Always Remember

just wearing us down. We were trying to hold onto something that slipped away a long time ago. We have totally different paths in life. He’s happy to stay in that small town and I’m... not. You know, there’s a part of me that wishes he could be more like Alec.”
    “ Why?” She’s incredulous.
    “ He followed you to London because he couldn’t be without you. For everything me and Carl shared, he never did that. He didn’t even visit me once. But it’s done now, right?” I put the carton down.
    “ Jen, are you okay?”
    “ I am. Really, I’m fine. I guess I’m just a little upset things had to end the way they did, but at least it was a mutual thing.” But not upset enough that I can’t think about your brother in an inappropriate way.
    “ Okay. Look, I gotta go. We’ll speak later, yeah?”
    “ Of course. Have fun. Bye!”
    I drop the phone, and watch it slide across my counter. There is another guy in this city I could use to get the break up out of my mind, and get my inner Jen back out. But again with the best friend ’s brother. The best friend’s stupidly hot here-have-it-on-a-plate brother. Ugh. Again with the inappropriate thoughts.
    The photos stuck to my fridge with magnets taunt me, especially the one of me and Bing at Si ’s 50 th birthday party last year. Carl couldn’t make it up, as usual, so I went with Bing. I sigh at the teal gown I wore that made me feel like a princess, and him in his sharp, tailored suit. His arm is hooked around my waist and we look, for all intents and purposes, like a couple. That picture was taken not long after our almost kiss.
    The almost kiss that has haunted me ever since.
    I snap out of it and focus my attention on unpacking my suitcase full of clean clothes. I need to stock up on Vino, chocolate, and ice cream ready for this month’s visitor. I can already tell she’s gonna be a bitch.

BING

    Did u sleep naked last night?
    I frown at my phone and laugh out loud. I think that tops the ten weirdest text messages ever received.
    Why? Are u hoping I did?
    I hit the send button and chuckle to myself. Jen is the only girl I know with big enough balls to send me a message like that.
    In ur dreams, space cadet. I’m wondering if I need to de-flea myself, that’s all.
    I shake my head at her. Space cadet? The girl is random as shit.
    No de-fleaing necessary. Cold shower maybe.
    Ur not that hot.
    Not what ur eyes said last night. I smirk to myself, wondering how she’ll come back to that one. I know she’ll have one.
    I need to go to specsavers apparently. I must be half blind if I looked at u like ur hot.
    I laugh. Loudly. Goddamn, she has enough fire inside her to set this city alight. I ’d love to be the one to cool her down for five minutes. Actually, make that five hours. I’d need more than five measly fucking minutes with a goddess like Jennifer Mason. My dick stiffens at the thought of spending time with her... In my bed.
    U win. U going out tonight?
    Wasn’t going to. Who’s out?
    I know Saph is out with us.
    Get her to ring me and I ’ll see.
    I shoot a quick message off to Mitch telling him to tell Saph to ring Jen. Too many tellings, and I’m still as hard as a fucking rock. Closing my eyes, I take a deep breath, and head towards the shower, doing whatever I can to keep that blonde bombshell off my sexually inclined mind.

    ~

    My eyes scour the club as I lean by the bar with Mitch, pint in hand. As usual, there are a million girls in here tonight. And, as usual, I only give a crap about one.
    Said girl is looking so hot in the little black dress and pink heels she ’s wearing that she should come with a warning.
    Warning; erection guaranteed.
    I bring the glass to my lips, watching as she moves her body to the beat of the music, her hips swaying round tantalisingly. Her body undulates, her curves move like they’re made of liquid, the fluidity begging me to touch.
    I clench my free hand and try to focus on something, on anything other than her.
    When the song ends, Jen and Saph come bounding up to us. Jen’s cheeks are flushed from dancing, her eyes shining. What would she look like if I was the cause of that? Would she still have that bead of sweat dripping down her neck and running teasingly into her cleavage? Holy...
    “ Squashed frogs! Two!” Saph yells at the bartender. Despite how busy it is, Saph gets served immediately. Some people would say it’s the bright red hair piled on top of her head, the watermelons