“Fine,” Jesse shrugged, sliding into the table directly beside us. “I’ll just wait here until you’re done.”
Taylor huffed. “CanItalk to you?”
Without taking his eyes off me, Jesse shook his head no.
“I made a mistake breaking up with Josie. She’s the woman I want. She’s the one I want to spend my life with.”
Taylor made a little scream of rage.
“I hope you’ll be soooo happy together! Did you know his cock hasn’t even been working for the last few months?” she demanded to Karel and I.
Karel suppressed a shocked snort and I glanced over at Jesse. He had two spots of color on his cheeks but he still looked steadily at me.
“That’s right. It doesn’t work. Foryou,Taylor.”
She gave a scream of rage.
“Oh, that’s right. Go fucking jerk off to your ex’s pics, you sad fuck.”
Huffing, Taylor stomped off angrily.
For a moment there was a frozen silence, then Jesse spoke.
“Itissad. Sad and fucking desperate.”
Something uncurled inside me at the smoldering look on his face.
Who was this man who admitted out loud he was desperate to get back with me?”
“Go away,”I said. “I don’t want you here, Jesse.”
“I want you to see,” he said. “See that I mean what I say. I’m willing to do anything.”
He leaned forward until he was only inches away from me.
“You had your chance, man,” Karel warned, and I heard a grating noise as Jesse gripped the back of his chair so hard the metal protested under his fingers.
“I can still love her better,” he said fiercely. “Better than anyone else.”
Well, I wasn’t going to sit here and try to answer Karel’s questions about what I did for fun with Jesse looming right behind me.
So I excused myself to go to the bathroom and when I got there I crawled out the window and hightailed it the fuck out of there.
Chapter Six
Iwas so pissed-off that I took an Uber over to Bryan’s apartment. We’d been friends since high school, and I’d never been tempted to date him, but he was very good in bed.
We usually met up once, maybe twice a month, and this time I had a lot of anger I wanted to burn off, but as I lay in bed afterwards with my damp hair stuck to my back, I still felt unsatisfied.
“What’s going on?” Bryan asked, rubbing my shoulder gently.
“Oh, Jesse’s back around,” I said, attempting a casual tone.
Bryan’s hand stilled and I saw a frown cross his face.
He was a physical trainer at a local gym, with shaggy light brown hair and a hipster goatee. He was a nice guy and we were very compatible in bed, but frankly I didn’t think about him otherwise.
I guess I would have to keep looking until I found a man I actually liked enough to think about during the week.
