Surprise Encounters

BECCA

“Oh, that makes sense…” I gulped down a good amount of champagne and answered Drew. “Lily told me that they are dating.”

“Dating?” Drew heartily laughed. “More like fucking.”

“You both are the same now. Hookups, one-night stands, meaningless relationships…” I gulped down the rest and searched for another flute.

“Something like that. You would be surprised if you knew about what sometimes happens in his house.”

“Something is telling me that I wouldn’t be thrilled.” I took two flutes at the same time and started sipping one of them immediately.

“Why? You love sex. I know you do, Rebecca. From literal experience.” I locked my eyes with Drew’s. It looked as if he was challenging me. He had a mischievous smile on his lips.

“I love sex, and I love being intimate. You’re right. Though, I am not open to experimenting.”

“Why? It adds spice to a relationship. Makes things hotter.” He extended his hand to me. “Dance with me.”

I gulped down both of my flutes of champagne, placed the empty glasses on the table, and took his hand. When we got to the dance floor, one of my favorite songs began playing—~Him and I~ by Halsey and G-Eazy.

I started to feel a little dizzy. I hadn’t eaten much tonight, and those weren’t my first drinks. Maybe I would regret it later, but it helped me to relax.

“So? Why not try something new?” Drew pressed me closer to him and whispered right in my ear. I shivered. Maybe I had forgotten about my feelings for him, but he still was a handsome man, and it was obvious that I would react to his closeness.

“I don’t know. I orgasm whenever I have sex, why do I need to try something new?”

“With me, you were more open.” Drew’s hand slid to my hip. “I will tell you a secret. Logan and I found something fascinating. We don’t do it often. But once in a while, if he trusts the girl…”

“Don’t tell me that you’re trying to tell me that you and Logan are having threesomes from time to time. I don’t believe it.”

“Rebecca, if there are no feelings, then why not? It’s pure pleasure, our rough instincts; that’s all.” He allowed his hand to slide down to my butt and then returned it to my waist. “And damn, you have no idea how good it feels when we are both inside of one girl.”

Now I wanted to vomit. Not because I was a snob. I enjoy having sex. It’s an essential part of a relationship between two lovers. It helps them to become closer, creates trust, and makes the love even stronger.

But imagining them together, banging one girl with double penetration… It was too hard. It meant that they both had changed drastically. I was mistaken about Logan.

“Drew, I… I honestly don’t know what to say to you right now,” I shook my head and averted my eyes from him.

I looked at other people dancing and felt my eyes start to prickle. Logan was dancing too with a gorgeous girl, and he was completely focused on her. His eyes were glued to her face. They were talking, and his smile was so genuine. He really liked her. There was no doubt.

“We are still the same, Rebecca. Maybe more open-minded. But I am a little surprised to see you like that. You are even more beautiful and sexier than you were in college.”

“You are self-confident, and you know that men like you. But you also are more conscious and more concerned about others’ thoughts.”

“Thank you for the dance and for the psychological advice. Now I think I need to find Lily. She might need something from me.”

“Rebecca, don’t be like that,” Drew tried to stop me, but I had enough this time.

“Leave me alone, Drew. I need time to swallow your fucking truth.” I pulled my hand from his and strode back to the house. On my way inside, I walked past Logan. Our eyes met for a moment, and I saw his brow furrow. Right now? I didn’t fucking care!

I was talking to other guests, barely remembering their names. I was smiling, laughing, and acting as if I was okay, while everything in me was frozen. How could I be so stupid? He said it. Four years is a long time. Attraction—yes. Desire—yes.

But love? Definitely not.

I don’t know him anymore. What Drew said was shocking, but only because I knew it was the truth and because I wasn’t surprised to hear those details about him. It was in his nature, and he was different only with me. I was astonished because of Logan. Logan Fucking Jones!

Closer to 1 am, the guests started to leave the house. I was drunk as hell by that point, but strangely, I was able to act cheerful. Like I was some girl who could barely hold her liquor. Lily and John had already left for the hotel, where they planned to spend their first night together as a married couple.

I walked to my room and went straight to the bathroom. I was wiping my makeup off when I heard the door to Logan’s room opening. Then I heard a woman’s laughter.

I clenched my jaw. My hand tightened on the countertop, digging my fingertips into it. It was so damn painful. Physically and mentally.

“One minute, Teresa…” I heard Logan’s voice and his footsteps. A few seconds later, the door to the bathroom opened, and we saw each other. “Oh…”

“Damn right, oh!” I raised my voice at him. I was drunk. I was angry and hadn’t had a release of my frustration for several days. I was on edge. Logan’s eyes narrowed at me, and he closed the door. “What?!”

“Are you drunk, Rebecca?” He came closer, and I took a step back. This time I knew for sure that I needed to keep my distance from him.

“As if it is any of your business.”

“Rebecca, what happened between Drew and you?”

“Go to hell, Logan.”

“What?!” I rushed out of the bathroom, but he followed me to my room, closing the door behind him. “Rebecca, what happened?”

“Are you deaf or what?! I said, go to hell!”

I was trapped. I started pacing left and right. Suddenly, Logan stepped in front of me, stopping me in my tracks. Yeah, being drunk in a situation like this wasn’t helpful.

“Move.”

“Hell no! What happened? What did he say to you?! What was it, Rebecca? You were drinking almost nonstop. It’s not who you are.”

“Fuck off, Logan Jones! I fucking hate you! Do you hear me? I hate you! I hate you, Logan! For everything! For making me believe! For making me believe that you are the same person as you were before! For lying to me! I hate you!”

“What did I do?! I was honest with you!”

“Really? Then why is she here? Why did you forget to mention that Drew and you like sharing girls?”

“He told you about that?!”

“Fuck off, Logan…” I was tired. I wanted to fall asleep. I slid to the floor, just like I was, still in my beautiful bridesmaid’s dress. I pressed my knees to my chest and sat, swaying from side to side. “I love you, Logan, and I hate you at the same time…”

“Rebecca, fuck, why did you need to get so wasted?!” Logan knelt beside me and tried to look me in the eyes. I was avoiding him, so he took my chin in his palm and made me look at him. “You don’t even know what you're talking about… Baby girl, why are you like that?!”

“I am telling you the truth. I love you, Logan.”

His palm dropped from my face. He stared at me in the eyes. He was trying to understand my motives when the only thought on my mind was that I needed him to believe me.

“God, help me…” Logan ran his palm over his face. He leaned towards me and peered into my gaze. “Rebecca, you aren’t thinking straight. You’re drunk. Let’s talk about this tomorrow. Okay?”

“No.”

“Rebecca…” He groaned, saying my name. I placed my hand on his, using this opportunity.

“Logan, I see how you look at me. I know that you’re still in love with me. I saw it. I know it.”

He didn’t try to jerk his hand away, instead just letting it sit comfortably near mine and continuing to look at me.

“Seeing you brought back so many emotions. But your kisses… Fuck, your kisses brought not only excitement, but reawakened my desire for you.

“They reminded me of something that was hidden very well. I loved you, Logan, all those years back in college. I loved you when we were apart. I am certainly in love with you now.”

“Rebecca, you are drunk... Drew made you upset, and you just... You’re mistaken... I am not in love with you. Just like you aren’t in love with me…”

“I shouldn’t have told you this right now... You won’t believe me while I am drunk…”

“Because it’s not true, Rebecca…” Logan’s voice softened. I chose a horrible moment to tell him about my feelings. He thought it was the alcohol talking, while in reality, it was the first time since I knew Logan that I was admitting my feelings for him aloud.

“Logan?” I heard a woman’s voice, and it suddenly brought memories of our first kiss and Melanie’s interruption. The bathroom door opened, and a stunning brunette stepped inside.

She was very observant. Her eyes roamed over me on the floor and Logan kneeling before me. I saw her lips stretch into a big smile.

“I know that probably it’s not the right moment. But I flew here from San Francisco to spend some time with you. I will need to leave in the early morning... So I thought we could finally get a little alone time.”

“We were talking. If you didn’t notice.” I hissed, stammering on my words.

“You were making a scene, while Logan tried to calm you down.”

“Teresa, please, she’s drunk…”

“I am perfectly aware. I don’t understand why you and I need to suffer because of it? We came to your room, having a perfect idea of what we wanted to do. Now, you’re wasting your time on this girl.”

“Who do you think you are?!” I tried to stand up. I did, but not on the first try.

“I am his girlfriend. You are embarrassing yourself.”

She walked confidently towards us, took Logan’s hand in hers, and pulled him to follow her. At first, I thought that he would resist her. That he would brush her off and stay with me. But no, I was completely wrong.

He walked away from me, not even glancing in my direction. I saw as they went inside the bathroom, saw as they closed the door, and then I heard another sound. They closed the door to Logan’s room, and with that, they shattered my dreams of being with him.

As if in a dream, I walked out of my door, quietly closing it behind me. I slid down the wall and sat on the floor. I felt my eyes growing heavier. My consciousness started to fade. The last thing I remembered was Riley’s face.