Unexpected

Chapter 3

GABRIEL

If I were a better man, I would've let her go the moment I set my eyes on her today. Instead, I stupidly asked her to stay.

In my defense, I couldn't just tell her to go. Not after everything she's been through. The guy she was dating did a number on her, according to Maria. Jo is one of the greatest people I know and she deserved much more than a guy who can't keep his dick inside his pants.

Maria had also mentioned how sad Jo was and it pissed me off I couldn't do anything. Then my little sister said she was thinking about inviting Jo to spend some time at our family beach house and I didn't think things through. I just got on a plane and came here.

After our European tour, all I wanted was a place I could forget my problems for a little while. I love being on the stage and music is my life. But after the bomb our lead singer dropped on us, I needed a break. It was like one thing after the other and I felt like my head was about to explode

So, as you see, I didn't think things through. I needed an out and learning Jo was maybe coming here was all the incentive I needed to pack my stuff and leave my shit behind.

Now, here I am, wondering what the fuck I'm doing as she's unpacking her things in the bedroom down the hall. My family would kill me if they knew how much I want this girl. My parents consider her family and my sister has told me time after time she would never forgive me if I ever messed with her best friend and their friendship.

In a nutshell, my sister thinks I'm a man-whore and the world paints me as a player. But I think I'm far from it. Yeah, I love sex and I love women and their sweet scent and their soft curves. I'm not gonna lie. But I never promise them anything more than a good time.

And so far, that's all they've wanted from me, too.

They want me for my body and what I can offer them. None of them is interested in the real me. I don't care if it makes me the bad guy or not. I just know I'm single and that sex is just sex. Not a holy fucking event.

But, God! Jo is off-limits! Totally off-limits! No matter how attracted to her I am.

I do have to confess that seeing her after so long hit me hard, though. She's even more beautiful than I remembered; even more captivating. We obviously follow each other online, but seeing her face-to-face today brought me to my knees.

Her big brown eyes look sharper and wiser. Her cheeks are high and more defined as she got rid of her baby face. People say she looks like a younger version of Beyonce, and I can see why. They have the same captivating smile and share the same skin tone and curves. The way Jo's curly hair is now longer and dyed honey blond also helps with the comparisons.

But Jo is... Damn, she's different.

There's something unique about her. Something that makes you do a double-take every time she walks into a room. Something in the way she walks and the way she talks just make you want to get closer to her.

She is gorgeous, yeah. Inside out... Has always been.

At around 5' 7'', the top of her head fits nicely under my chin. You may wonder how I know that. Well, it's because memories of her twenty-first birthday still haunt me in my dreams.

Maria had convinced Jo to throw a pool party at our place, and I swear to God she got the smallest pair of bikini sets I've ever seen. The turquoise color contrasted perfectly with her golden-brown skin. Her long limbs and sweet curves fucked with my head in ways no other woman ever did.

I spent that whole Sunday nursing beer after beer and hiding my hard-on. Then, it was time to open the presents. I got her the full romance book collection she wanted, and she threw herself in my arms.