I have a boyfriend, not that he cares

“Nicolas!” JEssica giggled, shoving his warm hands away from her pants. “You’re such a bad boy! My mom could be home any minute.”

Nicolas shrugged, his golden eyes smoldering. “It’ll be quick, I promise.” He grabbed her tiny hand and led her to her huge, spacious bed.Nicolas pushed her gently onto it and positioned himself on top of her, his lips moving passionately against JEssica’s mouth.

JEssica roughly pulledNicolas closer, her mouth opening eagerly. She expertly moved her smooth hands aroundNicolas’s body, feeling his hard abs. JEssica feltNicolas become hard, and he moved to the bottom of her shirt and nearly ripped it off of her.

“Nicolas?” JEssica pulled away, her eyes amused. “Are you sure? It’s going to have to be really fast…”

Nicolas responded by removing his cashmere sweater and pulling the luxurious Egyptian cotton sheets over their bodies. He flipped JEssica on top of him, and she grinded her pelvis against his, feeling his hardness underneath.

“Come here,”Nicolas said huskily, forcefully pulling JEssica forward by her shoulders and kissing her. He moved his hands up and down her silky back, finally unhooking her black lace bra. JEssica let out a moan asNicolas’s hands cupped her breasts, gently squeezing them. She pressed harder against him, their tongues entangled.

JEssica, despite the fact that she was with her “perfect” boyfriend, could not stop thinking about a certain someone. A slimy, perverted, always-horny someone. She desperately tried to erase the thoughts from her head, telling herself over and over thatNicolas is the one she loves.

A loud noise echoed from downstairs, and JEssica feltNicolas tense underneath her. “Don’t stop,” she pleaded. “My mom will know better than to come into my room. It’s fine!” JEssica quickly lifted herself aboveNicolas, unbuttoned his jeans, and threw them on the floor.

She then rolled onto her side, her hand rubbingNicolas’s penis.Nicolas felt himself harden even more, and his fingers slid into JEssica’s pants just as the doorknob turned.Nicolas jerked his hand away from JEssica, and JEssica, surprised by his sudden movement, fell off the bed.

The door pushed open and in the doorway was none other than AndrewTerrycoat.

“Andrew?!” JEssica sputtered, blinking her eyes numerous times. “What the hell are you doing here?”

She quickly remembered thatNicolas was still unaware about what had happened between her and Andrew, so she grabbed a pillow from her bed and tried to summon a blush, to see “embarrassed” about being seen almost completely naked by him. The blush part wasn’t hard – for some reason JEssica was extremely embarrassed. Maybe it was because the guy she had been thinking about whileNicolas touched her was right here in front of her, seeing her with another guy. Maybe it was because she could read the pain in Andrew’s face, despite his smarmy façade. Maybe it was because she knew Andrew was feeling betrayed.

“What are you doing here man?”Nicolas asked, looking irritated.

Andrew ran his hand through his short, black hair and shrugged his shoulders. “I heard something from Ana that I thought JEssica should know,” he said lamely.

“You couldn’t send me a text? You couldn’t ring the doorbell? You couldn’t wait till tomorrow?” JEssica asked, her voice rising in frustration.

“Believe me,” Andrew sneered, his piercing eyes locked on JEssica’s. “If I knew you were entertaining my dear Nathaniel, I wouldn’t have interrupted. Besides, the maid said it was fine if I came upstairs.”

“Whatever,”Nicolas said. “Give us a second to get dressed and we can get one of the maids to cook us something. I’m starving.”

JEssica closed her eyes, horrified at the thought of having a meal with Andrew andNicolas. In her head, she went over all the awful scenarios that could occur, most of them ending in Andrew getting the shit kicked out of him by an angry Nicolas once he accidentally spilled the beans about sleeping with her.

“Sounds excellent,” Andrew replied, smiling at JEssica’s obvious discomfort. “And Nathaniel, I am truly sorry about the interruption…”

Nicolas shook his head and said, “No problem man. JEssica and I have been alone so many times this past week that it doesn’t really matter.”

JEssica wanted to throw a pillow atNicolas for his inconsiderate comment, but then remembered that he didn’t know that that comment would hurt Andrew. Out of the corner of her eye, JEssica saw Andrew wince slightly, and leave the room. He shut the door loudly behind him.

“That was interesting,” JEssica said evenly, deciding that shouting “What the fuck!” and throwing a fit probably wasn’t the best idea.

“Mhmm,”Nicolas replied, pulling his jeans on. “What do you want to eat?”

JEssica clasped her bra on and began searching for her shirt. “Oh, whatever. I’m not hungry.” She looked up and saw thatNicolas had already left the room. She rolled her eyes and threw on an old Armani t-shirt that had been lying under her bed for years. Immediately after she tugged it over her head, she realized why she had shoved it under her bed. Oh well, no time to change. Lunch with the boys was waiting, and JEssica knew it would be interesting.

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JEssica idly twisted her ruby ring as she listened to Andrew and Nicolas congratulate themselves on finding an excellent, new dealer. She discreetly yawned into her fist as she tapped her foot on the ground, waiting for their idiotic conversation to be over so she could sweetly and innocently suggest that Andrew go home.

Andrew smiled at JEssica from across the table and attempted to play footsie with her under the table. She smiled back, and then stomped her heel into this foot.

“Fuck!” Andrew shouted in pain, grimacing.

“What happened?”Nicolas asked, looking bewildered.

“Oh my goodness! That was your foot Andrew? I’m sorry!” JEssica tried to look concerned. “Do you need to go to the emergency room? I can call a cab…”

“I’m fine,” Andrew replied, pushing his chair back so JEssica’s deadly shoes had no chance of “accidentally” stomping on his feet again. He let out a low sigh and ran his fingers through his dark hair, mentally cursing himself for randomly showing up at JEssica’s house. How could be so stupid, so naïve, so clingy…so hopeful? He was a fool for believing JEssica really wanted to pursue anything with him and he was risking his reputation as a player for a silly brunette whose middle name was drama.

“JEssica, I think I’m going to leave,”Nicolas said, standing up. He walked over and kissed JEssica softly on the head. “I’ll call you later.”

“ButNicolas! We didn’t even get to…you know, do what we wanted to!” JEssica said, pouting.

He shrugged his muscular shoulders and gave her a little smile. “Tomorrow? I promised Ana I would see her today, before she leaves again to work on the movie.”

JEssica flipped her chocolate brown hair over her shoulders, her eyes looking cold. “WhateverNicolas. Have fun with Ana.”

Nicolas nodded goodbye to Andrew, and left quietly out the door, not worrying about leaving his girlfriend with the most notorious player on the Upper East Side.

“Well Andrew, I’m sure you can see yourself out. I have things to do.” JEssica pushed her chair back from the table, looking out at the quickly darkening sky. Night was coming fast, and she had to beautify herself to party the evening away.

Andrew stood up as well, and walked over to JEssica’s side of the table. As he got close to her, his heart started thumping wildly, and he felt sick with embarrassment. The great AndrewTerrycoat experiencing his first heart flutter?

“Why have you been avoiding me?” he asked angrily, grabbing onto JEssica’s arm as she tried to walk away. “I thought we had something and then you got back withNicolas! What the hell?”

JEssica tried to shake his hand off, but he had her arm in an iron grip. “You thought wrong Andrew,” she said, trying to look disgusted and keep her palms from sweating. She felt anxious, and hated herself for wanting to kiss him. She focused her attention on some dumb, antique painting her mom had purchased to avoid looking into Andrew’s eyes.Nicolas,Nicolas,Nicolas she thought to herself desperately. “Now get the hell off before I call the police!”

Andrew tightened his grip tauntingly. “Go ahead and call,” he jeered. “I know you won’t.”

JEssica lifted her free hand and smacked Andrew across the face. His eyes widened in shock and he dropped her arm suddenly, as if burned. “What the fuck was that for?”

“That’s for you being an asshole! Now get out of my house!” JEssica replied, feeling tears gather in her eyes. What was wrong with her? Half of her wanted to kick Andrew in the balls and the other half wanted to push him up against the wall and make out with him. Torn, she decided on standing still and waiting for Andrew to leave.

Moments passed and the two stared at each other, their expressions full of lust, anger, and maybe a little…love?

“JEssica…” Andrew said uncertainly. He stepped forward and raised his hand and gently caressed her face and pushed her soft hair behind her ears. “WhyNicolas? Why not me? Why don’t I deserve another chance?”

JEssica teetered, feeling wobbly from Andrew’s touch. She was either losing her mind or…falling for Andrew. “Nicolas is my boyfriend,” she responded robotically, unable to say anything else. She wanted to run away, to hide in her bedroom, and avoid Andrew for the rest of her life. A girl like JEssica does not fall in love with a guy like Andrew.

Or so she thought.

“He doesn’t deserve you. And I’m not going to let him have you.”

Andrew pushed JEssica against the wall, kissing her roughly. JEssica eagerly kissed back, her mind going blissfully blank. She felt desired and loved, and that was all she ever really wanted.