Chapter 3

I pulled into Jared’s. Unlike me, he wasn’t afraid to flaunt his money. He was an executive at a music production company made really good money. He was young, but he was definitely good at his job. His place was a A LOT bigger than mine… although in his defense, he did throw a few parties a year for all his clients and coworkers, so it was understandable that he needed the extra space.

I got out of my car and realized that there was another car in his driveway I didn’t recognize. I know most of his coworkers’ cars since they stop by pretty often. Maybe it was new talent he was bringing in. I let myself in and to my surprise there were roses EVERYWHERE. It was absolutely stunning. The grand entrance inside was also lined with candles and petals.

I was literally just thinking about how he hasn’t proposed yet today… and here it is. I could barely believe it. It was so beautiful. I then realize there is a harp player stashed off to the side of the room… it hits me… the unknown car! Moved by the effort he put in, I start to cry a little. I love Jared beyond words. He’s been there for me and has always been the best of boyfriends. To make it even better, he and my brother get along like family should.

I then see Jared pop out of the other room. He’s wearing a fitted suit and suddenly I really regret wearing my sweats over. But God, does he look sexy as ever. His curly brown hair is fixed ever so perfectly on his head and his green eyes make it hard to look anywhere else but in them. I can see his pecks through his shirt. It’s almost too hard not to rip his clothes off and head to the bedroom, but I want to enjoy every second of this because I’ve been waiting for this moment for years.

He has this devilish smile on his face as he knows what I am thinking that very second. The distance between us gets closer and closer. He chuckles and says “I would have told you to dress up, but I was afraid you would have suspected as to why.”

I felt like a teenager who couldn’t contain her excitement. But I definitely had to play it cool.

“Rebecca, will you do the honor of becoming my better half?” Jared says while kneeling down with a huge smile on his face.

“Of course I will!” I yelled and just couldn’t keep my excitement at bay. I did a quick little giddy dance as Jared pulled a ring out from his pocket. I was in awe. He definitely went for something noticeable. It had to be at least 3 carats. It looked slightly big for my finger, as he slipped it on, but I’m sure I’d get used to it. I gave him a big hug as he picked my up and gave me a little spin. I went in for a kiss. Then that kiss turned hot and heavy. He didn’t put me down. I wrapped my legs around his waist (I didn’t even care that the harp player was in the room) and he carried me to his bedroom. He plopped me down on the bed where I ripped my shirt off as he unbuckled his belt. He crawled on top of me and started kissing my neck. I was so turned on that I was pretty much panting at this point. I turned my head so he could get a better angle, and I seen something. Something underneath his dresser. I was trying to focus, but I was having a hard time doing so while so turned on. He backed off a little so he could pull down his pants and mine and I half sat up… trying to make out what this thing was. Then it hit me like a freight train. It was a pair of panties. A pair of bright pink, lacey panties. I don’t own any sort of panty like that. Anything sexy I own is black. I pushed him back so I could go over and reach beneath the dresser.

“What on Earth are you doing?” Jared said

“What the hell are these?!” I say as I pull the panties out.

He turned slightly red “They are yours, remember?” They’ve been there forever.”

“Never in my life would I have bought these. These are definitely not mine.” I was growing angrier by the second.

There was a few seconds of silence. I stared at him. I could tell he was lying to me. He was never any good at it.

“I cheated on you.”

Those words hit me hard. Never in my life would I have thought he was capable of that. I stood there in silence waiting for him to explain something. Or tell me this was a really bad joke. But he didn’t. He just stared at me with tears starting to fill his eyes waiting for me to say something.

I grabbed my shirt quickly and ran out to the door. Before I could open it, Jared was racing behind me and put his hand above my head on the door to close it. I turned. We were face to face. We both had tears streaming down our faces.

“How could you do this to me?” I asked with hate and disgust in my voice.

“I didn’t mean to. I got a little drunk and it just kinda happened. It didn’t mean anything and I regretted it the second it started.”

“It just kinda happened?! That’s really what you are going to tell me right now?? Are you fucking kidding me?” I was furious. I had never snapped at Jared like that before, but it was well deserved.

My anger surprised him. He actually took a step back. He was trying to read me. He was trying to find something to say that would make things better.. smooth things back over between us. And in that second, I quickly opened the door and ran to my car. Knowing that since his pants were off, there was no way he would follow me out into the open driveway.