The Best Mistake (Not Just Friends 1)

“Can I use your bathroom?” she asked, closing her eyes as a particularly strong thumping started in her head.

“Yeah, baby,” he said in a sleepy voice, and she didn’t let it go to her head that he had called her that endearment. She grabbed her glasses, which were on the bedside table. Shoshanna didn’t even remember setting them there let alone taking them off, but was thankful she did because she’d be blind without them.

She got off the bed, grabbed her clothes from the floor, well, the ones she could find, and left the room. Shoshanna made her way past the bathroom and to the living room where she found another article of her clothing.

She kept the blanket wrapped around her and made her way back down the hallway. The house was small, with only two bedrooms and a bathroom. She might have been drunk on lust and booze last night, but she’d noticed some things.

After heading into the bathroom and closing the door, she looked around. It was small, but clean, had an array of manly looking things on the counter and lining the lip of the tub.

It smelled like Toby, and memories of what they’d done last night, of how their skin had been sweaty and pressed together, played through her mind. She let the blanket fall from her body and stared at her reflection in the mirror.

There were small bruises on her hips, and when she looked down she saw there were fingerprint sized blue and purple marks on her thighs as well. The sight of those had her pussy becoming wet, but then she felt the discomfort between her legs once more.

Everything came crashing back regarding the moment right before she passed out.

“Oh God. He came inside me.” She started to freak out. Not only was she not on any birth control, but she also didn’t know how safe Toby had been with his past sexual partners. She was clean given the fact she had only been with one man, besides Toby, and then afterward had been so freaked out she’d gotten tested.

Shoshanna started to sweat and quickly got dressed.

She needed to talk this out with him, needed to tell him that she wasn’t on the pill and what they had done was so irresponsible. After she washed her face she found some ibuprofen and mouthwash in the medicine cabinet.

Putting on her clothes with a horrendous headache was a bitch, but it got worse when she couldn’t find her panties.

“Screw it” she muttered to herself and finished getting dressed. After taking a few of the pills and then rinsing her mouth out, she grabbed the bottle of pain relievers and headed back into the bedroom. He was still lying in the same position, his arm still over his eyes.

But when he heard her enter he pushed himself up and grinned. His muscles flexed and bunched, and when he lowered his gaze up and down her body she lit up instantly.

“You look better in the morning light for sure.” He lay back down, placed his arms behind his head, and grinned at her.

Damn, he was a very fine specimen of the male form, and with the sleepy, disheveled look he had going on she could almost imagine that this wouldn’t end with her never seeing him again. But of course that wasn’t the reality.

She pushed her glasses up the bridge of her nose and cleared her throat.

“Thank you,” she said softly. “But we should probably talk about last night, and the fact we didn’t use any protection.”

He pushed himself up on the bed again, this serious look on his face. “Fuck, no we didn’t.” Toby turned and stared out the window, ran a hand over his face, and breathed. “Fuck.”

Yeah, she couldn’t have said it better herself.

11

He was a damn fool with a hard-on for a woman he’d known practically his whole life. He looked at Shoshanna again, knowing that the night before had been the best sex he’d ever had, even though he had been drunk as fuck.

The fact was she thought he hadn’t noticed her back in the day, or even before he had talked to her for the first time really their senior year.

He had noticed her, had seen how much better she was than him, how gorgeous and smart she was. The fact was he had been one cocky ass motherfucker that had thought about football and pussy. He hadn’t accidently run into her that day in the hallway.

There had been a lot he had wanted to say to her, but then Marilyn had shown up, who had been one of the biggest mistakes he’d ever made.

He stared at her, wishing he had been more responsible, but he didn’t want to fuck things up with her. “I’m clean, Shoshanna.” He’d never been with a woman unprotected, even if he did have the reputation of being a man-whore, which he hated being referred to as.