Deleted Scenes - It Should Have Been Us Book One

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{James' POV}

It's been awhile since I felt any connection with any other girl. After Nadine left, I went back to partying most nights. I avoided any quiet time with the guys. Our outings were limited to club hopping and pool parties. No more out of town travels where they can grill me about what happened. Even Bret, Sam, and Ivan can't get through me. I made sure to always be in the scene. The first time I ever had any sexual encounter again was the night Nadine gave birth. Mommy My asked Zach to call me, telling me we had a baby boy. And then Ashley texted me asking if I've seen the pictures. That's when I opened my instagram to notifications of tagged photos.

Pictures the fans grabbed from Q's instagram of my wife and my kid after delivery. He wasn't even a day old and Q's already flagging the internet with the baby's face. One picture stood out - a selfie of all three of them together.

And I was taken back to the night I punched his face. He had it coming. When he got back from Japan, he texted me before coming to the club, telling me he loves Nadine and our baby and that he wants to settle things with me; if it's okay that he courts her. Of course it fucking well isn't.

Their picture together with the baby prompted me on my feet; grabbing the first girl and making her go down on me in one of the private rooms. It wasn't even remotely satisfying. It was weeks of fuck fest that followed. I thought I could get the image out of my head but I can't. One day I woke up with a hangover, clothes strewn around the hotel room, a nameless girl sprawled naked beside me. I packed up my bags and went straight to the airport. Not telling anyone.

Then I went to her place and saw her pushing a baby stroller. I followed her without her noticing. She stopped by the nearby park then sat on a bench and pulled out a book from her bag. Her eyes flitting back and forth between the pages of the book and the stroller. I took in a deep breath and made the first step but I halted.

A tall guy in running gear stopped in front of her, blocking her from view, then he bent and placed a kiss on her lips (not that I actually saw their lips touched but with the angle of his bent, there's no way it would have landed anywhere besides her lips) I turned around and walked away without looking back.

I was lost in my thoughts when I bumped into someone at the airport.

Sorry. I mumbled an apology as I helped her pick up her passport and phone from the floor. I glanced at the boarding pass. Then I looked at her. Nath.

Hi, James. Fancy seeing you here. Her face beaming.

For the first time in what seemed like forever, I haven't thought of Nadine, or Q, or the baby.