Pain and Love Comes in Many Forms

Chapter Two

What did I do?

When I woke up, Jack was already in the shower.

I felt dirty, sleeping with him. He was great in bed, and I enjoyed it, but, it was a one time thing to satisfy his own curiosity.

I shivered remembering it.

I heard the shower shut off and calmed myself before he walked in.

When he walked in, I forgot how dirty I felt, wanting to do everything all over again.

"You going to take a shower?" Jack asked.

"Obviously!" I snorted, getting up.... only to fall on my face.

"Shit, you okay?" Jack asked worriedly.

"No feeling in my legs," I muttered.

"Here, I'll run you a bath and help you get to the bathroom."

"Thanks." I didn't feel it necessary to add that it was his fault as I got off the ground. My legs hurt like hell. Well, not even all my legs, it was more my thighs and hips.

A few minutes later, he came back, "sorry, this is my fault," he apologized as he helped me up.

"Never thought I'd hear you apologize for fucking someone too hard," I snorted as we wobbled over to the bathroom. He helped me to the bath and I got in, sighing.

Jack huffed, "well, you weren't willing at first to experiment."

"Well," I flushed, "I can see why all the girls adore you."

"I'm that good?" He teased.

"It's not like I have anyone to compare it to."

Jack just smirked, "I took your maiden virginity."

"I'm going to fucking kill you."

"I'll stop! I'll stop!" He exclaimed. "You know, you're probably the best in bed."

"What are you buttering me up for?"

He snorted, "I feel offended. I'm just saying, we could maybe do this from time to time until we get actual girlfriends."

"Let me guess, you're still going to mess around?"

"Nah, I just want to find a girlfriend, and you're better than any the chicks I've been with so far."

"Why not?"

Why did I let him do what he wanted?

"I'm going to make us breakfast, what do you want?"

"Waffles."

"On it."

He left and went to get dressed. I could hear him running downstairs not too long after. I just washed up and then got dressed myself. It was hard to ignore that I had bite marks everywhere on me. Hickeys all over. This was going to be hard to explain.

I joined Jack downstairs and he had already made waffles.

If this happened every time, I could get used to this sort of thing. I guess.

"Thank you," I say, taking the waffles from and sitting at the bar. He stood on the other side, smiling at me.

"You look flipping adorable."

"Thanks. You going gay for me or something?" I joked.

"Nah, just stating the facts."

I held back the sharp bite of pain, instead being happy he found me cute, "Thanks for that."