The Unexpected Series (Unexpected #1-3)

by Amy Marie

  “Oh, God!” I moan out and his thumb pushes down giving me the orgasm my body has been craving all day. A few more thrusts into my hands later he lays his head onto my shoulder and climaxes.

  After we clean up and straighten out our clothes I’m hit with the realization that both of us have been absent from dinner for almost twenty minutes.

  “Trent! They are going to know something is up.”

  “Don’t worry,” he says placing a small kiss on my lips. “Just go to your car. I’ll be there in a minute.”

  I walk out of the bathroom, out the door and to my car without question. Trent comes out a few minutes later with my bag and keys.

  “What did you tell them?”

  “That you weren’t feeling well and that you were going to drive me home.” He holds his hand out for my keys.

  I hand them over and walk to the passenger side. “Erin will see right through that and where is your truck?”

  “At home. Erin and Walker picked me up,” he informs me as we get into the car. “When Erin told me you were coming I figured you could just give me a ride.”

  I look over at him thinking there is a double meaning behind it. He winks, confirming my suspicions.

  I’m so distracted from Trent’s light touches to my knee that I forget he lives on the same street as Jace. When we finally arrive on Park Avenue I look around to see if I can find his house. When I spot Jace’s car my eyes go wide. He lives directly across the street from Trent. You could back out of Trent’s driveway and into Jace’s.

  He eases my car behind his truck and turns off the engine. Neither of us moves. I don’t know what he expects, but I’m not making the decision.

  “Noelle,” he speaks into the quiet night.

  “Mmm hmm.” I look over but he is staring out the windshield.

  “I want you to come in.” His hand reaches back over and grabs mine. “I just want to talk. We’ve spent the day touching and not talking. We need to talk.”

  “Okay.” I agree and we silently go into the house.

  I’m scared to look back to see if Jace is watching.

  Upon entering I make myself comfortable on the couch noticing that the house is in immaculate condition just like it should be.

  “Did you clean up from last night?” I ask and then think to myself that I can’t believe almost twenty four hours ago I was here, kissing Jace.

  “I did.” He hands me a glass of wine sitting beside me. “Are you proud of me?”

  “I am. You know how much I love things neat and clean.”

  He looks over, taking me in and bites his lip.

  “What?” I’m curious. “You seem to be holding something in.”

  “I was just going to say that ‘unlike how you have sex’.” He laughs.

  “Trent. I’d deny it but then I would be lying.” I chuckle with him and take a sip of my wine.

  “So.” He leans back and crosses his arms behind his neck. “Let’s talk.”

  “Okay.” I set my glass down on the table and turn my body so one leg is propped up on the cushion. “Talk.”

  Letting out a long breath he leans forward placing his elbows on both knees and turns his head to look at me.

  “Two years, Noe. It’s been almost two years since I realized I have feelings for you. Do you know how long that feels?” He asks.

  I shake my head in complete astonishment. I never knew. If there had been a few hints I missed them. Obviously, there has been a sexual attraction, but feelings?

  “It feels like fucking forever. I think it started even before then. Anytime you were with Erin I would watch you. Watch the way you move. Watch the way one side of your mouth tips up when you’re really interested in what someone is saying. The way you bite your lip, like right now, when you’re nervous.”

  I release my bottom lip from my teeth and look down. He lifts my chin back up so he can look into my eyes.

  “The way you walk with a small sway to your hips. More if you want to be noticed, which isn’t hard because I don’t think a man within a block of you doesn’t see you. When you smile, the entire room brightens up and most importantly how you treat Jason like he is your own. Showering him with kisses and rocking him until he falls asleep. God, Noelle!”

  He jumps up throwing his arms to the side. “You used to make me crazy and then, all the sudden, I fell...and I fell so hard that I haven’t been able to stand, until this afternoon. When I kissed you it felt like a weight was lifted. I was showing you I wanted you and I know you want me. Just say you want me. You want this.”

  His eyes are pleading as he sits back down, closer to me this time.

  Do I want this?

  What would it mean if we gave it a chance?

  “Why now? Why after two years do you decide to tell me now?” I’m trying to figure it all out.

  “I was planning on telling you last night, Noelle. I asked Erin to get you there and everything just went to shit and when I saw Jace kissing you I fucking lost it. I watched him watching you and I watched him pursue you. How could you be kissing some guy that you just met when you should be kissing me?” He leans over kissing my exposed shoulder.

  “What if there’s no chemistry?” I joke.

  “No chemistry? I know we have chemistry but if you’re unsure I can remind you.”

  Trent props himself up and leans forward pushing my body down across the couch. Burrowing himself between my legs I can already feel how much chemistry we have. He rolls himself into me, and I whimper.

  “You’re a beautiful, smart and sexy woman, Noe.” His kisses shower down my neck as his hands grip my hair. “Choose me. Choose this.”

  I want to. I want to so badly, but I need time to think clearly.

  “Trent.” I push on his chest, and he lifts his body off mine. “It’s my turn to talk.”

  Stabilizing himself he grabs my hand and lifts me back up.

  “Okay. Shoot.”

  “You need to move back more. I can only think with my lady parts if you are that close.”

  He lets out a full blown laugh but moves back.

  “We don’t just have us to think about, Trent. If we get together and something happens it can affect my friendship with Erin, my dinners with your family, time with Jason and your nieces and nephews. What if this doesn’t work out?”

  “Noelle, please stop with the ‘what ifs’?” His frustration is starting to surface. “Can you honestly tell me that you would regret it more if we tried and it didn’t work than if we didn’t see this through at all?”

  “I don’t know and I think that’s what the problem is. I need to think this through and figure all that out.” Standing up I grab my glass of wine and empty it. “I need to go.”

  He follows me towards the door but grabs me just before I reach it. “You promise to think about it? Do that entire ‘pro and con’ list shit that you like to do? Weigh all the options, Noe, because I have. I would rather you and I try it out and promise to stay friends if it doesn’t than the alternative.”

  “I promise to give some serious thought to this. You know I don’t do long term and I know you don’t want the short term version so just let me think,” I plead.

  “Go on a date with me then. Just one. You gave Jace today, I deserve the same don’t I?” He slides his hand down my arm and clasps my fingers around his.

  “Okay. Call me tomorrow and we can make plans.” I agree standing as high as my toes will allow and kiss him on the cheek. “Bye, Trent. We’ll talk tomorrow.”

  “Bye, Noe.” He opens the door and grabbing my face he places the gentlest of kisses on my forehead.

  Pulling my bag off my shoulder, I dig around for my keys. I don’t notice that Jace is outside leaning on his car.

  “You know the window is open?” He calls out pointing towards Trent’s house.

  I turn around and find the blinds pushed to the side so you can see directly into the house.

  “Listen, Jace. I know what that might have looked like bu
t...”

  “You don’t have to explain it to me, Noelle. I saw you push him away.” He shoves off from his car and meets me in the middle of the street. “But I also saw you two kiss and I have to say that hurt. I just don’t understand why I feel so territorial over you. I don’t want him touching you. I should take you inside my house and erase every touch of his.”

  Looking down I feel guilty. If he only knew how he touched me earlier in the night.

  “Do you want him?” He asks bringing me out of my daze.

  “I still don’t know,” I say with conviction looking up because I don’t have a clue.

  “Do you want me?”

  “I don’t know that either.”

  He’s the safer choice. If things don’t work out with Jace, or he is just another notch on my long belt full of notches, there is absolutely no collateral damage. There is no possibility of losing a friend or people that I call family, and I’m attracted to Jace. I normally don’t feel so connected to someone right away besides physically but there is something about him that makes me want to know him better.

  But I can’t lose Trent.

  There is no denying the sexual chemistry between the two of us, and I know that we would be explosive in the bedroom. Deep down inside I’ve always wanted something with him but until today I didn’t realize it was there.

  Two weeks ago I was speed dialing Chase for our monthly screw and today I’m considering changing my casual sex dating life for one of two men who are offering me more.

  With a quick goodbye and a promise to call later this week, I head home to try to rid myself of this horrendous headache that has slowly seeped its way in. After I pop some medicine and take a bath I pour myself into bed.

  The light from my phone blinks with waiting text messages.

  Erin: Lucy, you have some ‘splainin’ to do!

  Sexy Jace: Sweet dreams, sweet thing.

  Trent: Choose us.

  I cry myself to sleep that night knowing that soon I’m going to have to break someone’s heart...and it might be my own.

  I’ve never been so nervous in my life. My palms are sweating, and my knees are shaking. It’s like the first time I took a girl on a date but this is more important. I’m not only trying to win her over, I’m trying to win her away from another guy. But I’ve got one thing going for me...I’ve known her a hell of a lot longer. I know what makes her tick, what pisses her off, and I’m pretty sure I know how to turn her on.

  The past week has been crazy with all the construction work that summer brings, and I haven’t had time to drink a beer let alone spend time with Noelle. She finally agreed to make plans today, and right now I’ve got her exactly where I want her...in my hands.

  “I can’t believe you’re taking me to Six Flags! I haven’t been there in forever. I’m so excited!” She giddily shrieks in the passenger seat, fingers locked with mine.

  A blood curdling scream comes from the back as Jason excitedly mimics Noelle’s enthusiasm. He won’t be tagging along so that we can freely ride the coasters. I’m scared of heights, but I love the thrill of a roller coaster. I haven’t been there in a while either, and if I’m going to fight for Noelle she needs my full attention.

  She spent most of the morning with us arriving just after breakfast. Every time I see her with Jason it takes my breath away. She loves him as much as I do, and I know her love for him is a big part of why she doesn’t know if we can give it a go. We’ve spoken on the phone or texted every night this week. She has expressed multiple times that she’s worried something will happen, and she won’t be welcome around Jason or our family. She has to know better, but I need to make her see that I’m in this for the long haul and not just a few months. That worrying about what happens after isn’t an issue when I know she is the one for me.

  After Alex left I didn’t do relationships. Our world was perfect in my eyes and to know that someone I loved and trusted could just leave me like that right around the time my father passed away guts me. I have trust issues to say the least.

  “You happy, baby boy?” She calls out to the back seat.

  “No!” he yells. That’s his new favorite word.

  I’d almost rather hear him say damn it all the time than no.

  “Well then.” Noelle laughs his mini rant off and mutters. “Temperamental like his daddy.”

  We both are silently enjoying the ride until Jason says, “Mama” as we get to his other grandparents house.

  “I wish, buddy,” I quietly say back to him and jump out before telling Noelle I’ll be right back.

  Bag and Jason in hand, I walk up to the house and ring the bell. Never once have I felt that I could walk right in, even after all these years I’ve spent coming here.

  Alex’s mom answers the door looking flushed and snatches Jason out of my arms with just enough time for me to give him a kiss and hand over his bag.

  Assholes.

  ~~

  The park is huge. They added a water park next to the theme park a while back, and I wish I would have told Noelle to bring her bathing suit. From what I saw last weekend her cycling classes are doing her body some good.

  My dick starts to come alive when I think about me pulling loose the strings of the bottoms and watching them fall to the floor.

  “What are you thinking about?” She asks catching me mid dirty thought.

  “Just about how good your body felt under my touch.” I reach up sliding a finger down her cheek, and she blushes.

  Noelle isn’t a blusher, so I know she is remembering too.

  Once in the park, we walk to the right heading for the first roller coaster we see. She is unusually quiet and is looking everywhere but at me.

  “Noe.” I stop her from going into the turnstile. “What’s wrong? You were excited to come here and now you are so quiet.”

  She looks behind me like the answer is there. Apparently finding it she shocks me with her response. “I want to kiss you.”

  A smile crosses my lips as I grab the back of her neck and pull her svelte body towards mine as she closes her eyes. Patrons whistle walking around us, but I don’t give a shit. Our foreheads meet, and I can feel her jagged breathing caressing my skin but I don’t kiss her.

  “Let’s play a game,” I suggest. Her eyelids fly open and she pulls away.

  “A game?” She says looking disappointed. Maybe I should have kissed her first but this seems like a lot more fun.

  “Yea. A game. Truth or Dare.” I shrug. This seems to irritate her more until I see a tiny light bulb go off in that crazy head of hers.

  “Truth or dare?” She asks.

  “Truth.” I laugh out and she mutters, “Fuck.”

  “I wanted you to say dare! Ass!” Yelling she walks through the turnstile and stomps up the stairs.

  She is a pistol, and I love it.

  I catch up to her just as she gets to the top of the steps and push my front into her back making it flushed against the corner of the railing just out of sight.

  Her hair glides through my fingers easily as I push it aside and give her the gentlest of kisses on her shoulder blade. She’s wearing a green tank top and tight jean shorts that barely cover the bottom of her ass. My hands grip her hips and I whisper, “Ask me your question and I’ll give you that kiss you’re begging for.”

  Her head leans back exposing her neck to me and I take a tiny nip. “Ask me, Noe.”

  “Do you think of me?” She finally gives in.

  “All the fucking time.” I kiss just under her ear listening to her quiet moans escape.

  “I mean do you think of me...when you’re alone? At night? In the shower?”

  “When I stroke myself, Noelle? I told you. All. The. Fucking. Time.” I bite at the edge of her ear. “Now turn around.”

  She obeys, and I can see her nipples peaking through her top as her breasts rise and fall rapidly. She wants me and if we were in my bed, I would have her surrendering herself to me.

  “Do you want that kiss
still?”

  Gripping my t-shirt she aggressively brings her lips towards mine. “Desperately.”

  “Truth or dare?” I stop her knowing that I could very well lose my nuts soon.

  “Dare,” she whispers.

  “Kiss me,” I command, and she doesn’t hesitate.

  Her lips meet mine with such urgency that I’m not sure I won’t just fuck her right here, right now. I’m not a man of exhibition. I like for what’s mine to be seen by me only, but she has me so worked up, I’m not sure I could stop myself.

  I pull away first causing her to let out the cutest huff. I have to. I don’t think I can stop if we keep going the way we are, so I grab her hand and we go on the first of many roller coasters of the day.

  ~~

  “Truth or dare?” She asks as we walk past the games section of the park where dads try unsuccessfully to win oversized stuffed animals for their kids.

  “Truth.”

  “Okay,” she starts. “I know you hate heights. So how can you ride roller coasters?”

  Noelle has seen firsthand how much I despise heights. She and Erin wanted to go parasailing in Wisconsin and I all but threw myself off the boat to avoid going up there. I’d rather drown than fall to my death.

  I rub my chin between my thumb and pointer finger. “Well, I’m still nervous when we get in line but as long as I am strapped in I’m fine. I just love the thrill of the ride but the idea of not having something underneath you or the security of being tied down to something concrete freaks me out.”

  She contemplates my answer and nods.

  “Truth or dare, Noe?”

  “Truth,” she answers not looking my way.

  “Okay.” My body turns to her and she finally looks my way. “Have you ever had any interest in me before last weekend?”

  Her eyes grow wide and her trademark smirk crosses her lips. “Trent Decker. Are you doubting your appeal? What girl wouldn’t be interested in you? You’re an amazing father, you’re successful and not to mention freaking sexy.”

  “I’m not concerned about what other girls think about me. I couldn’t care less. I want to know what you think about me.”