21. Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty
Laura
I walk inside my house with Natalie right behind me, and I breathe a sigh of relief. We just finished trying on bridesmaid dresses for Nat, and the women at the bridal shop kept giving us strange looks.
I get it. Everyone in town, and the next four over, know Allie Bennett is back. And because of that, they expect my wedding to Jax to be cancelled, and he may think it is. For now. But I know Allie won't give him what he's used to, and while he believes he wants to be with her, he'll come to realize she's not what he needs.
Since Jax can't seem to come to his senses on his own, I decide to make it my mission to remind him that Allie isn't who he wants. And the best way to do that is to continue with my plan to make Allie not want him. It'll be difficult, but I just need to plant the seeds of doubt, and she'll be out of there faster than he can blink. My conversation with her a few days ago told me it’s very possible, and that was the moment I knew not to cancel the wedding. Because it’s still going to happen. Once Allie rejects him, I want to be ready to take him back and get him down that aisle .
"Was it just me, or were the shop workers looking at us weird?" Natalie asks.
"It wasn't just you. But they were looking at me. Everyone knows about Allie. They probably think I'm delusional," I say and pull out my laptop.
I’d gotten notifications there was activity on the camera I put in Jax’s room for the past few days, but I’ve been spending time with Natalie. I wanted to give my full attention to the only real friend I have.
I select the play back option on the video of the day I was at the house, and I stare horrified as I see Jax stripping Allie naked as he stands in only his work polo.
"What's wrong?" Natalie asks.
"I did this," I gasp as I watch him enter Allie. "I made a stupid comment about them not having sex, and now they're having sex."
She walks around to look over my shoulder and gasps. "You put a camera in their room?"
"No, I put a camera in Jax's room."
"Are you serious?"
I glare at her. "How else was I supposed to keep an eye on him? God, this is the first time. Every other time they've been in bed together, he only kissed her, got hard, and left the room. What the hell is this?"
"A terribly angled video?" She deadpans. "All you see is ass."
"It was the only place I could put it where they wouldn't notice it. Seriously, what the fuck is this? Missionary? Jax doesn't like missionary."
We both watch as she begs him, and he comes with her. "Seems like he liked it."
"He didn't use a condom!" I shout and stand.
"What's she doing?" Natalie asks .
Allie stands up from the bed and runs into the bathroom. "I have no idea. He came inside her."
"Maybe she's on birth control."
"After seven years of being held captive in a basement, she came out and decided, 'hey, birth control sounds like a solid idea in case I screw the guy I don't remember'? Get real."
She shrugs and sits down. "Maybe they already decided they want to have kids even if she doesn't remember."
"She's been home a month!" I shout. "You know how many times he entered me without protection? One. And he didn't even let either of us finish. What the fuck is so damn special about her?"
"She's crying," Natalie says and points to the computer screen.
Leaning down, I watch over her shoulder as Jax lays them down in the bed and pulls the blanket up over them. Listening to her talk about how she wants to remember makes me want to puke. Especially when she suggests they have sex a thousand times in case it brings back her memory.
"He's mine!" I scream at the screen. "Mine! You won't have him long enough to fuck him a thousand times!"
"Laura, calm down."
"Calm down? She's fucking my man!"
Natalie holds her hands up in surrender as I watch him take her again, this time a little less vanilla. "Okay."
"She can't keep him satisfied for long," I say. "This isn't what he's into. He's into rough stuff. Bondage. Tying me up and fucking me hard. Stretching my ass. She can't give him that. She couldn't give him that when they were together. I know they didn't do it, and I bet he just hasn't realized how much better it was with me than it is with her. He'd had so much time with only her that he forgot there's other stuff out there."
"Maybe."
"Plus!" I shout. "Plus, she cried! Who does that?"
"Her?" Natalie offers with a shrug.
Rubbing my temples with my fingers, I let out a sigh. "Who the hell cries after sex? It was obviously good. Boring as hell, but she cried out like he pushed the right buttons."
"It was basically her first time. She doesn't remember any other time. She’s just lucky she didn’t have to relive the pain of losing her virginity again. God, that hurt.”
I just shake my head. I remember my first time. Before I got my boob job, I couldn't pay a man in town to strip me naked. I had to wait until I turned twenty-one when I could afford the operation, and then I lost my virginity to some drunken jerk. It didn't hurt like everyone always said it would. Not like Natalie who lost hers when she was far too young. Carried on an affair with the guy for two years, although I don't know who it was. She said it was a way to get something she needed, but I think she’s ashamed of whoever it was.
"Did you come every time you had sex with Jax?" Natalie asks.
I blink at her. "What?"
Risking a glance at the screen, I notice Jax is now down between her legs, making her cry out as her body shakes. He slides back up and enters her. Again, without a condom.
"I'm just wondering because you two never seemed to have sex this long. Or immediately again afterwards. At least, not that you told me."
"I came most of the time, but if I didn’t, he’d help me along with his hand. We never had sex more than once in a day. He did manually get me off twice before we had anal for the first time. "
"How often did you do it?"
Shrugging, I act like I don't remember, but I do. Three. He only did it three times, and all three times, I suggested it. I thought maybe he was just too shy to ask for it, but maybe he wasn't as into it as most guys are.
Jax flips Allie over so she's on top, and we both watch her ride him. The look on his face makes my stomach ache. He looks happy. He never looked that happy when we were together. No matter what I did, he never looked like this. I tried. I tried everything. Seeing them like this makes me think maybe there's no point in pursuing him. Maybe I should just give up.
No! You will not give up, Laura Naomi Dawson. That is your man, and you will get him back. You just have to stick to the plan.
"Can I close this now?" Natalie asks. "I feel like a Peeping Tom."
“No, I need to see if there’s more,” I say, taking the seat as she stands.
I click through the videos, and aside from the times after coitus they sleep, everything is sex. Multiple times and multiple ways.
Slamming the laptop shut, I shake. "Yeah, you’re right. I don't need to see or hear any more."
"Drink?"
"Please," I say as Natalie goes to the liquor cabinet. "Strong and keep them coming."