Cockpit by Joanna Blake

Author:Joanna Blake [Blake, Joanna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B01J7BCKUU
Published: 2016-07-26T23:00:00+00:00

Frannie

"I want to fuck you."

I was in a daze as I lay on the bed. He wanted to fuck. Yes. That seemed like a good idea.

A very, very good idea.

"Yes."

"Let me get a condom. Don't move."

He got up from the bed, kissing my neck.

I resisted the urge to reach out and drag him back to bed with me.

His phone dinged where it lay on the floor. It must have fallen out of his jeans.

I didn't mean to look. I didn't even touch the phone. But the message he'd gotten was clear as day. It was a picture. It was just there for half a second but that was all it took.

Shannon.

The blond from the track.

And she was naked.

I felt like a bucket of cold water had been dumped all over me.

I felt nauseous suddenly. If he wasn't involved with her how would she have his number? Why would she send him a picture like that?

I knew suddenly I'd been played for a fool.

Maybe this was all a joke.

It was too perfect.

He was too perfect.

I was going to wake up one day and everyone would be laughing at me.

Jace walked back in, his hands already undoing his pants. I grabbed a pillow, holding it in front of me.

"I think you should leave."

"What?"

"I want you to go. Now."

He was pretty obviously not expecting that. No, he was expecting to fuck the fat chick. Get off. Make fun of her.

Well, I wasn't having it.

"Frannie..."

I stood up, walking around him. I gave him a wide berth. He still reached out for me but I ran away.

I ran all the way into the bathroom and locked the door.

He was standing outside the door in a second.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine. But I want you to leave."

"What the fuck, Frannie? Did I do something wrong?"

I didn't say anything. I could feel tears clogging the back of my throat. I knew if I spoke he would hear it in my voice.

I turned the shower on so he wouldn't hear it when I started to cry.

"Frannie.. Let me in."

"No."

I heard him curse. It sounded like he punched something. The wall maybe.

Then I heard him walk away.

The front door opened and closed.

I waited twenty minutes to make sure he was really gone.

Then I locked the door. I stumbled into my bedroom and curled up into a ball, crying.

I did the only thing I could do.

I called Nev.

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