Chapter 9 Vanna
NINE
VANNA
Holy shit! Holy fucking shit!
That was not supposed to happen but leave it up to my judgement drowned in alcohol to call the shots.
I won’t deny how stupid I was to allow him to get as far as kissing me, let alone tongue fucking my pussy.
And I refuse to think about how his cock rammed into me as if I owed him that much.
Don’t get me wrong, I would’ve killed to feel him inside of me, but the recent orgasm had sobered me up a bit and I’ll be damned if I let a man fuck me raw without a clean bill of health.
Although now that I think about it, he was still inside of me. Does the five second rule still count here? If that’s the case, then maybe I’ll be fine. Still calls for a visit to the clinic.
Two days and Stone is already a huge pain in my ass… and a blessing on my pussy.
But that’s over. Never happening again.
Ever!
After a long, hot shower, I crawl into bed and check my phone one last time.
Hunter
Vanna, we need to talk. You can’t keep avoiding me forever. Just give me one more chance?
I begin to reply but think better of it. Nothing good comes from drunk texting your ex. Especially when said ex is delusional and doesn’t know how to take no for an answer.
I plant my phone face down on my nightstand and kill the lamp light. Before long, I’m out.
The next morning, I wake to music blaring downstairs. My eyes peel open one by one and then shut again, unprepared for another day with Stone. I release a cathartic yawn as I stretch, then check the time.
Eleven.
I slept half a day.
Tossing off the sheets, I trudge over to my bathroom to relieve myself, brush my teeth, and wash my face.
I don’t bother changing because I refuse to try to impress Lover Boy, but when I get down there, I realize it’s not just him.
“Hey sleepyhead.” Daphne teases. “It looks like your Tinder hook up went well.”
I scoff at the memory of suits- I mean Luke- and how startled he was when Stone interrupted. “It would’ve been great... if this caveman didn’t come barging in and scare him away.”
Jace and Daphne both look over to the man in question. He only smirks, then shrugs.
“What?”
Daphne rolls her eyes, “I’m sorry, babe. I know how much you were looking forward to that date.”
She slips off her stool next to Jace, standing to pull me into a hug.
“It’s fine. Besides, if Stone hadn’t run him off, Hunter would have.” I tell her.
“Oh boy, now what?” Daphne eyes me concerned.
Stone tilts his head sideways at me, contemplating something. Though he seems to keep it all to himself. Without a word, he turns around and flips the bacon he’s cooking.
“He's just relentless, that’s all.”
“That he is.” She murmurs.
Jace sits behind her and pulls her into him.
“I can probably talk some sense into him, if you need.” Stone offers.
I snort, “You’ve done enough, Lover Boy.”
Daphne’s blond brows raise at me questioningly.
“Lover boy?”
Stone drops the last piece of bacon on a plate lined with paper towel then spins around to face the three of us.
“Cute right? I think it’s fitting.” Then has the fucking audacity to wink at me.
Despite my best efforts to control my heart rate, I can still feel heat beneath my cheeks.
“Okay, you’re being weird. What’s up?” Jace presses.
“Who, me?” The blond adonis pretends to look baffled, tongs still in his hand.
“Dude.”
His gaze finds mine, and there’s a silent conversation we hold in this stare. One that says - let’s not fucking tell them.
So, we don’t.
“I was just fucking with her, It’s fun.” He shrugs.
I’m grateful he got the message because I am not ready to talk about what happened last night. If I’m being honest, I’d prefer to never think about it again. Except, whenever I look at his mouth, my insides twist.
“And he’ll pay for it.” I promise.
He smirks as he loads up four plates and hands them out, taking the open seat to the right of me. His thigh brushes against mine, and I swear he does it on purpose. I steal a glance at him just to find him staring at me. Like really staring and it’s freaking me out.
“You can stop looking at me.” I mumble before turning my back to him.
Instead, I face Daphne on my left and tell her about the text from Hunter last night.
“So, what are you going to do?” She asks.
“I don’t know. I need dick and he’s a willing participant. I also know he won’t go running at the sight of this asshole.” I jerk my thumb behind me at Stone.
I can feel his warmth as he leans down next to my ear. “Challenge accepted.”
My mouth pinches, words completely evading me as I stare into Daphne’s suspicious gaze. She’s watching him watch me now and I can already sense the questions to come.
“Okay.” She says before continuing. “Are you sure that’s a good idea? Going back to your ex? You remember what he did to you, right?” She whispered the last question as if the guys weren’t right next to us.
“Yeah, Daph. I remember. I'm not saying I'm going to marry the guy, just use him. It’s all he’s good for anyway. It’s easier than dating right now.”
“This sounds like a terrible idea.”
I sigh, “I don’t see any willing candidates lined up and the one that did, left without even letting me explain our situation.” I motioned between Stone and me.
She rolls her eyes. “You’re a big girl and can make your own choices, but if I had a vote, I’d say pass.”
“What did this guy do to you anyway?” Stone cuts in.
“He cheated, like a million times.”
“Three times.” I throw a death glare at Jace.
“It was more than zero is all I’m saying.” He mumbles.
“I'm with Daphne. Sounds like a bad plan.” Stone agrees.
“Great. Well, thanks for breakfast and the intervention, but I need another shower.” I throw a pointed glance at Stone then rinse my dishes and head upstairs.
Shortly after, I hear the click of my door open and shut. Daphne saunters into the bathroom as I step into the tub, covering myself with lavender scented bubbles.
“Is it just me or is there some serious tension going on between you and Stone?”
“It’s just you.”
“Come on, Van. Talk to me.” She pleads, sitting on the closed toilet. “I know you weren’t thrilled with him moving in, but it seems like he’s at least enjoying himself here.”
I snort because yeah, he is.
“It’s only been two days. We’re in the weird transition period. I’ll give you more tea in another week or two.”
“Fine. Do me a favor though? Think extra hard about Hunter.”
I sink lower into the water until my mouth is under and nod.
“K. Love you.” She stands to kiss my forehead.
“You’re leaving?”
“Yeah, Jace and I were going to browse some baby shops, but we can get together tonight if you want?”
As I stare at my best friend, I begin to wonder if this is what it will be like from now on. Will I always come second, third after the baby is born? Will Daphne eventually forget all about me as I live my life here?
“Sure. Yeah.”
I watch her leave before I shut my eyes and soak. My mind reels with thoughts of Hunter. A part of me misses him. He was everything for five years, until he broke me to pieces.
The guy took my virginity. That isn’t just nothing. I loved him at one point and sometimes that’s hard to forget. I still hate him for everything he’s done, but I can’t help missing what we had.