Into the Darkness

Fuck, the backyard was trashed! I grabbed a garbage bag, walking around placing the trash in it. I cleane

d up the grass area, which took me ages, then headed to the poolhouse. As I walked in, my mouth dropped. The bed was unmade, the sheets strewn all over the floor. Empty cups lay around the room. Urgh…and condom wrappers were on the ground. I seriously didn’t want to think about what I could catch in here right now!

“Looks like someone had a good time in here last night…twice. Eww, WOW, four times.” Alex laughed and I realized I would have no choice but to turn around and face him. As I slowly turned, he stood there leaning against the doorframe. He was in his sweats, looking like a fucking god. It did nothing to make me regret what happened last night. I felt stupid standing there in my boxers and Uggs.

“Well, someone is not going to have a good time right now and that would be me. This is rancid.”

Alex helped me clean up the room, stripping the bed and replacing the sheets. We worked in silence. It was better that way. I didn’t want to talk about last night. We said it wouldn’t happen again and I was sticking to my word, but damn, he looked amazing.

Alex grabbed a tissue to pick up the used condom under the bed. He held it up in front of me, and I was mortified.

“Ewwww!” I squirmed, but he continued to dangle it there, laughing as he did so. I ran to the bathroom as he followed me but sense prevailed and he placed it in the bin. Then he scrubbed his hands vigorously.

“Wash them real good,” I said. “Oh God, that was nasty.”

He smirked, still washing his hands. “I bet you would be thinking differently if it belonged to JT.”

“Well dang, he wouldn’t be wearing one if he was with me!”

Alex laughed and splashed me with the water. I screamed at the coldness.

“Now I’m wet!” I whined.

He turned the tap off, drying his hands on the towel hanging on the rack. “Weren’t you before?”

“Oh, wouldn’t you like to know,” I teased as I walked back into the room.

Suddenly I felt his arms around my waist. I stiffened. He leaned into my neck and whispered in my ear, “Yes I would, Charlotte. You don’t know how much.”

I felt his lips on my skin. I couldn’t resist the feeling of his lips on me again. I allowed him to do it. Reaching my arm up behind, I pulled him into me. His hands were still around my waist, then I felt them slowly move up to my breasts. I waited in anticipation before I heard a commotion outside. Like that splash of cold water, we pulled away from each other.

I grabbed the garbage bag and pretended to pick up trash as Alex looked at me, smiling, before walking out of the poolhouse. I heard the voices: it was Samantha and Adriana.

“Adriana, seriously, we need to get cracking. Andrew and Emily will have a shitfit and you’ll be grounded for a year if they see the house like this.”

“I know, I know. The house is done. It’s just the pool now.”

“What about the poolhouse?”

“Charlotte did it. I just showed her where to find the spare sheets,” Lex lied.

“Eww, like people fucked in there?”

“I know, I am never drinking again. Or throwing a party.”

“Wait till you get to college,” Sam said. “The parties there are wicked.” “That’s what I’ve heard and I can’t wait. I better go find Elijah.”

I heard Adriana walk away. I pretended to clean, hoping they would leave.

“Nice influence, Samantha,” I heard Alex say. “Is that really how you want to tell an eighteen-year-old to spend her time in college?”

“It’s more fun than staying in Carmel,” she bit back sarcastically.

“You want to bring that up again?” Now he sounded pissed.

“Fuck, Alex. How could I not bring that up again? I’m tired of this boring place! Being married doesn’t mean you have to stay at home every day. I miss the city. I miss the crazy parties and the drinking.”

“I don’t want to talk about this anymore. I’m going to finish cleaning.”