Page 76 of The Other Guy

“Where are you?”

“In bed.”

I stifle a groan at the memory of her in my bed last night. We’d worn each other out doing everything but having sex and neither of us had the desire to untangle ourselves. It was the first time I’d actually slept with a woman in years, cuddling had never really been my thing but it didn’t feel forced or uncomfortable with Sierra.

Like everything else between us, it felt natural and right.

When I woke up this morning, her hair was spread all over the pillow as she laid on her back, her arms stretched out above her like she was waiting for me to devour her body once again. I couldn’t deny either of us, so I woke her up with my mouth between her legs. Her moans and sated smile when I crawled back up her body and kissed her told me she thought it was the perfect way to wake up.

“Okay, I’m listening.”

“The night I went back, Jeff, that’s my ex’s name, and I went out to dinner at this place called Murphy’s. We’ve been there a million times before, it was kind of our favorite. But someone came over and introduced herself. Long story short, it didn’t take me long for the pieces to come together. She was one of the women who you,” she raises a hand and does finger quotes, “broke up with for him.”

“Oh.”

“Yeah. She wasn’t pleased.”

“Whoops.”

“I have no idea what kind of things he’s been promising these women. Why would they think he’s offering more than just a one-night stand?”

I shake my head and shrug. “Asking the wrong guy that one. Maybe he doesn’t have the guts to let them down?”

“He’s not even that good,” she mutters, wrinkling her nose.

Laughing, I scrub a hand over my head. “Nice, Sierra.”

“What? It’s the truth!” She waves a hand in front of her face as if to wipe away the thought. “Anyway, she dumped beer on his head, the owner Nick kicked him out. Apparently he’d been going there often to pick up ladies. I honestly don’t know how he wasn’t caught before that night.”

“Then you texted me?”

She blushes and winces. “Yeah, that. I don’t know… I guess I was a little irritated to discover it was you? I have no idea why, other than just being confused by everything I was feeling.”

“Why wouldn’t you just tell me? And how did you get my number?”

“I may have gotten a little drunk that night and may have walked over to her and gotten your number.” I raise my eyebrows but really have no idea how to respond. If I’d have put a stop to this in the first place, maybe none of this would have happened. Although, I’m glad she broke up with him. He obviously didn’t deserve her. “Nick drove me home, helped me load up all my stuff, and I took off the next morning.”

“And Toby?”

“What about him?”

“Funny thing. After you texted me, I reached out to him because I was pissed he was still using my number. Turns out it was you, but I obviously didn’t know it at the time. Anyway, he mentioned that shit hit the fan and you broke up with him. He also mentioned that you stole his dog.”

“Oh, that. Yeah, I did that.”

My eyes widen. “Sierra!”

“Jack! Do you blame me? Look at him!” She pans the phone over so it’s zoomed in on a snoring Toby then puts her face right next to him, baby talking to him and kissing all over his face. “I couldn’t let him stay there with Jeff. I just couldn’t. He doesn’t love him like I do.”

“You realize he’s going to want his dog back, right?”

“No, he won’t. He’ll think he does but I know Jeff and one less responsibility the better.”

“Next question.”

“Uh oh,” she says, sitting back up and resting against a wall of pillows.

“How are you not upset? Your ex was cheating, and not just once, and you seem perfectly happy. Like it didn’t even bother you?”

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