Our Love Story

Drew rests his elbows on the kitchen counter. “So, do you want to have breakfast in bed?”

I roll my eyes and walk to the refrigerator to get the half-and-half.

“I’ll take that as a maybe.” He laughs good-naturedly and it’s a relief he wasn’t being serious. He may be a douchebag, but at least he didn’t try and seriously hit on me using cheesy pick-up lines.

Drew may have screwed Mason over in the past, but right now, he seems harmless enough, he’s already out on the front deck overlooking the ocean, following Amy.

Good, maybe those two can have an opposites-attract situation. Her being an uptight ass, and him being a playboy.

“What has you in such a bad mood?” Noah asks down into the kitchen. “You woke up with a smile and you’re already wearing a frown.”

I point to Amy and Drew outside. “She has it out for me.”

“Well, don’t let those two get you down. Not when I have something that’s up.” Noah looks down to his crotch, and I see his morning hard on. I know he was trying to lighten the mood but it gives me a thrill. He pulls me to him, and with the refrigerator door open, I use it as a barrier to the outside world and stroke Noah over his pants, up and down and his hand moves under the hem of my T-shirt, running over my bare ass. My tits are aching, my pussy excited.

He pushes my hand under the waistband of his sweats and I close my eyes feeling his velvety shaft.

Just then, Amy lets out a shriek. When the hell did she walk back inside? Probably when I was distracted by Noah’s morning wood.

“Are you seriously messing around on my brother?” Amy is furious. “He’s in a wheelchair. He’s just recovering from surgery. I cannot believe this is happening under his roof.”

I shake my head, not knowing how to explain. Not wanting to explain myself to her.

Noah closes the refrigerator door, his hands covering his groin. “Amy, you don’t understand,” he says stepping between us.

“No, I think I understand plenty.”

Mason wheels into the kitchen and I feel bad that I wasn’t there to help him get into his wheelchair. It must’ve been hard for him to do that by himself. His eyebrows are furrowed as he takes in the scene. “What’s going on out here?” he asks, looking between his sister, Noah, and I.

Right then, Drew walks into the kitchen, too, his arms crossed and he confidently takes in this fight.

Except it isn’t a fight all. It’s a misunderstanding. And I have a feeling that Amy’s not going to understand it

“Mason, I hate to tell you this,” Amy says. “But Noah and Chloe are messing around behind your back. I’m so sorry to be the one to tell you this...” Amy’s face is red and I can tell she genuinely feels horrible for having to break the news to her brother.

“Amy,” Mason starts, looking at Noah and me shaking his head apologetically. “It’s not like that.”

Amy eyes narrow. “It’s not like what? I saw them. Her hand was on his... She’s cheating on you, Mason.”

I can tell Mason is struggling, not quite knowing what to say, how to make sense of all this to his sister.

“What’s going on? Coffee ready?” Enzo asks, walking into the kitchen with Ethan.

Little do they know they are walking into a minefield.

“What’s the deal?” Ethan asks, looking around and clearly noticing the tension.

“I caught this little skank messing around with Noah behind my brother’s back, is the deal,” Amy says without mincing her words.

I pull my hair into a topknot and try to figure out what Mason wants to do. We may be in love but haven’t quite mastered mind reading yet.

“Amy, Chloe is my girlfriend but we’re not exactly exclusive...”

“So, you’re okay with the girl you’re sleeping with messing around with your best friend? Mason, that’s bonkers.”

Mason runs his hands through his hair. “It’s complicated,” he tells her.

“Complicated?” She looks around the room as if she is expecting a bigger reaction or an apology. When she gets nothing, she waves her hands in the air dramatically. “Whatever. I came here to help take care of you not get involved in your girlfriend, or whatever she is, and her drama. You’re a groupie, or whatever, and I think it’s gross,” Amy says dismissing me. “But that’s your business. I personally think it’s kind of twisted, but whatever. I’m just here to help my brother out. I can do that without your help,” she says nastily to me.

“Hey,” Noah says. “Don’t talk to Chloe like that.”

“Or what?” Amy asks.

“Amy, don’t be like that,” Mason tries. “I love Chloe and she doesn’t deserve this.”

“You love a girl who is sleeping with your best friend behind your back? Like I said, this is just way too much. Maybe coming here was a bad idea. You’ve changed Mason. You’ve become more intense as you took this career more seriously, but I didn’t realize your values have changed too.”