her chest. Christian’s head almost snaps off in


    the way he turns to her with horrifying speed.


    “WHAT? Oh, my God … I would die! Pretty sure that borders on domestic abuse of some sort.”


    Christian exims loudly, his face aghast andughs when we both Shh him with little ps on his


    chest. Trying to muffle him down and both ncing back quickly and very obviously at the men walking


    behind. We’re both physically abusing Christian, there’s no doubt in my mind that they probably know


    we are talking about them.


    I nce back and catch Arry looking at me, while Nate has his head tilted in, saying something to him


    with a serious expression and only half keeping his attention. Arrick catches my eye and smiles at me


    immediately; that half-smile, soft dimpled one he gives when he’s feeling rxed and happy. Despite


    myself, I smile back, all tingly and warm, my face heating slightly, before turning back to my friends.


    “So, you two?” Jenny nudges me; my turn for the interrogation as she obviously caught that little


    moment between us and is now bringing the much quieter Christian’s attention to my face too.


    “He wants to try … a rtionship. I mean like a dating rtionship. We had sex, sort of, I was too


    drunk, and we ended up just sleeping together and kind of talked.” I evade the details of what really


    happened, I’ve never told them about my past abuse and I never will. Exining would be futile and I


    still do not want anyone else to know. I watch the ground as we walk in case my expression gives


    anything away.


    “He looks like a guy who is pretty smitten to be fair. Even when we got on the ne it wasn’t hard to


    see.” Jenny breaks in, looking thoughtful, slyly ncing back at the two men between our heads and


    locking eyes back on me.


    “I got that vibe from the restaurant too … See! Told you working the jealous angle would get to him.”


    Christian’s smug and I shake my head at him, not wanting to point out that if it weren’t for Christian,


    Arry would have swept me off my feet two months earlier and saved me a world of pain and anger for


    an extended period.


    ***


    We walk on towards town and the familiar sight of the little café turned bistro with its outside tables


    already upied. Morning walkers sitting with pancakes and sundaes, despite the colder tinge in the


    air. Arrick catches me from behind and separates me from my entourage when we part ways to single


    file into the door. Taking my hand and pulling me against him from behind so he can put his other hand


    on my hip, walking past the chrome tables and quaint umbres and inside to the shade of the shop. I


    notice Nate skirts by us and ends up directly behind Jenny, a hand on her lower back as he guides her


    towards tables behind Christian and she doesn’t remove it.


    “What’s the deal with him?” I nod towards his back with a questioning look, knowing fine well he is a


    ‘love them and leave them’ type and rarely gentlemanly with a girl after he has already banged her. By


    now he’s normally nking them, forgetting their name and eyeing up a new conquest. He’s acting


    completely out of character and it’s in weird.


    “Apparently, she blew his mindst night. Best sex he has ever had, and he is not ready to let that go.”


    Arrick frowns, shaking his head at his mates back with an air of disapproval. I guess, like me, he’s


    finding the sudden change a bit weird.


    “She’s juste out of a rtionship,st thing she needs is this.” I scowl towards them as they find a


    table and start sitting down. The three of them lookpletely at ease already, as though Nate has


    known them as long as I have.


    “Maybe it’s exactly what she needs, no strings attached sex with someone who will take her mind off it


    for a while. Sex can work miracles when both sides know that’s all it is.” Arrick shrugs my way and then


    pulls me over with the speed of light and deposits a kiss on my mouth followed by a cheeky smile. He’s


    getting bolder with throwing kisses my way and don’t mind this time, I’m sort of starting to like the fact


    he wants to kiss me anytime he sees fit.


    “And here you told me that sex was not that big a deal!” I murmur it softly, mostly to myself as my brain


    fades intost night, stupidly verbal. Swallowing that tiny hint of insecurity and a whole lot of self-doubt.


    “It’s not! Not when ites to us anyway. I told you … What we have is worth a thousand times more


    than sex.” Arrick squeezes me around the shoulders and kisses my temple gently, guiding me towards


    the booths.


    I dart a look back at him for a moment, curbing the urge to say anything else and let him push us to sit


    in the seats with our friends. Christian on one side of Jenny and Nate on the other as we slide in to face


    them, Arrick’s arm immediately slides along the back of the seat behind me so he’s caging me in and


    leaning my way. Picking up the menu he hands it to me first.


    ***


    “Since when did you start eating banana and blueberry waffles with pecan sauce?” Iugh, staring at


    the identical tes ced in front of us after we all finally ordered food. We’ve all been chatting idly,


    about the party, school, work and nothing in particr. It’s odd, for a group of people who were


    separate the day before, that we seem to all have gelled easily, even Christian is looking decidedly at


    home with two very macho men. Sprawled in the seats and eyeing up everyone’s food.


    I guess he gets the vibe from both that being gay is clearly fine. I knew it would be, Arrick has loads of


    friends who are gay, Nate’s little brother is gay, and both are pretty epting of most types of people,


    overall. I can’t stop myself ncing at Arrick and realizing how quickly and easily I am falling back into


    being used to hispany again. The initial confusion is draining away and I’m more rxed now that


    we are all sitting around with no pressure to be anything but sociable. He’s being him,ying off the


    romantics and the touchy-feely and being who he has always been. Rxed and chill in mypany


    and yet still cutely attentive.


    “You always seemed to love it, so I figured I would see what the fuss is about, besides, I am so


    hungover right now and this sounded better than a fry up.” He digs in, taking a mouthful and chewing it


    slowly as if to savor the taste before giving me an approving look and digging in for more. I shake my


    head and follow suit, trying not to moan with pleasure at the first bite of something I have craved since


    moving to New York. Literally, a taste sensation exploding in my mouth.


    “You have to admit, this is sooo good.” I gush between bites, pping Christian’s hand as his fork


    makes a dive at my food with a cheeky smile across the table.


    “You are ying with fire there, mate, she doesn’t share, only steals.” Arrick warns him with a smirk,


    winking my way and carrying on with his own food while I scowl at Christian’s hovering fork. I lean over


    my te with a cat-like motion and give him my best ‘I will maim you’ growl. Arrick sighs and pushes


    his te towards Chris.


    “Here, try mine … it will be less violent if you do.” He sits patiently while Christian takes a forkful and


    throws me a triumphant eyebrow raised ‘ha ha’ look. Smug that he got what he wanted after all and


    without physical harm.


    “I will stab you with my fork.” I warn him grouchily, meeting only smiles and winks before he blows me a


    kiss. I notice Jenny and Nate have gone off into quiet conversation again, heads ducked in as he says


    something that has her giggling. I frown across at him, wondering what his game is and mentally


    hoping to God she really does take this as a passing casual sex thing. She looks pretty this morning,


    carefree and less stressed and it’s the first time I’ve noticed that she seems more rxed than thest


    few months, I wonder how much of that has been Mark.


    “How do you put up with such a little brat like her?” Christian eye rolls at Arry, catching my frowny face


    as he meets my foot colliding with his shin under the table, giving off a womanly squeal as I scowl at


    him.


    “Learning how to avoid her violent triggers helps.” Arrick grins, lifting my hand from the table in his,


    bringing my fingers to his mouth softly, kissing them before letting me go. I have to admit the little


    stomach surge it gives me doesn’t go unnoticed. Christian immediately goes pie-eyed and practically


    starts salivating at this show of cuteness. I, however, ignore it, push down the butterflies and carry on


    eating.


    You don’t get to see me go mushy yet.


    “About that. Why is she such a demon at times? I mean, I have bruises in odd ces from this stroppy


    little mare when she throws one on me.” Christian sulks, I falter but shove more food in my mouth and


    try not to let my uneasiness on the topic show. I know I have always been aggressive; I can’t help it. My


    body reacts andshes out before my mind does. The therapist helped me get better, less vtile but I


    am aware that I have issues in that department and it’s not something I am proud of. It also doesn’t


    help that I grew up beside Le, and half my violent outbursts are thanks to her.


    “She’s fiery, passionate and a little hellcat at times; best things about her.” Arrick replies huskily.


    Locking one me intensely as he brings his gaze to mine,plete adoration evident all around and no


    hint of knowing anything about why I am the way I am, even though he knows. I blush under his intense


    stare and go back to eating, loving him for always keeping my secrets for me, even when surrounded


    by friends who might know. The one thing he has never done, even with Natasha, was tell anyone the


    things I trusted him with. My past is not something I want people to know.


    “Shut up and eat, you two are distracting me from the best waffles in the world.” I frown at them both,


    picking up my milkshake to start washing away the food, trying to show how ufortable I am with


    two pairs of adoring eyes aimed my way as they bond over their love of me. I never thought this would


    be a scenario I would be in the middle of. Especially not when we were on the ne two days ago.


    “I want yours.” Christian sulks, looking down at his standard pancakes and maple and eyeing mine up


    woefully.


    “I will hurt you.” I warn with lowered brows, leaning over my te with a poised fork in the stabbing


    motion, I catch Arrick smiling in the corner of my eye.


    “She will. I won’t help you either, I know what she can be like.” Heughs as Christian’s face drops


    more, his hand going to his brow dramatically.


    “Look, if you wanted same as me then you should have ordered the same as me. No one touches my


    food, not even him.” I thumb Arrick’s way, which is only met with a smug smile from him as I am clearly


    pointing out that he’s special to me.


    Stop grinning asshole. We all know it.


    “True story dude. I, on the other hand, have no choice but to let her eat my food, cos she’s equally


    scary about that, and my life is worth more than pancakes.” Arrick winks my way, giving Christian a


    mock look of sympathy.


    “Some best friend you turned out to be, even Jenny gives me hers.” He sulks a little, still adopting his


    drama queen pose of unfairness and getting lower in his seat as he slumps.


    “Ehh, I do not! A woman’s food is a sacred thing. Men have died for less.” Jenny leans forward eyeing


    him up with a deadpan expression, scarily serious too. Having to stretch past Nate to see him as he


    leans back and slides an arm casually around her back.


    “I agree. Never touch a girl’s food, it’s pretty much like fucking her mom.” Nate shrugs, and all eyes dart


    to him.


    “That’s not even aparison.” I point out, my brows almost touching my nose with the way his brain


    works and shaking my head at him. I catch Arry in the corner of my eye stifling augh at his best


    mate’s humor and elbow him in the ribs.


    “It kinda is.” Arrick agrees, and both men do that whole nodding at one another agreement facial


    expression and solidarity bullshit. A reminder of why this is his actual best friend, even if at times I


    sometimes do not get it at all.


    Arrick stretches his arms up and out before bringing them down, encircling my shoulder with one and


    squeezing me tight. Fly move for a yer and I sigh at his obviousness, yet leave his arm be. I’m


    starting to dete, tired as hell and my appetite has nosedived as the intense fatigue takes over. I push


    my te at Christian with a defeated pout.


    “Here, you can have them, I’m not hungry anymore.” I sigh and rest my elbows on the table with a


    complete exhale of exhaustion, sad that I did turn down my favorite thing to eat. Christian is delighted


    and dives straight in, pushing his te aside with relish like he just won the lottery.


    “You okay?” Arrick’s concerned tone in my ear has me turning to his worried expression and I nod. He


    knows I rarely turn down food, especially not favorite foods.


    “Hungover, feeling like hell and badly needing sleep. I think I’m going to go home and leave you all to it


    for a while.” I lift my shake and take onest mouthful before tapping his thigh gently to tell him to let


    me out of the booth, he slides out obediently, never taking his eyes from me and I catch the utter


    disappointment in his face.


    “You want me to call you in a bit?” He sounds wary, looks at me with an attempt of a smile but it doesn’t


    reach his eyes. I guess he hates the fact I’m leaving, and I hate the fact he hates it. Part of me wants


    the space, but a huge part of me wants him alone with me, but I don’t want to stay here, I really need to


    lie down.


    “You could alwayse too, you said you needed sleep.” I mutter softly, coyly and push past him to


    get out of the booth. I turn as I get free and notice he still has half a te of food left too. “It’s okay,


    maybe you coulde when you’re done eating.” I add hastily, nodding at his te and realizing how


    stupid I must look right now. How sad and clingy.


    “I’m done … I’ming now.” He doesn’t hesitate, doesn’t attempt to get back in the booth either, eyes


    fixed on me and then he turns to the others. Mind made up and maybe needing to be alone with me


    too. I know he probably isn’t done eating but I guess I should ept the fact that he meant every word


    about being with me and he is trying so hard to convince me.


    “Right guys … breakfast is on me and I guess we will both see you allter.” Arry raises brows at them


    with a smile, getting a round of grins in response from the best friends ever. He drops money on the


    table that covers the full breakfast and pushes Nate in the head who seems to have his eyes on


    Jenny’s cleavage.


    “Make sure everyone gets back, try not to lose them.” He smirks and Nate only grins right back.


    Content is ? by N?velDrama.Org.


    “Pretty sure I can manage that.”