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Quinn was a jerk, he was an immature jerk, I know what I did was wrong, but honestly, I only did it because I thought I could get him out of my system, the truth was, after last night, I just wanted him, more of him, and all of him. All through the night, I kept tossing and turning, trying to find the most comfortable position so I could fall asleep, I couldn’t, somehow I knew that I wouldn’t be able to find the comfort I got from lying beside Quinn. He was infuriating and annoying, but I still wanted him close to me, holding me tight like how he did last night.
Turning to more pressing matters, I stayed in my room because I didn’t dare to face Michelle, not because I was guilty of the accusation. Still, because I was embarrassed, I knew she must’ve thought about the possibility of Sam. I got with each other and also thought more about what Quinn said about me getting him drunk just to fuck him.
I stayed in my room for a few hours, and when I was fed up with waiting alone, I made way to the door, I was going to look for my best friend, I wanted him to hug me and tell me I’d be fine. Just when I pulled the door open, I saw Sam, with his left hand up like he was about to knock. It was nice to know he still had our best friend telepathy thing, at first we thought it was just weird that he thought the same thoughts at the same time, and did the same things at the same time, without even having to speak about it, as we spent more time apart, I thought we had lost it but was good to know we hadn’t. Sam looked at me, and I looked back at him, we didn’t need words to tell each other how we were feeling, we could feel it. Sam smiled at me and pulled me in for a hug, “Trust me, you’ll be fine,” he said, and I smiled at him, hugging him tighter.
“Michelle?” I asked him, breaking free from the hug, letting him walk into my room. “She’s with Quinn, she said she wanted to give him some sense,” he said, and I laughed, Michelle was going to give him an earful.
“Wanna talk about it?” he asked, tapping the space beside him on my bed. “Yeah, I guess,” I said and went further to tell him about the happenings of last night.
“So now you understand that you didn’t hate him, it’s what I’ve been trying to preach to you for months,” he said, and I nodded, he was right, I tried to convince myself that I hated him, only because I thought I couldn’t have him, not because he did anything to me. It’s crazy how the mind works. It feeds you truths and sometimes lies and makes you believe them so that you could protect yourself.
“I know you don’t know how to feel about the whole situation, so I’ll ask you this once” he started
“Do you think you like Quinn?” he asked, and I nodded without any hesitation, Sam laughed, and I elbowed him, not hard enough to make him scream out in pain, but just enough to stop him from smiling.
“Then I think you should apologize to him for using him like that, explain to him what happened, and if you feel courageous enough, tell him how you feel about him. Life’s too short to wait for some right time that might never come,” He said. I smiled at him and hugged him. It was at times like these that he reminded me of our mothers, this was how their friendship was, I’m just thrilled I got to experience it first hand, judging from the way Sam held me, I know he was thinking the same thing. I hugged him tighter for his mom, we both loved her dearly, and we missed her, and I knew that thinking about the bond our mothers had would bring up memories of his mom. We stayed in each other’s embrace for a few more minutes then we heard a knock at my door. Michelle pushed the door open and smiled at us.
“Can I join in?” she asked, and I smiled at her, she was a beautiful woman, and perfect for Sam.
“EW NO! I would never do a threesome with you two,” I joked, pushing Sam away from me as I stood up from the bed, and we all laughed.
“You can have him. He’s all yours, just don’t do anything freaky on that bed. I sleep there,” I said and left the room. I walked across the hall to Quinn’s room. Lord knows I was quite nervous because I never had to talk about how I felt to anyone except Sam, so I took a deep breath and knocked on the door.
“The door is open,” came Quinn’s deep voice, and I opened the door, letting myself in.
“Let me guess, you came here all on your own?” he asked me, and I smiled looking down at my toes, I didn’t know why I did that.
“No, actually Sam put me up to this,” I told him, and he smiled
“I’m-” We said at the same time, “Go first,” he urged, and I nodded my head.
“I know you think I used you, I mean in a way I did, I’m sorry, I wasn’t thinking straight, I shouldn’t have done that, but at the same time, I don’t regret it because I loved every moment of it and I wouldn’t mind doing it again” I let out a breath of relief, it was really refreshing to get stuff off your chest.
“Well, I’m sorry that I accused you of kissing Sam and betraying Michelle, she explained to me that it was something you guys did when you’re about to make a decision,” he said. I smiled. It was like a ritual. We had seen our mothers do it, so we thought it would be fun to carry it along with us. We’d hold both sides of each other’s face and put our foreheads together, making a wish for each other, after that, we’d place a kiss on each other’s faces and then hug each other tightly. It was childish, but we didn’t mind, we did it anyway.
“Also” I started, I was about to let out my feelings to him, and it was bound to go one of both ways, it was either he told me he feels the same way I did, or he didn’t, I took in a deep breath and let all my emotions out in one go.
“I just want to let you know that I feel something deeply for you, and it’s not hatred, trust me. I don’t know what to call it but, it’s something, and it would be great if you would want to explore it with me” I didn’t know half of what I was saying, but I hoped that he understood what I was trying to say. He looked at me for the longest while, like he was still trying to process what I had just said.
“I’m sorry, Alex” Quinn started, he had a solemn look on his face, he was about to reject me, wow. I felt like I was going to die of embarrassment and heartbreak, I couldn’t believe it, I guess he hated me and what I did to him last night more than I thought he did. I gave him a tight smile and nodded my head, I couldn’t spend one more minute in the cabin, so I rushed to my room, took out the card I got from Carl yesterday, grabbed my phone and some money and made my way out of the cabin as fast as I could.
Thank you again for reading this book. I hope that you enjoyed the first part of Alexandra’s journey in finding herself and her romance. Expect more questions to be answered and more steamy scenes as our Romantic trio explore their connections with each other.
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QUINN AND ALEXANDRA Book 2
The Dirty Queen's Touch
Unable to properly express his feelings, Quinn gives Alex the impression that he doesn't feel the same way she does. Alex feels rejected and blames herself for her confession. Determined not to love one-sidedly, Alex develops feelings for Carl and starts a stable relationship with him.
Quinn, out of fear of losing Alex, finally makes up his mind, and when he tells Alex what he wants, it seems it's too late. She has moved on, and she proves this by traveling with Carl in pursuit of his career. Everything is stable and there seems to be no problem in sight until Michelle has a baby and Alex is invited to see the child, who Michelle has named Alexandra. Unable to resist, Alex travels to see the child and Quinn successfully gets her drunk and seduces her. Their love-hate relationship translates to a steamy night of drunken sex, but when Alex sobers up, she hates Quinn more than ever and is determined to never see him again.
This book is the second book of QUINN AND ALEXANDRA romantic, hot and steamy series. Follow the story of Alexandra as she explored the beauty of her complicated romances and find out what fate has in store for her?
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CHAPTER 1
The next time anyone tells you to let out your feelings, you know, confess to your crush by telling them you have feelings for them, make sure you punch them square in the face and tell them you’re not interested because they won’t feel the embarrassment you will feel when things don’t go as planned.
I didn’t know what I was expecting when I told Quinn how I felt about him, but I didn’t expect rejection; it hurt me to think that the night we spent together meant nothing to him.
Generally, I think leaving the cabin and hanging out with Carl was the best decision I made because he accepted me and decided to love me despite what I felt for Quinn. He made getting over Quinn possible, he made me happy, and I’ve been happy with him for over seven months.
Carl was very different from Quinn in a lot of ways. He was slim and lanky where Quinn was buffed and well-built, he was a real softy, had a good singing voice, and knew how to play the guitar perfectly. In fact, he was pursuing a career in music, which was why he traveled a lot. I even got to know that he performed at a small restaurant that was close to the club where we met.
Whenever he felt something, he’d speak about it to me; it was the manliest and most attractive thing about him. The only area where Carl was lacking was in bed; he didn’t really know how to pleasure a woman, so much so that sometimes that I think about that night I spent with Quinn, how in charge he was, how he knew what do, and the way he did it perfectly.
I knew it was wrong of me to do that because I was in a relationship, but I just couldn’t help it. Carl’s sex game was weak, or maybe Quinn spoiled me.
I was on my way to get breakfast from Starbucks when I felt my phone vibrate in the coat I was wearing. It was Sam calling, and I picked up immediately.
“What’s up, dork?” I said into my phone.
“It’s not your dork speaking,” the female voice replied. Shit!
“Michelle, my love,” I said with fake enthusiasm. I had been dodging her calls for the longest period of time because she always found a way to bring up her brother. I tried to explain to her several times that I wasn’t interested in having anything do with her brother, but whenever I said that, she became deaf. She really wanted Quinn and me together, but I didn’t know how to tell her it wasn’t going to ever happen.
“Don’t call me your love, you’ve been avoiding my calls. Did I ever do anything to you?” she asked, and I felt bad.
“I’m sorry,” I apologized so we could move past it. I knew if I tried to argue with her, she’d find a way to bring up Quinn.
“How’s my godson doing?” I asked her. I didn’t have to see her to know that she was smiling. If there was anything Michelle was proud of, it was the growing life inside her. She talked non-stop about it. Sometimes the way she talked about how pregnancy feels gave me baby fever, it was such a beautiful experience.
“He’s good, kicking as he should. I really just want him out!” she said, and I laughed. Truthfully, I did miss talking to Michelle. She had the best vibe.
“He’ll be out in no time, how many months left?” I asked her
“Three more, I can’t wait. Three months feels like three years,” she exaggerated, and I laughed. It was then that I made the mental note to visit them.
“I’m glad you’re fine, Lexi. Whenever I call you, you better pick up the phone, child, or I’m going to find a way to hurt you!” she threatened, and I laughed.
“We miss you, Lexi! Sam misses you more, but he doesn’t want to admit it. What is it with you people and staying away from us like we have coronavirus? It would’ve been understandable if we were in different states, but we are all here together, and you’re hiding away from us. You better come visit us, ma’am, or I swear you’re going to hate me,” she threatened again. Two threats in a row? I was definitely going to be in trouble if I didn’t go visit them.
I laughed and hung up. I really did miss Sam and Michelle. When they got married, I promised myself I wasn’t going to be the third wheel in their relationship. I didn’t want people to think I had an affair with Sam like Quinn thought. I didn’t really care about what people thought but I didn’t want to risk it. I wasn’t going to let my relationship with Sam hinder their growth, so I decided to keep myself busy. Plus, I didn’t want to run into you-know-who on purpose or by mistake. It’s more like we just went back to the way we were before the wedding. We were ghosts to each other. I put my phone in my jacket and continued on my way to the café.
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