Olivia Baker and Spencer James grew up as best friends in Crenshaw. They can contribute much of their bond to their love of football and sports. Now, years later, Olivia is a revered sports journalist and Spencer is a successful, though unfulfilled...
"I can't believe we just did that," I say in disbelief as I lay naked next to my childhood best friend.
"I know," he says in the same surprised tone.
"That wasn't supposed to happen like that!"
He sits up and stares at me. "What you mean? I was giving you my best stuff tonight."
"I don't mean it like that," I say back and he looks confused as I sit up next to him. "It was wrong!"
"Yeah, but it felt right!" He mumbles with a small and noticeably insecure smirk.
"Spencer, what we just shared was the most amazing—most exhilarating—- most fulfilling—- sex I've ever had. But you're married. And I'm engaged to be married." I grab his face and tell him. "We can't do this. We—- we shouldn't have done this."
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"Just sex?" He asks in confusion. "Liv, we did a lot in that bed. And as far as I can tell, it was way more than sex. Olivia, we made love—- that shit was magical."
As much as I agree, I can't. Because that would just confuse things even more.
"Spencer, please don't make this more complicated than it already is," I beg him as I climb out of bed.
"Hold on! Hold on! Liv, where are you going?" He asks in a panic.
"I have to pick up Darnell from the airport," I answer as I gather my things for a quick shower.
"Wait, you're not going to tell him, are you? You can't be still wanting to marry this guy after what just happened between us, right?" He questions.
"I don't know! I—- I think so—- I—- See, this is why I know this was a mistake." I say confused. "I mean, the only reason it happened was because you caught Christina cheating."
"Woah, woah, woah, slow your roll! Why are you treating this like this was nothing, Liv?" He asks in disbelief.
"I just don't know what it was, Spencer. I need time to understand it. Please!"
"Time? We've waited years, Olivia! How much more time?" Spencer asks as I hand him his pants and shirt.
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