I got under my covers, the sound of her finishing up wasn’t loud enough to keep me awake. Of course, I went to sleep thinking of him, remembering our little trisk.
What’s unfortunate is that it is the only memory I have of him.
Chapter Ten: Tristan
I should be more of an asshole.
But mom didn’t raise me that way. If someone needs your help, help them. Right.
Levi and I have been friends for years, but I didn’t even know he was engaged. Maybe I was an asshole; but in my defense, the past few weeks have been hectic. The divorce, Vivian dragging me into court, and that woman from the party.
My baby doll.
It had been a month and I still thought about her every fucking day. My head and my cock haven’t gone back to normal since they met her. I thought about asking around about her, but I never did. Part of me didn’t even want to get involved with anyone else. Especially after what Vivian did.
Levi thought he could get her to sign four weeks ago, but that was a complete failure. She still dragged me into court, drove up the lawyer fees and did everything but humiliate me since she lost. I had proof she cheated on me. Emails, texts, even security footage of that dick head optometrist leaving my fucking house numerous times.
She still took a large sum of my money, though even ten million wasn’t much of a dent. And I let her keep the damned house, she had tainted it enough. I was fine in my new bachelor pad. But I was tired, mentally and physically.
Then, out of the blue, Levi dumped a wedding in my lap. Not mine, of course. He started dating Gabriella back in law school, ten years ago. So, I was surprised it took them this long to get married. Apparently, she wanted to be finished with her residency and into her fellowship before she agreed to marry him. I had only met her once because she was a very busy dermatology resident for the past few years.
“When was the last time we did this?” Levi and I were out at the greens. I though back to months ago.
“I don’t know. Almost a year I think.” I took a swing. I was definitely losing this round.
Levi stepped around the tee. I was surprised he even liked golfing; he was a refined country boy pretty much, who worked his way up the ranks. I think it’s why Gabriella stuck around for so long.
“Any word from Vivian?” he asked before his swing. I shook my head, picking up the tee and my club bag.
“No, and she shouldn’t be saying anything. I thought that was in the clause.” We moved on to the next green in the golf cart. The sun was beating down on me, sweat beading at my neck. But it was still relaxing somehow. Sometimes we play racquetball, but the weather was nice today.
“Yeah, it us. Just checking. She doesn’t seem like the type to listen.” He laughed. That was for sure.
“How is Natalie?” He asked. We stopped at the next tee and got set up.
“You still have the hots for my sister?” I accused, he laughed off the joke. It was a running joke we had for years.
He
came home with me one year or Christmas, I think our sophomore year. When he met Natalie, he was all flustered and nervous. Made me mad, because she was my sister. But he never did anything about it.
“Nope. Way out of my league. Plus, I am engaged you know.” I furrowed my brow in confusion.
“Engaged?” I thought of his girlfriend from a while back, but I didn’t know if they were serious or not.
“Yeah, Gabriella. Don’t you remember?” he shook his head and swung, easily making it in the close tee.
“Yeah, I remember. But haven’t you been engaged for like eight years?” I chuckled. If he was, he has horrible game.
“Ten.”
He answered. I took my turn, and made it in too so we moved on. The course was pretty packed today, and I ignored the wandering glances of all the women. Most of them were with their boyfriends or husbands, and that still wasn’t deterring them. It’s kind of a shame.
“That’s a long time, man.” I shook my head as I laughed. He shrugged in response.
“She wanted to wait until her fellowship started. She got a good spot at the hospital a few weeks ago so she finally decided to start planning it.” There was happiness in his voice, and it was good to see him happy.
At least someone still has faith in love and marriage. Maybe I just need some time, but right now I don’t need it. I hadn’t even had sex with anyone since that woman at the gala. Maybe with my hand, thinking of her, but I had no desire to anymore. I didn’t expect her to even have that much of an effect on me, but she did. I couldn’t stop thinking about her, she was the first thing on my mind every morning.