"Look," Scott says, clearing his throat. His cheeks are burning red from all of the liquor he's been drinking, and he's trying to catch his breath so that he can continue. "All I'm saying is that it was the best sex of my entire life."

"It was in a public restroom." Colby says with disgust, wrinkling his nose up. "That's definitely not something to be proud of."

I lean over to grab a beer from the pack that's sitting on the table, my stress and anxiety dwindling down with each second that passes by. I haven't felt this relaxed in a really long time. Plus, I haven't had a guys night with just the four of us since everything happened with Reina.

Mark grabs a handful of cheetos from the bowl on the coffee table, and I'm surprised that he hasn't said a sexual remark yet. He always does.

"I'm proud of it." Scott shrugs. "Casey's gotten so much dirtier since we've been married. It's like, now that she knows we're definitely going to be together she's willing to do anything. I mean anything."

My mind wanders to the day that Reina and I finally get married and I can't help but smile. I see her in a white dress, preferably a tight one, and it's not hard to think about the honeymoon either. Fucking her in a wedding dress sure as hell isn't a bad image.

"Still." Colby cringes. "A public restroom?"

I'm still pissed at him from last weekend at Casper's. To even think he thought it would be okay to stand there, let alone rub her back? It's completely uncalled for. He should have just came and got me, but clearly his crush for Reina still lingers. Un-fucking believable.

"Public restrooms aren't all bad." I smirk, remembering the time Reina and I fucked in the bathroom years ago while she was supposed to be on a date with Colby. I said it to irritate him, which I knew would happen, and when his eyes pop up to mine the anger is flashing rapidly.

"Reina had a hard time keeping quiet." I grin again devilishly at him. "You know, when I took her right on the sink."

"Justin." Scott warns.

"No, It's fine." Colby says cooly. "Honestly Justin, keep on being a dick. When Reina sees who you truly are then she'll realize that maybe the person she needs was right in front of her face this whole time. It won't be long before you hurt her."

I can't take it anymore. I can't help but flip the coffee table upside down, that being the first thing I come into contact with before I'm grabbing him by the hem of his shirt and getting directly into his face. "Say it again." I seethe through clenched teeth. "I fucking dare you."

"Enough!" Scott shouts, trying to pull me back. He's not strong enough though. "This was supposed to be a fucking guys night. Can't you both just calm the fuck down?"

"No!" I shout back to Scott, still staring at Colby. He doesn't seem scared though, he just has this smug, arrogant look on his face. I want to punch off all of the freckles on his stupid cheeks. Fucking ginger. "He's constantly trying to swoop in on her all the fucking time. If Reina still hung around you guys when she lost her memory I guarantee you he would have tried to take her. Now that we're all hanging out again you think that you still have some sort of chance? Are you fucking stupid?"

"Why the fuck do you think you never got her back when she lost her memory? It's not because you kept reminding her of the past, it's because she genuinely wasn't fucking interested. It was dumb luck that you even got her to sleep with you to begin with. You wouldn't mean shit to her if it weren't for the sex. I mean honestly, did you-"

My fist collides with his jaw before he can say anything more. I'm punching him repeatedly, the blood spattering onto the floor. Scott is trying to pull me off of him, but when he can't he curses at Mark, who finally decides to help. They're both trying to separate us, but before they do Colby gets a hit to my nose. We're both apart now, Mark holding Colby back as Scott holds me by the hem of my shirt.

I don't know whether I'm mad because Colby is an idiot, or if I'm mad at myself for starting to believe what he's said. I know that if it weren't for the sex in the beginning that Reina and I definitely wouldn't be together, but she's with me for more than that, right? I changed for her. I was an asshole when I met her, but I ended up falling in love with her because she was just... Reina. She's different than anyone I've ever met before. She's got to love me for me, right? Not just the sex?

"This night is over." Scott growls. "Thanks for having us over guys. Your apartment is great by the way."

I want to say something snarky, but instead Scott shoves me outside as we start to head back towards the car. "What the fuck was that for?" He shouts, slamming his car door shut behind him. "You know he's always had a thing for her, and you provoke it every single time."

"You're mad at me?" I ask, completely flabbergasted. "He tries to make moves on her every time he's around her! How the fuck would you feel if he was all over Casey at every event you went to? He's supposed to be one of my friends. That's what's fucked up. I would never hit on a girl they brought home. Ever."

"I get it." He sighs, rubbing the back of his head before he starts the car up. "I just wanted things to get back like old times tonight. I feel like Mark and Colby stayed the same. They got an apartment together, and you and I have found girls. It makes it a lot harder for all of us to like, hang out and shit. I don't know. I'm just frustrated is all. Tonight was supposed to be fun."
I didn't actually think that Scott was upset because of that, and now that I know this I feel like an idiot. I don't want to piss him off, especially since he's the only person that remotely understands me. He's been there for me through everything.

"Sorry." I mumble, staring blankly out the window of the car. "We can go back. I can apologize."

"Are you kidding? Look at your fucking hands and your nose. You're a bloody fucking mess. I'm not going to risk you guys killing each other even more. We'll just hang out another night."
We drive for another twenty minutes in silence until we finally arrive at my apartment. I don't really know what to say to make this any better for him, so I just step out awkwardly and give him a nod of my head before he speeds off from the curb.

When I open the door I hear the TV from the living room playing some intro music to a random show. I slip off my shoes and try my best to quietly sneak towards the bathroom, but Reina's eyes meet mine as soon as I enter the room.

"Oh my god!" She gasps, throwing the heavy blanket off of her. She immediately rises from the couch and stands in front of me to analyze every inch of my body. "What the hell happened to you?"

I can't help but smile slightly at how cute she looks right now despite the fact that she's mad at me. Her hair is in this messy bun on top of her head, and just a single one of my sweatshirts on her body. It's so big on her though that the arms are huge on it, and the hemline reaches the middle of her thighs.

"Hello?" She interrupts my thoughts, waving a hand in front of my face.

"I'm fine." I tell her. I head into the bathroom and hear her feet pad behind me. When I go to grab the first aid kid from the cabinet she instructs me to sit and takes it back from me.

"You don't look fine." She says again, grabbing a washcloth from the top shelf. "Seriously. Tell me what happened."

I take a seat on the toilet, letting out a sigh of frustration while she runs the cloth under cold water. "Can I ask you something?" I say softly. This causes her to stop ringing out the cloth, her gaze studying me even longer than usual.

"Um, sure." She replies.

I feel her begin to wipe the blood off of my face, wincing slightly when she goes over the cut on my nose. "When you got your memory back, what was the first thing you thought of about us? What was the first memory?"

I can tell my question catches her off guard, but eventually she sends me a little smile and crouches in front of me to clean the cut out. I can almost feel her breath against mine. "Well," She starts. "The first memory that came to mind was actually something stupid. When we were on the way to meet your parents for the first time you bought my coffee."

"Really?" I chuckle, completely relieved.

"Yeah. You told me not to worry about paying you back. I think that's the first time I realized that you kind of had a thing for me."

"You knew before I told you?"

"I guess." She smiles again. "There were just weird things. Like, when you held me on the steps that night after I found out that Jonah was cheating on me I kind of had a feeling. I mean, why else would you have let me in that early in the morning? You weren't like that with any other girl. At least from what I heard from you and other people. I felt... special, that night."

"That's because..." I trail off, placing a gentle kiss to her neck. "You are special."

"Why did you ask me that?" She tries to avoid how I'm making her feel and starts to work on my knuckles once my nose is bandaged up.

"Colby just started to say some stuff tonight and I let it get to me I guess." I huff, remembering his stupid voice.

"You beat him up. Didn't you?" She sighs. "Justin... why? You know that I don't like Colby. I will never go for him."
"I know that, but he was saying really messed up things."

"Like?"

"Just that you were only with me for the sex. That's the only reason you got back with me when your memory came back."

I watch her lips press together into a firm line as she takes in this information before the corners of her lips turn up slightly. "Did you hit him good?" She laughs.

"Yeah." I laugh with her, suddenly feeling less angry than I did before.

"Sex wasn't the first thing I thought of." She insists to reassure me. "But, obviously I did think about it. It was hard, you know, when I was still with Carter. I couldn't have sex with him anymore because it just... wasn't the same feeling."

"Feeling?" I question, feeling the heat begin to rise in the small room.

"He didn't do the things you did. He wouldn't bite on my earlobe to get me turned on. He wouldn't whisper dirty things into my ear like I love to hear. He wouldn't kiss that spot on my neck that you know is my-" She stops herself when I begin to suck right on that spot, letting out a huge sigh. "Like that."

"Keep going." I mutter, continuing my work.

"He wouldn't be as rough as you. Like the many of times you just took what you wanted. You would move my panties to the side, you wouldn't even give me a chance to say yes. You'd just... take it. Because you knew I wanted it."

"Like this?" I whisper into her ear, firmly pushing her panties to the side. I let my fingertips run gently over the lace, feeling the wetness already on them. God, she's so sexy.

"Yes." She bites down on her lip, hardly able to get the words out.

"Did you please yourself to those thoughts when I couldn't?" I question, my breath becoming raspy in her ear from trying to hold myself back. Just talking about her doing that makes me want to finish right here, right now.

"A lot." She admits, which turns me on even more.

I bite on her earlobe, feeling her whole body shiver.

"You know you could have just called me for it sweetheart, right? I wouldn't have given it a second thought. If you needed it, I would have met you anywhere."

"R-really?" She stutters.

"If you told me that you missed this dick, I would have been there in twenty. I would have dicked you down just like I know you need it. Carter wouldn't have ever found out."

"Fuck." She sighs when I insert my fingers, hitting that spot that drives her wild. "Please keep talking."

"How did you picture me when you got off?" I ask. "Was I hitting that pussy from the back? The side? How'd you want it, baby?"

I've placed my other hand on myself now over my sweatpants, rubbing gently, which seems to push her over the edge. She grinds up against me, immediately making me hard.

"The back." She says into my ear. "Justin, please."

I wrap my hands around the hair tie in her hair, letting the waves fall down her back. "Did I pull on your hair like this?" I gently squeeze the ends, and she can't help but moan.

"Fuck, yes." She's practically panting.

"Turn around." I say rapidly, standing up. She doesn't fight me, allowing me to remove her panties while she shrugs my sweatshirt off of her.

Once my sweatpants and briefs are on the floor, I forcefully bend her over and let her hands land on the side of the tub. I want to dirty talk to her more, I want to keep this going, but if I do then I won't last long at all.

As soon as I'm inside of her she lets out a cry as I grip onto her hair. I make my motions fast and hard, and the feeling of her ass smacking against me just makes my body unravel. I want to last longer, I want to make this go on forever, but she just turns me on so much.

"Fuck." I sigh, realizing I've finished before her. "Come here."

She squeals when I pick her up into my arms and place her onto the sink, spreading her thighs open so that I can sink down between them. I waste no time before I stick my tongue on her, and that's when the familiarity of her legs shaking makes me smile. She grips onto my hair, pulling me closer.

"I swear..." She warns. "If you stop..."

I stick my tongue completely into her now, and it's only seconds before I feel her release around me. I continue licking her though until she's crying out my name, cussing a couple of times as her high dwindles down, the first aid kit falling to the floor with a loud thud.

She's trying to collect her breath, trying to find something to say, and all I can do is smirk to myself. Bathrooms really can be fun, Colby. 

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