and taking care of me. But he also had baby mama drama with Andrea. And if she was still on his wall and in his phone, then he still had feelings for her. I was in the middle of a huge mess.
All I wanted to do was be alone, watch sappy movies, and eat whatever I wanted. I headed back downstairs and threw away the crackers and cheese since they had been sitting out for a while. I heated up some leftover pizza, grabbed my wine, and settled on the couch with Netflix and my phone.
I saw the light blinking on the phone, so I entered my code and saw that I had three text messages. They were all from Austin. The guilt started to creep in as I opened the first one.
Hey pretty lady. I hope your day is going well. Thinking of you.
That one was sweet.
Did I tire you out? Maybe you’re asleep. I hope your dreaming of me. I can’t get you out of my head darlin .
That one was even better. He couldn’t get me out of his head.
Hi Jamie. Either you’re sleeping, you’re busy, or you’re ignoring me. I hope it’s not the last one. I had so much fun with you last night. I want to see you tomorrow. Let me know beautiful.
He was thinking of me all day while I was having crazy good sex with the ex who had broken my heart. I wasn’t in a relationship with Austin, but I still felt guilty for jumping into bed with Mason just a few hours after I left his bed. Even though seeing Mason had been great, I wasn’t sure that I was ready to give up on Austin. After all, Austin had not let me down, but Mason had. Big time.
I sent a text back to Austin.
I was a little busy and you tired me out. Sitting in my bathrobe eating ice cream and drinking wine. I would love to see you tomorrow. Thinking of you, too.
About a minute later, my phone beeped again.
Your bathrobe, huh? I’ll feed you ice cream as I take your bathrobe off of you. That picture in my head has me nice and happy. As for tomorrow, I’ll pick you up at 11:00. Can’t wait to see your pretty face.
Just thinking about him taking off my bathrobe and licking the cold ice cream off my body had me squirming, but I knew I needed to cool it after all the sex I had in the last 24 hours. Why did he have to be so gorgeous and charming? And why did I meet him one day before Mason decided to come back?
I’ll be ready and waiting. Oh, and the naked ice cream party…I’m in. See you tomorrow, gorgeous. I’ll be naked in bed thinking of you…
He got right back to that one.
Not fair, baby! I might have to take care of business on my own! See you in the morning. Sweet dreams.
I sat and thought about him taking care of his business and was immediately aroused. I must have been turning into a horny 18-year-old-girl in my old age. I never seemed to be able to get enough sex. I brought the image of Austin naked into my head, and it was all too quickly blurred by a picture of Mason. I had no idea what to do.
I sat there for another two hours feeling sorry for myself and watching ridiculously sad movies. I went through two pints of ice cream and a bottle of wine. I also cried through an entire box of tissues. I finally forced myself off the couch and went upstairs to bed.
Seeing the bed didn’t help the situation. It was still a mess from my romp with Mason. I could still smell him in the room. I brushed my teeth and washed my face and crawled into bed. I let his smell surround me and let my mind take me back to a time when we were happy.
I remembered the day I found out I was pregnant. I was terrified to tell him since I had been on birth control. I waited a few
All I wanted to do was be alone, watch sappy movies, and eat whatever I wanted. I headed back downstairs and threw away the crackers and cheese since they had been sitting out for a while. I heated up some leftover pizza, grabbed my wine, and settled on the couch with Netflix and my phone.
I saw the light blinking on the phone, so I entered my code and saw that I had three text messages. They were all from Austin. The guilt started to creep in as I opened the first one.
Hey pretty lady. I hope your day is going well. Thinking of you.
That one was sweet.
Did I tire you out? Maybe you’re asleep. I hope your dreaming of me. I can’t get you out of my head darlin .
That one was even better. He couldn’t get me out of his head.
Hi Jamie. Either you’re sleeping, you’re busy, or you’re ignoring me. I hope it’s not the last one. I had so much fun with you last night. I want to see you tomorrow. Let me know beautiful.
He was thinking of me all day while I was having crazy good sex with the ex who had broken my heart. I wasn’t in a relationship with Austin, but I still felt guilty for jumping into bed with Mason just a few hours after I left his bed. Even though seeing Mason had been great, I wasn’t sure that I was ready to give up on Austin. After all, Austin had not let me down, but Mason had. Big time.
I sent a text back to Austin.
I was a little busy and you tired me out. Sitting in my bathrobe eating ice cream and drinking wine. I would love to see you tomorrow. Thinking of you, too.
About a minute later, my phone beeped again.
Your bathrobe, huh? I’ll feed you ice cream as I take your bathrobe off of you. That picture in my head has me nice and happy. As for tomorrow, I’ll pick you up at 11:00. Can’t wait to see your pretty face.
Just thinking about him taking off my bathrobe and licking the cold ice cream off my body had me squirming, but I knew I needed to cool it after all the sex I had in the last 24 hours. Why did he have to be so gorgeous and charming? And why did I meet him one day before Mason decided to come back?
I’ll be ready and waiting. Oh, and the naked ice cream party…I’m in. See you tomorrow, gorgeous. I’ll be naked in bed thinking of you…
He got right back to that one.
Not fair, baby! I might have to take care of business on my own! See you in the morning. Sweet dreams.
I sat and thought about him taking care of his business and was immediately aroused. I must have been turning into a horny 18-year-old-girl in my old age. I never seemed to be able to get enough sex. I brought the image of Austin naked into my head, and it was all too quickly blurred by a picture of Mason. I had no idea what to do.
I sat there for another two hours feeling sorry for myself and watching ridiculously sad movies. I went through two pints of ice cream and a bottle of wine. I also cried through an entire box of tissues. I finally forced myself off the couch and went upstairs to bed.
Seeing the bed didn’t help the situation. It was still a mess from my romp with Mason. I could still smell him in the room. I brushed my teeth and washed my face and crawled into bed. I let his smell surround me and let my mind take me back to a time when we were happy.
I remembered the day I found out I was pregnant. I was terrified to tell him since I had been on birth control. I waited a few
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