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Part 23: a man gets carried away

Beth's perspective:

It's been about a month and a half since Jake's surgery, they put him in a boot so now he can walk but he still has to rest a decent amount.

It's also been two weeks since the whole punching Bradley thing. I had a dream about it. Except in the dream Jake and Bradley are switched... Bradley is my boyfriend and Jake is drunk. It was so weird. At the end of the dream Bradley drove us to the base and took me to look at the planes. Then he just disappeared. Like he was never there. Then I woke up. I haven't told Jake about it because I don't want to upset him over nothing. I told Sarah though, she said I should tell Jake... I don't know though. Speaking of Sarah, I told her everything about the night and she died. She thought it was the craziest thing thats happen to me ever. She isn't wrong not gonna lie, but she asked what Bradley looked like so we found his instagram. Sarah said "wow, that is one sexy man" I just laughed it off because well, he was hitting on me knowing damn well I'm with his coworker.... Whatever though, he was drunk I'm sure he doesn't even remember it.

I've been at Jakes house basically every night since he came home. We've gotten into like three arguments but nothing too crazy. Just little things, like he sets an alarm at 4am to workout. Even with a broken leg he still lifts for an hour, crazy. I got over myself though because when he finished working out he would shower and come right back to bed... then we'd wake up and hangout at the house, he hasn't been at work much because when he actually needs to be there he's flying.

Besides all that, tonight was the first night I decided I should go back home. He of course begged me to stay because, "who else is gonna help me shower?" But I know damn well he can do it on his own because he has. So I packed up and went back to my apartment.

*at the apartment*

Not even 10 minutes home and he's calling me. I pull out my phone and its Sarah instead.

"Hello?"

"Beth... you will not believe who just hit on me,"

"Oh shit who?!"

"Fucking Bradley."

I gasped. Sarah's been partying more since her and her "friend" stopped talking, guess he had other woman to tend too and she wanted to be the only.

"Oh my lord, tell me everything now please."

"Ok, so he came up to me at the bar right, I saw his face and covered my mouth."

"Okayyyyy then what?"

"I'm getting their hold on.... So he sat next to me and asked how I was doing, my name, you know the basics... then he payed for shots, then we made out."

"Sarah. what the hell."

"Dude, I told you he is fine as fuck and if he wants me... shit imma take him because all the other guys I talked to were ugly."

"Sarah! I'm actually freaking the fuck out this is insane"

"You're not mad are you?"

"No of course not you can fuck, kiss, whatever with whoever you want. That's not my business. I'm just shocked, this is wild."

"So... for the plot?"

"Girl yes, just wait till we go on a double date..."

"OH MY GOSH YES," Sarah bursted out laughing.

We talked for a little then hung up. I cannot believe she kissed him, this is wild. I kinda wanna tell Jake but at the same time, this is hilarious. I don't wanna piss him off though so I guess I should tell him... but what do I say. "Oh so I showed Sarah who Bradley is and she kissed him at the bar.? Like what? No. I don't know, I'll tell him tomorrow or something.

*a bit later*

I finished showering and getting ready for bed when Jake called. I let it ring for a bit then answered.

"Miss me already?" I said.

"Yes, my bed is so cold, I'm plagued loneliness."

"Tell Javy to come over, he'll warm you up."

"He snores,"

"Oh, well buy a heated blanket."

"Right, should've thought about that one... anyway, whatcha doinnnnn?"

"Laying in bed."

"What are you wearing?" He said in a deep voice.

"Nothing."

"Wait really?" Jake's tone went back to normal.

"No, I'm wearing your grey navy hoodie and my blue stripped shorts."

"That's actually hotter somehow..."

"Your turn... what are you wearing?"

"A huge black boot."

"Well yes, what else?" I rolled my eyes.

"I told you I'm cold..."

I was not about to entertain this because if I did, he'd probably show up at my house.

"Alright alright, moving on."

"Fine, what would you like to talk about?"

"Actually, I found some very interesting news today, care to hear?"

"Always"

"Ok, get this... I obviously told Sarah about the whole Navy ball night."

"Right...?"

"She, of course, asked what Bradley looked like so she stalked and found his instagram..."

"Ok,"

"She saw him at the bar, he bought her shots.... Then they made out."

"Well damn, thats weird as shit. Especially after he tried getting with you? Bro is desperate."

"Yeah... while we are on the topic of this I should probably tell you something."

"Don't tell me you kissed him too,"

"No, I wouldn't, he's not my type."

"Type huh? Care to share what your type is?"

"Good question but I gotta tell you this first. So the other night I had a super weird dream, uncomfortable as fuck actually. So basically it was the Navy ball night but you and Bradley were switched, he punched you, you were drunk... me and him left, except he drove us to base and we looked at the planes at the hangar. Then he disappeared. It was super creepy."

"Oh." Jake said flatly.

"Are you mad?"

"What? Oh! No, no just that is weird. Thanks of telling me though."

"Yeah, of course, it felt weird not telling you."

"So... back to your type?"

"Hmm, ok lets see, 6'0 ft at least, muscular preferably, good nose..."

Jake cut me off, "Good nose? Could you describe that?"

"Nope, anyway, I like a man with a red truck, cowboy hats, and a big black boot! Oh! And he has to be funny or else I'm leaving."

"Wow, the perfect man from what I'm hearing."

"Rightttttt, you're turn-! What's your type,"

He better choose his words wisely.

"Ok, go in the mirror, boom. You'll be staring right at her."

He choose his words like the perfect man would.