Choose Me- the second novel

Chapter 97- pity party

Jay's POV

Taylor allowed Rachel to pick the film so we're watching some dumb chick flick. Where all of the men are nice and handsome. The woman cry a lot in all circumstances and I sit here sighing watching the terrible acting.

Taylor glances over at me just briefly, she's between Matthew and Ross. She's changed the way she looks at me. She stares a little bit longer and when she smiles it's genuine. Matthew also knows about one of our kisses; and I can imagine it's eating him up. He is concealing his anger well; yet still I can see the breaks in his usual composure.

She glances at me again in the darkness and I imagine pulling her dress off and making a mess of that red lipstick on her lips. Her hair flowing down her back, as she sweeps her eyes over me before returning to the screen.

"Jay I need to get past" Rach announces and I sigh slightly as she breaks my train of thought. Standing up so that she can move past me, I can only imagine that she feels ill as she sways down the aisle.

"Fucks sake" Brad follows her sighing. I laugh openly, thinking better him than me.

Sliding up two seats, I sit in next to Ross, boyfriend number two. Glancing up at the film realising that we must be over half way through the boredom torture. Taylor leans forward and whispers into Ross' ear. He nods and I presume she was asking about Rachel. They are quickly becoming friends, unexpected considering Rachel is a drunk and Taylor is the most beautiful girl I've ever met.

Glancing down just quickly at her thighs, I remember her throwing herself at me in my car the other night. Her lips and hands everywhere, her hips moving into me. It would have been too easy to take her yet I cannot let her have just parts of me without a more solid idea of where I stand in this love triangle. It appears that she's also going through a whole host of issues and that's another factor in me saying no. It wouldn't be fair to take advantage of a woman who is experiencing a rough time after all.

Before I know it the credits to the film are rolling, I look over at Matthew who is placing her coat over her shoulders as we all stand to leave. Neither Brad or Rach have returned. Everybody freshens up in the restrooms before leaving and I meet them all in the foyer. The deep blue carpeted steps lead down to a traditional looking foyer with a popcorn seller and bar. Pulling my phone out briefly as I descend the steps to stand with the others, I align myself with Ross, he's the only other single bachelor here. I stand with him and he nods to me.

"Rachel okay ?" I ask him and he looks at me confused briefly.

"Brads already left with her" he comments and I look over his shoulder at Taylor in Matthew's arms. The sting I feel watching them together alarms me and I decide it would be better to leave now. Malachi strides through the foyer with Rhea towards the doors and I turn to Ross and begin walking.

"Jay wanna share a cab?" Ross asks as we walk through the double gilded doors.

"I can do better, I'll give you a ride" I tell him lighting up a cigarette. It's unusual for me to smoke; with training and weight lifting it's not the best idea. Yet undeniably some situations I find are made better by a smoke. Leaving a cinema with two couples after a night out in an attempt to cheer up a girl who you are absolutely in love with and of whom is not even yours is a situation for a smoke.

"Thanks man, I thought we'd all be drinking more" Ross laughs, briefly watching over Taylor. If Ross didn't like Taylor too, we would get along. He's a decent guy, he too knows what it's like to be well off and feel the alienation of your own situation. Granted he's not quite as well off as me.