Maybe This Time (Maybe #1)(68)

“Naw, don’t be like that, Jakey,” Logan mocks.

I stand up to go to the restroom to see if this night, or the dress is worth salvaging, but Douchebag Logan blocks my way. He eyes me up and down, and walks a slow circle around me. He comes to a stop in front of me, and a small smirk pulls at his lips.

“Well, hello there, little lady,” he drawls.

I physically push him out of the way, and head towards the restroom. I’m wearing a backless dress. It’s halter style, all black, it reconnects just above my ass, so close that there’s no room for underwear, just in case. Because of this, I’m hoping, fingers crossed, that the beer has just spilt just on my back, and not the dress. I’ll be able to clean my bare back at least. More than I can say for the kid with the accent.

As I turn into the hallway where the restrooms are, I stop in my tracks. Megan is halfway out the door of the ladies room. She’s adjusting her dress slightly, her hair is in shambles, and her lipstick is smeared all around her lips. She’s giggling, and her hands come up slowly, most likely to the face of some random guy she’s just hooked up with.

Megan is every guys walking wet dream. She’s your typical tall, leggy, blond haired, blue eyed, sex on legs. And she loves sex, and has sex—so much sex.

So, it doesn’t surprise me at all that we’ve been here all of fifteen minutes and she’s been doing God knows what, with some random dude, in a public bathroom. What does surprise me, though, as I get closer to her, is that it’s not some random guy her hands are on. It’s James. My boyfriend. Her hands are on his face, cleaning the smeared lipstick from around his mouth. My eyes are drawn to his hands, which are at the front of his pants. He tucks ‘himself’ back in, and does his fly up.

I feel the vomit creeping up my throat, and make a noise trying to keep it down. The noise must be loud enough to distract them. It almost feels like slow motion, they both turn to face me at the same time, their eyes huge, mouths hanging open.

Like they’re surprised I’m intruding on their intimate f*cking moment.



About the author

Amazon bestselling author Chantal Fernando is 26, a mother of three beautiful little boys and lives in Western Australia. Chase is her debut novel, followed by Kade, Ryder & James. She is currently working on 'Spin My Love' a new adult contemporary romance, along with a few other projects.