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Authors: Bonnie Dee
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He didn’t even know what it would be other than I’m sorry yet again.
Josh’s eyes went wide. “You did! You fucked her. Jesus Christ!”
Brianne came up beside Josh. “It was my choice. I wanted to be with him. There was no ‘fucking’ of anybody unless it was him by me, so stop acting as if I’m some kind of toy he took away from you.”
Josh stared back and forth between them for several seconds. “Screw this!” He stalked to his car and got in, slamming the door a couple of times. The engine roared, and the car peeled out of the driveway, leaving black tire tracks on the white cement.
Brianne watched him drive away before turning to Eric. “Don’t! Stop looking like a kicked puppy. Josh will get over this. You know he can’t stay mad at you—or me either. Just give him some time to cool down.”
“What we did was wrong, Brianne.” His legs felt like they might collapse beneath him. “You trying to put a spin on it doesn’t change that. We cheated.”
She rubbed the furrow between her brows and sighed. “I didn’t mean to make such a mess. I didn’t really let myself think at all. It’s like when I’m power shopping. I see what I want and I get it. Nothing stands in my way. Not price, or other shoppers, or some snippy salesgirl telling me she can only get the dress in tangerine when I want curry yellow.” She gave him a rueful smile. “I’m selfish like that.”
It was hard not to be a tiny bit happy she’d desired him so single-mindedly. But awareness of the ruin of his friendship with Josh washed over him again, erasing any joy. Added to that was the fact he and Brianne were through. That passionate kiss had truly been their last. Indulging in farewell sex would only make everything worse. Brianne was leaving. He was staying. And if they were very lucky, each of them might find some way to patch things up with Josh before the last days of summer were over.
Eric looked down into her dark chocolate eyes. “Thanks. I know what we did was wrong, but it was also really good. So thanks, for this summer. I’ll never forget it.”
He turned to walk to his truck and she didn’t try to stop him. But she called after him. “It’s not over, Eric. We need a little time to think, but all of us care for each other too much to let our friendship end like this.”
Chapter Five
Within a week, Eric was ready to shoot himself. The mind-numbing labor of his dead-end job, the fact Josh wouldn’t return his calls or texts, and that it took every ounce of his will not to try to talk to Brianne, all combined to throw him in the deepest funk. And he deserved it, every bit of it, for what he’d done.
He started smoking a lot of dope with Carl and his friends, Rob and Maurice. At least it passed the time in the evenings. Eric could float away into a laid-back fog of not caring so much. One night, when he realized he was sitting around the living room in his underwear, sucking on Carl’s bong and actually finding Rob’s lame jokes funny, he knew he’d hit rock bottom.
That night he dreamed he was stuck in a block of cement that was slowly hardening around him. The more he tried to move, the faster it solidified. Across a vast, empty parking lot he saw the small figures of Josh and Brianne waving to him as they walked away.
When he woke, he was sweating and trembling. He lit a joint to calm down. It didn’t take a genius to figure out the obvious symbolism. Only a few more days before Josh left for New York. Not long after, Brianne would be gone, too. What about Eric? What would he be doing next week? The week after that? Next month? Next year? And why was he such a fucking sad sack that he couldn’t seem to do anything to improve his situation? Was this some genetic flaw he’d received from his mysterious father?
Eric’s eyes stung and not from the smoke. He dug the heels of his hands viciously into his eyes sockets. Brianne was right. He was a crybaby. He had to either change his life or
Josh’s eyes went wide. “You did! You fucked her. Jesus Christ!”
Brianne came up beside Josh. “It was my choice. I wanted to be with him. There was no ‘fucking’ of anybody unless it was him by me, so stop acting as if I’m some kind of toy he took away from you.”
Josh stared back and forth between them for several seconds. “Screw this!” He stalked to his car and got in, slamming the door a couple of times. The engine roared, and the car peeled out of the driveway, leaving black tire tracks on the white cement.
Brianne watched him drive away before turning to Eric. “Don’t! Stop looking like a kicked puppy. Josh will get over this. You know he can’t stay mad at you—or me either. Just give him some time to cool down.”
“What we did was wrong, Brianne.” His legs felt like they might collapse beneath him. “You trying to put a spin on it doesn’t change that. We cheated.”
She rubbed the furrow between her brows and sighed. “I didn’t mean to make such a mess. I didn’t really let myself think at all. It’s like when I’m power shopping. I see what I want and I get it. Nothing stands in my way. Not price, or other shoppers, or some snippy salesgirl telling me she can only get the dress in tangerine when I want curry yellow.” She gave him a rueful smile. “I’m selfish like that.”
It was hard not to be a tiny bit happy she’d desired him so single-mindedly. But awareness of the ruin of his friendship with Josh washed over him again, erasing any joy. Added to that was the fact he and Brianne were through. That passionate kiss had truly been their last. Indulging in farewell sex would only make everything worse. Brianne was leaving. He was staying. And if they were very lucky, each of them might find some way to patch things up with Josh before the last days of summer were over.
Eric looked down into her dark chocolate eyes. “Thanks. I know what we did was wrong, but it was also really good. So thanks, for this summer. I’ll never forget it.”
He turned to walk to his truck and she didn’t try to stop him. But she called after him. “It’s not over, Eric. We need a little time to think, but all of us care for each other too much to let our friendship end like this.”
Chapter Five
Within a week, Eric was ready to shoot himself. The mind-numbing labor of his dead-end job, the fact Josh wouldn’t return his calls or texts, and that it took every ounce of his will not to try to talk to Brianne, all combined to throw him in the deepest funk. And he deserved it, every bit of it, for what he’d done.
He started smoking a lot of dope with Carl and his friends, Rob and Maurice. At least it passed the time in the evenings. Eric could float away into a laid-back fog of not caring so much. One night, when he realized he was sitting around the living room in his underwear, sucking on Carl’s bong and actually finding Rob’s lame jokes funny, he knew he’d hit rock bottom.
That night he dreamed he was stuck in a block of cement that was slowly hardening around him. The more he tried to move, the faster it solidified. Across a vast, empty parking lot he saw the small figures of Josh and Brianne waving to him as they walked away.
When he woke, he was sweating and trembling. He lit a joint to calm down. It didn’t take a genius to figure out the obvious symbolism. Only a few more days before Josh left for New York. Not long after, Brianne would be gone, too. What about Eric? What would he be doing next week? The week after that? Next month? Next year? And why was he such a fucking sad sack that he couldn’t seem to do anything to improve his situation? Was this some genetic flaw he’d received from his mysterious father?
Eric’s eyes stung and not from the smoke. He dug the heels of his hands viciously into his eyes sockets. Brianne was right. He was a crybaby. He had to either change his life or
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