Josh…it was supposed to be Josh.
I felt something soft land on my shoulders, and I realized he was putting my bathrobe over me.
“Thank you. ”
“Heather, if I had known ahead of time, I would never have. . . ”
Oh great…just great. Now, he’s sorry for having sex with me. I looked up at him as I felt the tear roll down my face.
“Baby, please don’t cry. I feel like shit as it is. I wish I could go back and change it all. ”
Wow…. good-looking and caring…but he’s still not Josh.
***
After a few more minutes of me sitting on the bathroom floor, rocking back and forth while I tried to remember anything from last night, I got up and made my way into the living room. Then, I remembered I was butt-ass naked, so I started to turn back to the bedroom when my door bell rang. I looked at the clock on the wall. Who the hell would be here at seven in the morning?
Pulling my robe closer to me, I tied it tightly and opened the door. My jaw just about hit the floor when I saw Josh standing there. He looked awful, like he hadn’t slept in days.
“Josh? What…what are you doing here? I thought you were with Lynda. ”
Josh looked confused. “What? How did you know I was with Lynda last night?”
“When I called you she answered and told me you were in the shower. She said y’all were planning on having an enjoyable evening. ” Holy shit, I spit that all out so fast.
“Wait, what time did you call?” Josh asked, looking confused as hell. He pulled out his phone and scrolled through his call log.
Oh no. I felt like I was going to throw up again. “Um, around ten. ”
“That’s weird. I saw her on my phone, and she said it was the wrong number. The last call on my log is when I called you. ”
Oh my god. She set me up. “Did you sleep with her last night?” I blurted out. God, please say yes.
“Heather, can I at least come in?”
“Did you sleep with her last night, Josh?” I almost shouted.
“I almost did, but I couldn’t do that to you, Heather. I love you. I only want to be with you. ”
I felt my legs going out from under me, and then Josh reached over and grabbed me.
“Shit, Heather. ”
Josh grabbed me and started to bring me into the living room. When I looked up, I saw Jerry standing there, watching us. He looked confused as hell, wearing only his boxers.
The moment Josh noticed him, I felt it. His hold on me tightened, and he sucked in a breath of air. He helped me to the sofa where I sat down. I looked between Josh and Jerry. Wow, both their names begin with the letter J. I shook my head. What the hell, Heather? Really?
“Um, hey, I’m Jerry. ”
Jerry reached out his hand out to shake Josh’s, but Josh took a step backward. Then, Josh looked at me. I knew the moment when he realized what had happened.
“You slept with him?” Josh whispered.
“Josh…” I tried to talk, but I lost my voice.
Josh glared at Jerry.
Jerry glanced at me, shook his head, and then looked back at Josh.