Chapter 3

Bethany

“I put my all into writing those chapters please tell me it passed,”

I begged my agent. I sent five chapters to her yesterday after working tirelessly on it for the past three days.

“It’s not perfect but I can tell that going outside your house definitely did something. You just need to go out more, Beth, you are almost there.”

She advised me. If only she knew just what I did each time I stepped out of my house. No, I couldn’t do it anymore. What if I find another hot man and end up in bed with him? I was racking body count like I was on some kind of mission.

Over the past three days, I refused to leave the house. After waking up alone for the second time in a row with the man I spent the night with gone without any trace, I made up my mind to stay away from the club. It was no use going back to the club for hottie number two because if he wanted to keep in contact with me, he would have at least left a note.

Only when I woke up alone the next morning did I remember that once again, I didn’t manage to get a name from my lover. Both of them gave me the best nights of my life and disappeared like nothing happened.

I spent the last three nights in my bed alone dreaming of them coming back and fucking me again but this time together. It was a crazy fantasy and it left me wanting. Not even my toys could satisfy me not after having two hot men make my nights for two days.

“Beth?”

My agent called, bringing me back to reality. I let out a sigh.

“Yes, ma’am, I will go out again tonight. Bye.”

I said and hung up. I looked around my apartment and sighed deeply. Something changed in me after the night I had with my lovers. Maybe I should go out, maybe I should try to see if I can find any of them. Or maybe I will find a new lover.

“That’s a crazy thing to think about Bethany. Come off it. You are not a slut.”

I told myself and decided that I would go out but not to the club. I could take a walk around my neighborhood. I lived in a pretty good area so that should do. I spent the whole day cleaning my apartment even though it didn’t really need any cleaning. At about eight pm, I left my apartment to go for a walk. I didn’t take my car as I wasn’t going far.

The night was chilly but it was just what I needed. I strolled around with no direction in mind, my thoughts all over the place but mostly about my lovers.

I couldn’t help but wish that they had left something behind for me to find them with. Okay, they did leave something behind. Lover number two sank his teeth almost at the same spot that the Greek god had but it was below it.

Both of them gave me marks that made my body tingle with want each time I touched them. It made me wonder if it was the new trend nowadays for men to mark the women they fuck.

I hadn’t been getting some until those two nights so I couldn’t tell but their marks made me feel good, only if they could come back and make me feel good again.

I was so focused on dreaming about my mystery lovers that I didn’t notice what was going on until my bag was snatched from my hand. I froze for a second before I regained my senses and realized a thief was running away with my purse which contained my cards, phone, and house key.

“Hey, give me back my bag.”

I yelled and started running after him. I looked around trying to see if I could find anyone to help but no one was in sight. I ran as fast as my legs could carry me, yelling and begging him to bring my purse back but he didn’t listen, neither did he slow down.

“Fucking hell!”

I yelled out and stopped running. It was hard to breathe as I watched the thief run away with my bag. I couldn’t even cry. Maybe I should have stayed back at my apartment. I gave up hope of ever finding my bag but then someone ran past me.

He ran in the direction that the thief had taken. I didn’t have hope that he would bring back my bag but a few minutes later, I saw him walking back to me with my bag in his hand.

I couldn’t focus on my bag that he managed to get from the thief, all I could see was the gorgeous man who held the bag as he strolled towards me. I swallowed, trying to clear the lump that formed in my throat and also stop the butterflies that were growing inside my stomach.

“Hi, princess. I brought back your purse. You should hold it well.”

He was talking but I could barely make out what he was saying. It felt like I had been hypnotized. I tried to speak but couldn’t get the words out. He obviously knew the effect that he had on me because he smiled and strapped my bag over my shoulder.

“You are in shock. Do you live far from here? I can walk you home.”

He offered. I finally got my voice back.

“No, thank you. I can manage, you have done enough.”

I told him and tried to leave. I couldn’t stay in his presence more for fear of doing the unthinkable. How can I be attracted to another man? A total stranger for the third time and it was all different men. I must be going crazy for real.

I walked away from him but stopped when he started following me.

“You don’t have to follow me.”

I told him.

“You are right but I don’t think it’s safe to leave you alone. Let me walk you to your house, I promise, I won’t do anything that you don’t want.”

What? The last part of what he said was the whole reason I shouldn’t even let him walk me in the first place. What I don’t want? It was an understatement that could turn around and bite me when I invited him in. Still, I let him walk with me. He didn’t try to talk to me or showed any interest so I assumed that I was the only one feeling hot just by being close to him.

“Thank you.”

I told him when we got to the entrance of my apartment. He smiled and nodded. He made to walk away but I stopped him.

“Do you want to come in for coffee?”

I invited him even though I tried to talk myself out of it. He turned around and smiled.

“Of course,”

He said. I nodded and opened my door with shaking hands. It wasn’t from the effect of my purse getting stolen.

“So, tell me, what’s your name?”

I asked, I couldn’t risk not knowing my third lover’s name. Wait, why am I already calling him my lover? He hasn’t even made any attempt on me. I must really be in heat or something. That was the only explanation as to why I wanted to fuck a stranger for the third time.

“Nicholas, what’s your name?”

He asked, I smiled and drank from my coffee.

“Bethany,”

He nodded and looked around my apartment.

“You have a lovely home, Bethany. Do you have a boyfriend or husband?”

He asked, I shook my head.

“Okay, then, it won’t feel weird then.”

He said more to himself.

“What?”

I asked, he smiled and shook his head.

“Nothing, just that I didn’t want to desire a woman that’s already taken. Now that I know you are single, I can admire you in peace.”

His words sent a rush of heat down my body. He was interested in me, he just thought I was with someone that’s why he tried to hide it. That put ideas in my head even though I tried to talk myself out of it. I dropped my coffee and strolled to him. I wordlessly took his cup from him and reached for his hand to pull him to his feet.

He didn’t seem shocked or offended by my forwardness, instead, he fitted his arms around my waist and lifted me off my feet.

“Should I? Can I?”

He asked, I knew what he was asking for and I didn’t need words to respond. I cupped his face and kissed him. Once again, like those two nights with the two different men, my lover spent the night making love to me. I fell asleep in his arms knowing that I would wake up and he wouldn't be there. At least this time, I got his name.

I wasn’t surprised when I woke up alone the next morning, it was so expected. I walked to my bathroom, brushed my teeth, and splashed water on my face.

I couldn’t even feel disappointed because I kind of expected it. I walked towards my kitchen to make myself some breakfast because I spent my energy last night fucking a stranger. My eyes widened in shock when I heard a noise coming from my kitchen. I tiptoed there and was even more shocked when I saw who it was.

“Good morning,”

He said with a smile. I was shocked to see him in my kitchen shirtless bringing back memories of me dragging my fingers through his body last night as he thrusted in and out of me, taking me to pleasure land. I swallowed as I hadn’t been expecting him to still be around.

“I thought you would be hungry so I made breakfast,”

He said and beckoned me to come in. I was still surprised that he was really still around but I walked in and took a seat. He placed a plate of omelet, toast, and hot chocolate in front of me. I thanked him and devoured the food because I was really hungry.

“Thank you for feeding me.”

I said and flashed a smile in his direction when I finished eating. It felt nice to have him around after the last two left before I woke up.

“I didn’t do anything, you had everything ready, I just threw them in.”

He said and picked up the dish that I used, I decided that I liked him a lot more than the others whose names I didn’t even know. I should forget them now and focus on Nicholas.

Maybe I encountered them first to appreciate Nicholas more. I watched him washing the dishes I used. I realized he had such a huggable body. I stood up and strolled towards him, I got to him, wrapped my arms around his waist, and rested my head against his back.

He felt so familiar even though we met only last night. He turned around and looked down at me with a beautiful smile that melted my heart and turned my legs to jelly. His lips came down on mine, I welcomed him and let him lead me back to the bedroom where he made love to me again.

“Will I ever see you again?”

I asked hours later when he started getting ready to leave. We spent the day together and I honestly didn’t want our time together to end but now, he had to go.

“Yes, of course, I will come around.”

He said but didn’t specify.

“Be more specific, when will I see you again?”

I asked, desperate to have a date so that I could look forward to it.

“Maybe later tonight but if I can’t make it, I will come by tomorrow. I promise.”

He said and leaned down to kiss me. I smiled happily.