Neighbor Dearest

When I returned to my table, I noticed he had moved seats and was talking to Jade. She smiled at me when I approached, and I suspected they were talking about me.

“You okay?” he asked.

“Yeah,” I said, still flustered by the bathroom incident.

Sensing my mood, Damien placed his arm around me and gently scratched his fingertips along my back. When the two women from the bathroom returned to the table, I possessively took his hand and wrapped my fingers in his.

A few minutes later, Jade’s co-star, Craig, showed up. He was the ginger guy I’d hung out with during my last visit here—the one Damien had seen me photographed with on Facebook. Damien immediately gave me a look that signified he recognized him.

When Jade introduced them, Damien offered him a firm but reluctant handshake.

Craig looked over at me. “It’s so good to see you again, Chelsea. I didn’t think you’d be back so soon.”

“I know. This was a surprise trip.” I smiled, squeezing Damien’s hand tighter.

Together, we were a lost cause.

After dinner, Damien whispered in my ear, “That guy keeps staring at you, even with me sitting right here.”

“No, he’s not.”

“Yes, he is. I’ve been watching him.”

He suddenly let go of my hand, got up, and headed toward the bathroom.

My phone buzzed.There’s no one in the men’s room right now. Get in here.I slowly opened the door. Damien was standing right there and immediately pulled me into the handicapped stall.

“What are you doing?”

“Marking my territory.”

“Are you gonna pee on me?” I joked.

“Only if you want me to.”

“I don’t.”

“I’ll do better than that,” he said, flipping me around and lifting my skirt. He let out a deep breath onto my neck as he pushed deeply into me. With each thrust, I became wetter for him.

Spontaneous sex with him always felt good, but this time felt better than I could ever remember. As he fucked me from behind against the bathroom stall, he had no clue that I was just as revved up by jealousy as he was.

We could hear the main bathroom door open. That didn’t stop our pace. In fact, whenever Damien and I were close to getting caught, it often made things more frantic. I opened my mouth into a silent scream as I came hard and fast. I could feel his hot cum shooting into me.

His hands were on each side of me locking me from behind against the stall. “I love when you clamp down on me like that with your pussy.”

“We’d better go before Jade and her friends figure out what we’re doing.”

“Fuck that. I hope they do.”***The following day, Damien had taken a walk down the street from Jade’s to pick up takeout for lunch. The three of us were going to hang out at the apartment until she had to leave for her evening show.

It was the first time Jade and I were left alone, and I had to ask, “So, last night at dinner, when I was coming out of the bathroom, what were you and Damien talking about?”

“He apologized for cornering me at the restaurant but said he needed to know my opinion. He said he knows you open up to me and that he figured I knew everything that was going on with you guys. I told him I did. Then he wanted my opinion on whether I felt that you were truly okay with the no-kids thing.”

I blew out a breath of frustration. “I’ve been through this with him.”

“I know, but he realizes that I know you better than anyone. He just wanted a second opinion to make sure that I didn’t think you were kidding yourself.”

“What did you tell him?”

“I told him that you are the most selfless person I know, but that I also know you wouldn’t do or say anything you don’t truly mean.”

“He said that after we figure out whether or not he’s gonna have heart surgery, he’s gonna get a vasectomy so that I don’t have to be on the pill forever.”

“God, that seems so final.”

“I know.”

“Do you have any doubts? You’d tell me, right?”

“Yes. I swear. I’m not gonna lie and say that it doesn’t make me sad, because it does, but I know how adamant he is. I can’t live without him, so I have to live with his decision.”

“Okay.”

When Jade hugged me, my eyes watered. It was the first time I’d actually cried thinking about not ever having babies with Damien; I vowed that it would be the last time I would cry over it.

The door opened, and he walked in carrying paper bags of Chinese food. I quickly rubbed my eyes, but it was too late. He’d noticed my tears.

Examining my face, he said, “Everything okay?”

“Yes. I promise. We were just talking, and I got a little emotional.”

Seeming doubtful, he looked over at Jade then at me. “Alright.”