Wrecked (Clayton Falls) - By Alyssa Rose Ivy Page 0,20
high school is good in bed, I also want to know everything about you finally ending your two year sex drought.”
“It turns out there isn’t something wrong with me.”
“Wait. Did you? You finally had one, didn’t you?”
“Maybe.” I was glad no one was in the car to see my smile.
“Oh my god. Oh my god. Maybe all of those rumors about Jake were true.”
“What rumors?”
“His sexual prowess was pretty legendary.”
“Oh. That’s a buzz kill.”
“What?”
“Hearing about his reputation.” Obviously I knew he had experience, and I wasn’t a virgin, but I still didn’t want to think about it.
“It was high school, Em. You’re the one he was using it on last night. The real question is whether you’re going to let him do it again?”
“Maybe.”
“Why don’t you sound happier? Did I really just ruin it for you?”
“No, it’s fine. It’s just, what happens when I tell him about Noah?”
She didn’t say anything for a minute. “I don’t know. But you can’t assume it will be bad.”
“Well, it was worth it either way.”
“That’s good to hear. Life’s about taking chances. You took a chance and had a good time. If you get something more, it’s just icing on the cake.”
“You’re right.”
“Of course I am. Now I need to hit the gym. Call me later?”
“I will.” I hung up and pulled into my parking spot. As much as I wanted to push away the negative thoughts, I couldn’t this time. But at least I’d have the memories.
Chapter Ten
Jake
I rolled over, ready to pull Emily back into my arms. Instead of the beautiful girl I expected, all I found was an empty bed. I felt the anger before I even processed it was happening. She wasn’t the first girl to slip out on me, but she wasn’t just some girl. She was Emily. And that hadn’t just been random hook up sex. It was something more, whether she knew it or not.
Before I could get too mad, I saw the piece of paper on my bed stand. I assumed it would just be a thank you for a good night kind of thing, but it was so much better. I won’t question your stamina again. I laughed after reading it aloud. If it were possible, I’d finally met a girl with the same sense of humor as me.
I glanced at the clock. It was seven a.m. I picked up my phone and texted her. You haven’t seen anything yet.
I held my phone, hoping for an answer, but I eventually gave up. I didn’t let it worry me. Her note let me know she was coming back. That was enough of a start.
I jumped in the shower and got ready for work. Although my dad threatened to make me go in with him at the crack of dawn, he didn’t care as long as I got there by eight. I made it down to the marina by a quarter to eight, and poured myself a cup of coffee before heading out to work on a Grady White that had been giving us trouble. I’d been taking over a majority of the annoying maintenance work since Ben started working on fishing tours. Strategically, it was a really smart move for him. Clayton Falls got its share of tourists, and we even pulled in some of the Wilmington visitors, but it just meant more menial crap for me. That day, the work didn’t bother me as much as usual. It was hard to be in a bad mood after the night I’d had. Even the humidity couldn’t remove my grin. It was hot for so early in the morning, but that happened in North Carolina in August. I pulled off my t-shirt, already sweating after only a half hour outside.
“What’s up with you?” Ben dropped in just as I’d finished fixing the engine. He always did have impeccable timing when it came to avoiding things he didn’t want to do.
“What do you mean?”
“You just look different.”
“Different?”
“Yeah. I’d say you looked drunk, but you’re not that dumb. Dad would kill you.”
“I’m not drunk. I haven’t touched a drop.”
“Then who’s the girl?”
I smiled. “That’s your next assumption?”
“There’s no other explanation.”
“Emily.”
“Emily? Why does that name sound familiar?”
I grabbed a towel and wiped off my hands. “It was the name of one of the nurses at the hospital.”
He grinned. “You’re doing your nurse?”
“She’s not my nurse anymore.”
“Only you, man. Only you could get a girl when you were barely conscious.”
“Yeah, I’ve got the touch.” I laughed it off, but I didn’t