Chapter Three

At some point in the silence, Flynn put the TV on and flipped it to a random Basketball game. I wasn’t into sports but again, it saved going some, so, I’d put up with it… for now. I couldn’t help but steal looks at Flynn out of the corner of my eye.

I always thought he was attractive. Anyone with eyes would agree. He had that typical bad boy vibe going on. Tattoos and piercings, big and musically... He was F I N E! 

Admittedly, we had hooked up once. I don’t really remember it, I just know it happened after A LOT of drinking and it was a massive regret. Not for me, for him. He was married of course, but they were ‘’on a break’’. It didn’t make it right, so we don’t talk about it. 

‘’What’s up Kiddo?’ I rolled my eyes again. 

‘’I wish you wouldn’t call me that’’. 

‘’Why?’’ 

‘’I’m not a ‘kiddo’, Flynn’’. I used my fingers to make air quotes to further my point but he just chuckled. 

‘’You’re 21, that's kiddo to me’’. I just looked at him blankly. ‘’What?’’ 

‘’You slept with me… did you see me as a ‘kiddo’ then?’’ As soon as the words left my mouth his face went completely void of emotion and for a split second, I panicked. Had I gone too far? Just as I opened my mouth to apologize, he started laughing again. 

‘’Very true. Do you want a drink?’’ I nodded and he got up and headed to the kitchen. Well, that was… awkward… 

Flynn had been gone for a few minutes when I decided to get up and go see what was keeping him. As I got closer to the kitchen, i could hear him talking; 

‘’-Yeah, well, maybe you should have thought about that before’’. I stopped dead in my tracks and listened, ‘’Peyton, I’m not getting into this with you, ok, for fucks sake!’’. 

I suddenly felt bad listening and headed back to the front room. Whatever they were talking about, it was clearly private and I had no right or business listening in on their private conversation. 

I patiently waited for him to come back and when he did, he slammed the can of Pepsi down on the table so hard, I worried that it would shatter the glass. I wanted to ask if he was OK, but it was clear he wasn’t. 

‘’You made the right choice with David. It wasn’t fair to anyone involved that he was having an affair’’. Ok.. that was random. 

‘’Yeah… I guess so’’. 

‘’I am... Who thinks affairs are even acceptable?! Do they not consider the other person's feelings... AT ALL?!’’ I raised my eyebrow at him. He seemed genuinely annoyed. 

‘’Ok... Feeling a bit of a personal attack here, Flynn’’. 

‘’I don’t mean you, but.. you know... you can’t deny it’’. My mouth dropped, I was speechless. 

‘’How could you say that to me?! You know the situation! You have no right to judge me, I came here for my friend, not a judge!’’ I snapped, getting up off the sofa and heading out the room. I wasn’t going to stay here and be insulted like this! 

As I made it to the door, Flynn stopped me. 

‘’Ok, ok, that was out of line, I’m sorry, Ok?’’ I folded my arms. No, no it wasn’t ok, so I kept quiet. ‘’Come on, talk to me’’. 

‘’That just really, really felt like a personal attack and... I have no idea where that came from’’. I admitted. He sighed and awkwardly brushed his fingers through his hair. He did this when he was hiding something. I knew all his ticks and traits. ‘’What’s going on, Flynn?’’ 

‘’It's Peyton. We’re getting a divorce’’. Oh wow,  I wasn’t expecting that… although his attitude and the phone call would certainly be explained by it… 

‘’I’m sorry to hear that. How come?’’ 

‘’She’s been having an affair’’. Ohhhh, now it all made sense… it wasn’t a personal attack on me… it was one on her. 

‘’I’m so sorry, Flynn’’. He just shrugged and headed back to the front room. Understanding his outburst now, I wasn’t offended anymore and followed him back. Maybe he wanted to talk about it. 

We sat back down on the sofa and he hung his head back, sighing loudly. 

‘’Do you want to talk about it?’’ 

‘’There isn’t anything to talk about. She wouldn’t tell me who it was but... I found stuff on her phone. It had been going on for a while’’. Oh shit, that sucks. 

‘’While you guys were actually together?’’ They take breaks sometimes and hook up with people, hence why Flynn and I had a bit of sexual history, but when they were ‘together’, seeing other people WAS considered cheating. 

‘’Yep. While we were together’’. 

‘’I don’t know what to say, Flynn, I am really sorry though’’. He just shrugged. 

‘’Don’t you ever get tired of the secrets? Sneaking around? Being HIS dirty little secret?’’ I looked away, suddenly feeling ashamed again, but nodded. 

‘’Of course, I do but…  I couldn’t help myself around him… I love him’’. I admitted shyly. 

‘’He doesn’t deserve your love, Julie’’. I smiled sadly. When I wasn’t able to look at him still, he put a finger under my chin and lifted my head. ‘’You deserve better. You’re young, beautiful, amazing… You deserve better’’. His voice had dropped to barely a whisper. 

‘’I don’t’’ I whispered back. Looking into Flynn’s eyes, it was strange, it was like I was feeling dazed and my eyelids felt heavy, then slowly… He moved forward. I knew what was happening, I just didn’t care. At that moment, I didn’t care… 

His lips touched mine very, very lightly and only once before he pulled away again. His fingers still held my chin and he was so close, I could feel his breath on my face. 

‘’I just want what’s best for you Julie’’. I could tell he meant it, but who did that mean? Him? 

‘’I know’’. This time, I initiated it and leaned forward to kiss him. I cupped his cheeks, holding his face to mine, though I doubt he had any intention of breaking the kiss anyway. 

As our kissing continued, I could feel his hands, sliding up and down my sides before his fingers slipped under and I shivered at how cold his skin on mine was. We both chuckled but didn’t break the kiss still. I felt his tongue brush against my bottom lip and I opened my mouth for it. Our tongues fought each other, and I let out a small, soft moan. 

Despite not wanting it to end, I turned my head quickly, forcing our lips apart, but instead of stopping, he continued to plant kisses up and down my neck. 

Oh god, it felt so good… and at that moment, I knew where this was leading… 

We moved into a more comfortable position where I was laying down and Flynn was on top of me. This was escalating very, VERY quickly. As we continued to make out, I could suddenly feel something between us. I wasn’t stupid or nieve. I knew what it was, His erection. 

I shifted slightly and parted my legs letting him lay between us, making it more comfortable for the pair of us. He slid the palms of his hands up both of my thighs before hooking my legs around his waist. The movement repositioned his hardening cock into a more… intimate position, but it didn’t bother me at all. 

When his hand cupped my cheek again, something shiny caught my eye and I turned to look. It was the sunlight shining off his wedding ring. 

Reality hit me and I pushed him away, sitting up. I covered my face feeling both embarrassed and ashamed of myself. 

‘’What’s wrong?’’ I shook my head, willing myself not to cry. I can’t believe I did that… that I was doing this. ‘’Hey?’’ He took my hands away from my face and slid off the sofa, getting on his knees in front of me. 

‘’I just can’t believe I’m doing this?’’ 

‘’Didn’t you want to?’’ 

‘’No, I did just… David… Peyton… This is all just too soon. For the both of us’’. He nodded, understanding and stood up. 

‘’I understand if you’re not ready but please don’t think this is too soon for me.’’ 

‘’Flynn, You’re married’’. 

‘’Not for much longer’’. I could see this was an agreed to disagree situation. Maybe I should leave after all... 

‘’Look, I’m going to go… Ok?’’ He just shrugged. I felt bad, but I wasn’t really sure what to do. I leaned forward and kissed his cheek and apologised again before I got up and left. This time, he didn’t try to stop me, and I was grateful for that…