Chapter 4
Jenna
“Ilove this song!” Misha yells so I can hear her above the cover band, which is playing a Foo Fighters song.
We’re sitting at a table, waiting for Joe and Isaac to return from the bar. They went to get drinks for the four of us. Misha and I bought the first round, but they insisted on buying the second.
Who knew this was how my day would turn out?
It started as any other Saturday, until Misha came home with news that we had new neighbors.
Shocked doesn’t begin to describe how I felt when I realized Isaac is the guy I’ve wondered about for the past two years, and the fact that we’re getting along so well and having a great time together only makes me feel hopeful.
Hopeful for what, exactly? I’m not sure. Another amazing night of sex with him? The start of a friendship? A relationship? It’s too soon to tell where things will go, but one thing’s for sure—I’m strongly attracted to him, and I think he feels the same toward me.
“Here we are,” Isaac says as they return to our table with our drinks.
We sip our drinks and listen to the band. It’s too loud to talk to each other. Once the song is over, though, the lead singer announces that they’re taking a short break.
“They’re good,” Joe says. “I love the Foo Fighters, and they sound a lot like them.”
“I saw the Foo Fighters in concert once,” Misha says. “It was a great show!”
“I saw them, too! Did you go to their concert at Providence Park last summer?” Joe asks.
Misha nods. “I did! You were there, too?”
As the two of them continue talking about the concert, Isaac asks, “Did you go to the concert with her?”
“No,” I say, scrunching my nose. “I was supposed to, but I came down with the flu, so I missed it.”
“Oh, that’s brutal,” Isaac replies. “But you’re not the only one who missed it. I didn’t go either.”
“No? Why not?” I ask.
“I had to go to Seattle that weekend for a family reunion,” he says.
“Oh! Are you from Seattle?” I ask, realizing we never did talk about where we’re from. I grew up in Ridgefield, and Misha grew up in Camas, so it didn’t even occur to me that maybe he or Joe weren’t originally from the area.
“Yeah, I grew up south of the city in Kent. Have you heard of it?”
“I have,” I reply. “My aunt and uncle actually live there!”
“No way,” he says, surprised.
I’m surprised, too.
“Yeah, they live closer to Auburn, though. In fact, my cousins went to Auburn High. Where did you go?”
His eyes widen. “Shut up!” He laughs. “Who are your cousins? I went to Auburn, too!”
No way this is happening. What are the chances?
“Um, well, my cousins are twins. Do you know Theresa and Toby West?”
Isaac leans back in his chair and looks at me in astonishment. “Are you kidding me? We went to school together since kindergarten. Toby is one of my best friends back home!”
My mouth drops open. Instantly, I reach for my phone. I have to text my cousins and let them know.
“What is it?” Misha asks, realizing Isaac and I are excited about something.
“I’m friends with her cousins!” Isaac says. “Isn’t that crazy?”
“Wow, what a small world,” Joe replies.
“What other weird coincidences are you two going to have?” Misha asks, waggling her eyebrows.
Theresa responds to my text right away.
OMG! Tell Isaac I said hello!!
“Theresa says hello,” I tell him with a chuckle.
Isaac leans in closer. “This is quite a coincidence,” he says, his lips curling upward into a sexy smile. “I’m sure glad we moved in next door to you.”
Setting my phone down, I smile back at him. “I am, too.”
A couple of hours later, we’re piling into an Uber to go home. Joe sits in the front seat, and I sit in the middle between Misha and Isaac. We’ve all got a good buzz going, although none of us is too drunk. It was definitely a good idea to take an Uber tonight, though. None of us should be driving.
And I don’t mind being squished in the middle, either. I have to admit, I’m sitting closer to Isaac than I am to Misha, and I like having an excuse to touch him. Even if it is totally innocent and I’m keeping my hands to myself, it feels good to be so close to his body.
“That was fun,” Misha says. “We should do this again sometime!”
“For sure.” Joe turns around, and I notice he winks at her. Maybe something is going on between the two of them?
“I’d like that, too,” Isaac says. Then, to my surprise, his hand lands on my knee.
I look at him and smile. He wants to touch me, too.
The four of us are quiet for the rest of the short ride home.
The smell of Isaac’s cologne is like an aphrodisiac, and his hand on my knee makes me wish he could touch other parts of me.
I wonder if we’re just going to say goodbye to the guys when we get back to our apartments, or if we’ll hang out more?
It might be late, but I wouldn’t mind spending more time with Isaac.
I want him.
I’m not afraid to admit it. The night we shared was the best sex I’ve ever had, and now that I’ve actually gotten to know him tonight, I can say that I like him. I really like him, and I can’t help but think that all of these coincidences are some sort of sign.
The Uber driver pulls up in front of our apartment building, and the moment Isaac’s hand leaves my knee, I miss his touch. We all pile out of the car and head up the stairs toward our apartments.
“I’d love to see your apartment,” Misha says to Joe.
Okay. So she is into him.
“It’s a mess at the moment,” Joe says with a laugh, then puts his arm around Misha’s shoulders. “But I’ll give you the grand tour.”
“Would you like a tour as well?” Isaac asks me as we reach the top of the stairs.
No. I don’t want to be in the same space as our friends right now. I want to be alone with him.
“I was going to ask if you’d like to come over for a drink?” I offer instead.
Misha looks at me as Joe unlocks their front door. She winks. “I’ll be home later,” she says before following Joe inside, leaving Isaac and me outside.
“I’d love to come over for a drink,” he says. “I mean, I guess those two want to be alone, so…”
A nervous laugh escapes my lips. “I guess so.” I unlock my front door and open it. “Come on in.”
As we walk inside, I realize this is the first time Isaac and I have been alone today, and I wonder what’s going to happen. Will Misha be back tonight, or will she end up staying over with Joe? Will Isaac stay the night with me?
“I still can’t believe Theresa and Toby are your cousins,” he says with a laugh. “We really have a lot in common.”
“I know,” I agree, hanging my keys on the hook by the door and dropping my purse on the couch. “I’m so glad we met each other today.”
“Isn’t it crazy, though?” he says, walking toward me. “I mean, we only just met today, yet I feel like we’ve known each other much longer.” My heart pounds in my chest as his hands land on my hips. His blue eyes look into mine. He’s standing close enough that I could kiss him, but I don’t.
Not yet.
“Well, we didn’t really just meet today,” I say. “We did meet once before.”
“That’s true,” he says, lowering his head so his lips are just millimeters from mine. “Jenna?”
“Yeah?” I whisper, wishing he’d kiss me already.
“I really like you,” he says before crashing his lips to mine.
I moan in response as our tongues swirl against each other.
Yes—this is all I wanted to happen tonight.
Isaac likes me, too, and the way he’s kissing me right now makes me feel electric.
The chemistry between us feels more powerful than it did two years ago, and I never thought I’d feel this way again with a man.
His lips trail kisses down my neck, sending goose bumps down the side of my body. “Bedroom,” comes out of my mouth automatically. Did I really just say that? I’m not usually so emboldened like this, and I never sleep with guys on the first date—except for that one time with Isaac before.
Something about him makes me lose all my inhibitions.
“Lead the way,” he says, taking my hand.
I lead us down the hall to my room. I switch on the light, but it’s much too bright, so I let go of Isaac’s hand to cross the room and turn on the lamp on my dresser.
I turn to face Isaac again, and to my surprise, he flips the overhead light switch off, then closes the door before striding across the room to meet me by the bed.
“You’re beautiful,” he says, taking my hands in his. “I’ve thought about you countless times over the past two years, and I can’t believe we’re together again.”
His confession takes me by surprise. “You’ve thought about me, too?” I ask, rubbing my thumbs against his hands.
His blue eyes penetrate mine, and he nods. “Too? You mean you’ve also thought about me since that night?”
I nod. “All the time.”
His lips curl up. “Well, I guess it’s a good thing we found each other again.”
Isaac kisses me, but this time, it’s sweeter than before. It’s slower, more sensual, and I melt into him.
We move to the bed. I lie down, but Isaac stays standing.
He bends down and grips the waistband of my pants, then slowly pulls them off.
I sit up and take off my shirt, and I’m thankful I chose to wear a cute matching pair of black panties and bra today.
I lie back down and see the heat in Isaac’s eyes as he looks at me adoringly.
His fingers trace the lacy edge of my underwear. “You’re so sexy,” he says before carefully removing those as well, leaving me bare to him.
To my surprise, he kneels in front of me.
“I want to taste you,” he says before spreading my legs.
Oh.
And then his tongue is on me. He licks up and down before swirling around my clit. My eyes close, and I moan. This is ecstasy. Isaac knows what he’s doing, so it won’t take me very long to come. My climax builds quickly, and before I know what’s happening, he sends me over the edge.
“Oh my God!” I come undone as he continues to lick, and I grip my bedspread, needing something to hold on to.
He stops for a moment, but then he inserts a finger. “I want to make you come again before you come on my cock.” His words do something to me, and I can already feel another orgasm building.
He adds another finger, then I feel his tongue against my clit again. My body clenches, and I call out his name as I fall over the precipice again.
Suddenly, I realize he’s standing, and I open my eyes to see him stripping his clothes off. He smirks at me. “You okay?”
I nod. “More than okay. That was…” I don’t have the words to complete that sentence. My mind—and my body—are mush after experiencing two of the most intense orgasms I’ve ever felt.
Isaac rips open a condom and slides it onto his impressive length. “That was just a warm-up,” he says as he crawls onto the bed, over me.
He doesn’t waste any time. He kisses me, and I wrap my arms around his neck. His cock presses against my entrance, and he slowly pushes inside. I run my fingers through his hair, still kissing him passionately as he fills me. He begins to rock back and forth, fucking me slowly and sweetly.
“You feel so good,” he says against my mouth, pressing his forehead against mine. “So fucking good.”
I revel in how amazing Isaac feels. How incredible he’s making me feel.
The passion between us is intense, and I can’t believe I’m doing this with my mystery guy from two years ago.
I’m grateful that out of all the places he could have moved to in Vancouver, he moved next door to me. Who knew my day would end up like this?
Isaac moves at a faster pace, and the friction drives me closer to another climax. Every time he pushes in deep, he hits a spot that does something to me. None of my exes ever made me feel this way. Sex with Isaac is different.
I move my hips in unison with him as we kiss and caress each other’s bodies. Before long, I’m right at the edge of that cliff again, unable to hold on much longer. “I’m gonna come,” I tell him, and as if on cue, my body lets go.
“Fuck,” he grunts before calling out my name in pleasure and coming with me.
As we catch our breaths, Isaac looks down at me and brushes my hair out of my face. I smile, basking in the afterglow of having multiple orgasms tonight.
“That was amazing,” he says, kissing me sweetly on the lips before getting up.
We clean up and start to get dressed, but I don’t want him to leave. “You can stay,” I offer, hoping he wants to.
He cracks a smile. “I’d like that.”
We get back in bed, but this time, we lie side by side, his arm around me, holding me close. We talk about various things until we fall asleep together.
I wake in the middle of the night, and Isaac is sound asleep next to me.
Sleeping with him beside me feels natural, as if we’ve done this a dozen times before.
I’ve never felt this comfortable with someone so quickly.
It doesn’t feel like a one-night stand or a temporary fling.
I can honestly say that this feels different from any of my past relationships.
Maybe Joe and Isaac were meant to move in next door, and we were meant to find each other again. Maybe it’s the start of something special for Misha and Joe, as well as Isaac and me. All I know is that this feels right, like fate brought us back together.
I guess only time will tell.
The End