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deep breath. Why the fuck am I
so nervous? I never get anxious around chicks.  
    “Hey, how are you doing?” My question comes
out like a stutter. I fucking stutter.
    “Good,” she draws out.
    I need to cut to the chase and get the
awkward part out so we can move on. “Do you want to talk about it?”
    She clears her throat. “Not particularly.”
    Numbness invades my chest. Does she want to
act like it never happened? Does she regret it? I nod, even though she can’t
see me. “Okay, now that we have that out of the way, when do you want to head
home?”
    “I don’t care, whenever. You’re the one
driving.”
    “Tomorrow at noon okay?”
    “Sounds good.” The air goes silent for a few
seconds. “And thanks for the ride.”
    “You know you don’t have to thank me for that
shit.”  I pull my phone away from my ear when a call comes through. Rachel.
I hit the ignore button.
    “I guess … I’ll see you tomorrow.”
    “See you then.”
    My phone rings again as soon as I hang up.
    Rachel.
    “Hey Rachel,” I answer, with hesitation,
hoping she doesn’t want to come over. I can’t have another chick in my bed.
Nautica’s scent is still lingering on my sheets.
    “Hey handsome, let me in,” she says, around a
chuckle. “I’ve been knocking on the door for five minutes.”
    “Fuck, I didn’t hear you.” I’d been so
wrapped up in Nautica I wasn’t paying attention to anything else. I stagger out
of my bedroom and head towards the front door.
    She’s shaking snowflakes off her fire red
hair when I open up the door. “Sorry for showing up out of the blue. I got off
work and thought I’d pay you a visit before we both leave for break,” she says,
a bright smile on her face.
    I follow her down the hallway and back into
my bedroom. She takes off her coat and unwraps the scarf around her neck. She
sheds her shirt next, giving me a full view of the delicious tits spilling out
of a bra that matches her hair.
    “I’m also horny as hell and in desperate need
of a good lay,” she adds, with a purr. “You weren’t answering my calls last
night.” Her wind-burned lips form a frown.
    She reaches for my hand and guides me to the
bed. I rub the back of my neck and try to look away when she straddles my lap. Fuck
… I should’ve kept her ass in the living room. I knew this shit was going to
happen. Rachel only comes over when she wants to fuck.
    “I knew you were the best person for the
job,” she adds, rocking her hips against me.
    I suck in a breath, begging my cock not to
get excited, but it’s not listening. I can feel the pressure building up
between my legs as she rubs her warm pussy against me. Can I fuck her only
hours after my dick was inside of Nautica?
    If it were any other chick, I wouldn’t give a
shit, but it’s Nautica. She’s different, and I feel like a scumbag for even
having Rachel in my bed.
    My hands plant on her hips to stop her. “I’m
actually feeling pretty tired,” I say. “I was up late last night.”
    My lame-ass excuse doesn’t work. My head
tilts back as she fights against my hold, sliding back and forth against my
cock again. “You might be tired, but your cock doesn’t feel the same way,” she
fires back.
    I stop her again. “I can’t.” The words peter
out of my mouth.
    Her green eyes study me as she leans back.
“Since when do you turn down sex?”
    “I fucked someone else last night.” The fact
that I tell her this seems to shock the both of us. “I don’t think you’d be too
happy getting another chick’s seconds.”   
    She sluggishly slides off of my lap. “At
least you’re honest. I don’t know whether I should be pissed off or grateful
for that.” She starts to get dressed. “She must be pretty special if you’re
turning down sex for her. Let me know if things change.”
    With that, she disappears from my room. I don’t
bother chasing after her to apologize. 

chapter five
     
    nautica
     
     
    “When is Simon going to be here to