10. Brad
What the fuck just happened? My girlfriend left me, leaving me shocked and speechless. I’ve never met Christina before a month ago, and Nola thinks I slept with her? I stood in front of the restaurant and watched Nola drive away from me. I frowned, my heart shattering as the woman I love left me. I headed home, so confused by this situation. I was lost in my thoughts, replaying tonight in my head as I drove home. Thinking of how to prove it wasn’t me that had a one-night stand with Christina. Then I remembered Nola calling me Robert . I know who it was. I definitely knew that fucking bastard was the one who slept with her sister.
I dialed the number to Robert, hoping he’d pick up.
“Hey, Brad,” Robert greeted.
“Hey, Rob, sorry to call you so late.”
“All good, I was still awake. What’s going on?” he asked.
“Well, I wanted to ask you if you had a one-night stand with a woman named Christina.” I went straight to the point.
He chuckled. “This is a random question.”
“I need to know. It’s important,” I pressed.
“Hmm…I’m sorry, I don’t remember a Christina,” Robert said.
I sighed. “It would have been about a year ago.”
“Hmm,” he hummed. “If I see this woman, I may be able to give you a better answer. Why do you want to know so bad?” he asked.
“So, I’ve been seeing this amazing woman, Nola, and she thinks I slept with her sister, Christina. Christina told her that I was her one-night stand and told Nola about the tiger tattoo on my arm—the same one you have,” I told him.
“Oh, well, maybe I did, then. But I don’t remember a woman by that name?—”
“You’re always hooking up with women, I’m sure most of them you don’t remember,” I teased, chuckling.
“You know I’m not ready to settle down.” Robert laughed.
“I am. I think I’m falling in love with Nola and want to fix this.”
“I’ll help you out, man. How about if you get Nola and her sister together and I’ll meet you all? Maybe that will help,” he suggested.
“That’s not a bad idea. I’ll get back to you. Thanks, man,” I said.
“Anytime. I’ll talk to you soon,” he said, then we ended the call.
I called Nola, but it went straight to voicemail.
“Hi, Nola, it’s Brad. I know you wanted space, but I really need to talk to you. Please call me back.”
I knew that I wouldn’t be able to get a hold of Nola tonight, but I’ll try again tomorrow and the next until I could finally connect with her.
These past few days have been hell for me. I haven’t seen or spoken with Nola since that night at Rogue Bar and Lounge. I’ve sent her texts and called her, but she’s not responding to me. I’m not going to stop trying. I need to get my sweet girl back to me.
brAD
Hi, Nola, please call or text me back. I miss you and want to fix this. I can prove to you that it wasn’t me who hooked up with Christina.
brAD
I need you, princess. I’m never going to stop trying until you come back to me. Please call me.
I let out a loud sigh, running my hands through my hair. Then a chime sounded from my phone. I quickly glanced down at the screen. It was Nola.
NOLA
Hi, Brad. How can you prove that it wasn’t you with my sister?
I’m so happy that she is finally reaching out to me. Without hesitation, I responded back within seconds with a huge smile across my face.
brAD
I’ll show you. Can you meet me at Rogue Bar and Lounge in 30 minutes and ask Christina to meet us there, too?
NOLA
Okay. I’ll see you soon.
I couldn’t wait to see her. I needed her. She makes me feel whole. I needed her to heal my broken soul. I missed her smile, her laugh, her touch, and the way she made my stomach flutter with butterflies. I texted Robert to meet us at the restaurant, too. Hopefully, Nola will believe me after this.
I arrived at the restaurant and found Nola right away. I could spot her in any crowd. Our eyes locked, a small smile tipped on her lips. I wanted to run to her and pull her into my arms, but I knew that I needed to take things slow. I didn’t want to make her upset until things got cleared up.
“Hi, Nola,” I greeted her.
“Hi, Brad,” she said hesitantly.
“You look beautiful,” I complimented, watching her cheeks turn pink, adorably. There’s my sweet girl.
“Thank you…” she said, still weary. “You look good.” Her eyes met mine, the dark chocolate hues sparkling.
I stepped closer and she didn’t move. I took that as a good sign. Before I could say anything, Christina and Dylan approached us. I didn’t think Dylan would be joining us, but he’d find out Christina’s secret at some point.
“Hey, Ate Christina and Kuya Dylan, thanks for coming,” Nola greeted them.
“Hi,” I said.
Dylan shook my hand. “Hey, Brad. Good to see you again.”
“Hi,” Christina said, but couldn’t look me.
We stood there, an awkward silence between us.
“So what are we doing here?” Christina asked.
I opened my mouth, then heard my name come from behind.
“Brad,” Robert said.
I turned around, giving him a bro hug.
“Robert, thanks for meeting us here,” I said.
“Of course, man,” he told me.
We turned to the other three people and their eyes widened.
“Robert, this is Nola, her sister Christina, and Christina’s husband, Dylan. Everyone, this is my twin brother, Robert.” Everyone looked between Robert and I.
“You told me you had a younger brother, but didn’t say it was a twin brother,” Nola said, a hint of amusement in her eyes.
“He is younger…by five minutes.” I chuckled. “I didn’t want to say anything about having a twin. I wanted you to meet him and see if you could tell the difference between us.”
Nola gave me a warm smile, relief washed over her body.
Robert leaned into me. “That’s her,” he whispered.
Christina couldn’t stop staring at Robert, eyes wide.
“What’s going on, Christina?” Dylan asked. “Why are you staring at Brad’s brother?”
All eyes were on Christina. “Can I tell you when we get home?” she asked.
“No, tell me why we’re all here,” Dylan said, sternly.
Nola gave a look to Christina, one that suggested for her sister to confess what happened between her and Robert.
Christina looked down, shame in her expression. “I had a one-night stand with Robert a month before we got married.”
Dylan clenched his jaw, his face turning red as he glared at her. “What the fuck?!”
“I’m sorry. We were drunk and I?—”
“I can’t fucking believe this,” Dylan sneered. “You cheated on me before we got married. What the actual fuck.”
Christina grabbed onto Dylan’s arm. “I’m sorry?—”
Dylan jerked his arm away. “I can’t talk to you right now,” Dylan interrupted, glaring at Robert then Christina before hurriedly walking away.
Christina ran after him, as fast as her pregnant body could move, tears running down her face.
All three of us watching them leave until Nora redirected her attention.
“Wow,” Nola said, gazing between me and my twin brother. “This is crazy. I can’t believe what just happened.”
“I’m sorry if this put you in an awkward situation with your sister, Nola,” Robert told her.
“Did you know my sister was engaged when you met her?” Nola asked Robert.
He shook his head. “No, and if I did, I wouldn’t have hooked up with her.”
Nola nodded. “I appreciate you helping Brad out and coming here. It was nice meeting you, considering the circumstances.” She gave Robert a lopsided smile.
Robert chuckled. “It’s really nice to meet you, too, Nola. Maybe we can all hang out soon.”
Her lips tugged to a gentle smile. “That sounds good.”
“By the way, you got a good guy here,” Robert said, slapping my shoulder. “I’ll see you both around.” Then he walked away, leaving Nola and I alone.
Turning my body, I faced Nola, our bodies at arm’s length. She tilted her head up, our gaze meeting, her eyes searching mine. I wanted to wrap her in my arms, but was reluctant to make any move. I wasn’t sure how Nola felt about me.
“Hi,” she said, a small smile touched her lips.
“Hi,” I responded.
“I’m sorry that I pushed you away and didn’t want to listen to you,” she told me, frowning.
“Don’t be sorry. I get it. You were put in a tough situation and didn’t know what to think.”
She took a step forward, closing the distance between us, then held my hands, her touch sending a surge of electricity up my arm.
“How do you feel about the situation now with Christina?” I asked, my brows knitted.
“I don’t feel sorry for her. I’ve been in her shadow for so long and everyone in my family thought she was perfect, but look what happened.” Nola shrugged. “It’s going to take me some time to trust her. I don’t know what to believe anymore.”
“I understand.” I lifted my hand and pushed a loose strand of hair behind her ear. “How do you feel about me…about us?”
“I’m lucky to have you,” she started. “Even when I didn’t believe you, you did all this for me…to show me that you were telling the truth.”
“I didn’t want to lose you, princess. As soon as you mentioned that Christina thought my name was Robert, I knew my twin had something to do with that situation, and I needed to find a way to prove that to you,” I explained.
“Thank you, Brad.” She snaked her arms around my waist, her head resting on my chest. I wound my arms around her, embracing her, not wanting to let her go.
“I missed you so much,” I told her, burying my nose in her hair, taking in her sweet scent.
“I missed you, too,” she said.
I leaned in, pressing my lips on hers in a passionate kiss, a surge of electric energy buzzed through my nerves. I slowly pulled away, soft panting left our lips.
“How about we get out of here? Did you want to go to my place?” I asked her.
A mischievous grin appeared across her face as she nodded.
It didn’t take long for us to get back to my place and rip each other’s clothes off. Four days felt like four months away from one another. We didn’t make it to my room. I reached around her, cupping and squeezing her ass cheeks, then lifted her up. She wrapped her legs around my waist and I carried her to the living room, sitting on the couch.
Nola straddled me, my cock settled between her folds, her eyes locking with mine. Her chocolate brown eyes darkened, hazed with desire. She lifted on her knees, stroked my cock with her hands, then lined my cock at her entrance. She lowered, my cock sliding in her pussy in with one long stroke. She wanted to skip the foreplay as much as I did.
She rocked her hips, grinding on me, her hands holding onto my shoulders. My hands gripped her waist, moving her up and down my throbbing length until she bottomed out.
“Fuck, it feels so good,” she moaned.
I placed kisses down the curve of her neck, sucking on the skin where her shoulder and neck met. I was marking her as mine, showing every man out there she was off-limits. I wasn’t going to lose her again.
My hips met hers at every thrust, pounding her deeper, both of us chasing our orgasms. I couldn’t hold on much longer, but I needed her to come first. My fingers lowered to her clit, rubbing tight circles to get her off. She closed her eyes and threw her head back, sticking her chest out. My mouth captured one of her tits, my tongue lapping around her nipple before I sucked on it. I moved onto her other breast, giving it the same attention.
“I’m coming,” she whimpered, her pussy clenching around my cock. Her body stiffened then shook when wave after wave of her orgasm ripped through her.
Her pussy had my cock in a vice grip. I grunted, thrusting at piston speed, ready to explode inside her. I pumped into her once, twice, then slammed into her one last time, spilling my hot cum inside her.
“Milk my cock, baby,” I groaned, panting. Her pussy was still tight around my cock, my body shuddering as I emptied out.
I placed my forehead on hers, sweat glistening on our bodies, trying to catch our breaths. I slowly pulled back, staring into her eyes. Then I pushed a loose strand of her long, black hair behind her ear. I cupped my hand on her cheek, and she nuzzled into my hand.
“Nola, I know we haven’t known each other long, but the feelings I have for you are real. I want to be with you and only you. I love you,” I confessed.
She gazed at me, searching my eyes, not saying a word. I worried that confessing my love was way too soon. I didn’t want to scare her away. That was the last thing I wanted to do. Her eyes sparkled, adoration in them.
“I love you, too, Brad,” she admitted, smiling.
The corners of my mouth pulled back to a wide smile, then I leaned forward crushing my lips with hers. This holidate was the best thing that’s ever happened in my life. Who would have thought that being in a fake relationship would lead me to finding the love of my life? I found the woman of my dreams and will do everything I can to make her happy every single day of our lives.