Point Of View 2 [*Do not read until you've read the same chapter of ATW]

Chapter 7 I Can Do It With A Broken Heart

"Crazy how different their lives are from ours." I admit, trying to keep the conversation going, remembering the day Julia and I were at Griffith Park together and I joked about her cracked phone. It took her awhile to save up for that phone so she didn't care about the crack. She was content just knowing it still worked. Nate goes around throwing phone left and right during his fits of rage and Trisha has a damn stockpile of new iPhones for him. 

"And you're marrying into it." I huff.

"I'm not marrying into nothing. I don't care about Nate's money. You know that." Julia takes offense. She lines my sneakers up and stands in front of me with her arms crossed.

"I didn't mean it like that." I successfully pull off my shirt and throw it off to the side. Julia shakes her head and picks it up.

"You're like a teenage boy, you know that?" She tosses the T-shirt into the hamper and watches me fumble while trying to unbutton my jeans. I know she was trying to get me used to the button and zipper this morning when she helped me get dressed but it's been a disaster since. I've needed help every damn time I needed to take a piss. Casey would help but it's embarrassing. 

"Never put me in jeans again." I begin to get frustrated and Julia catches on. She stands in front of me and unbuttons, then unzips my pants and I've got to admit, it turned me on a little.

"Sorry. I was hoping maybe you'd  be able to undo your jeans....sorry. I should have known." 

"You're good. I thought I'd be fine too. Some days are better than others." I put my hands on top of Julia's which are still holding on to the zipper of my jeans. She stares down at them and then her eyes slowly make their way up to mine. She's barely touching my skin above my boxers but it's enough to send me over the edge and I know she feels it too. She drops her eyes to my chest now unable to look up at me. Yep. Dead giveaway that Julia feels it.

"Julia..."

"James." She huffs.

"Look at me." 

"No. I can't ..." Julia keeps her eyes lowered.

"Julia..I said- LOOK AT ME." I demand again a little harsher, pulling her chin up so we lock eyes. I study her face for a moment and then sigh. 

"I miss you." I admit and swipe her bottom lip with my thumb. 

She knows what I mean. I miss being with her. I miss our intimacy. I miss everything about her that Nate gets now and I don't. Julia closes her eyes but puts her forehead on my chest while wrapping her arms around my waist for a hug. It's all she can give me now and I hate that.

"I miss you too." She says against my chest.

"I never did make the cut, huh? I never could live up to Nate Hollan standards." I drop my forehead down to Julia's shoulder to hide my emotions.

"It was never about living up to his standards. Never about making the cut. It's about making a choice and sticking with it. I can't have you both and going back and forth was driving all of us crazy. You know that James." 

Julia kisses my bare chest where my son's name is tattooed over my heart. Once, then twice, then catches herself and stops.

"I'm sorry. I can't be near you like this." She can feel my heart pick up in pace and I most certainly can feel hers. There's no denying that.

Either way, Julia takes a step back and continues to apologize. All I want to do is grab her into my arms and kiss her. Hold her. Make love to her. But I can't. Instead, she sits on the recliner while I'm in bed, and holds my hand to help me fall asleep. I should be grateful she even does that.

But I want more.

*****

*Trisha*

I head to my room early tonight and scroll through my phone while laying in bed. I have James on my mind tonight, especially after today on the plane. The way he was flirting with me. The way he looked at me.

I become nosy and type in his name on Instagram and notice his account is public. It looks like he follows mostly personal trainers posting workouts. All his sisters whose accounts are all private. He probably made sure they did that, being the overprotective only brother. 

James doesn't post much. A few  photos of Maggie at the park, a few drinking with buddies pics, and some with random girls.  I keep scrolling and see a post of him and Lindsay, his ex, captioned "She's a keeper". He is kissing her cheek while she takes a selfie. She really is a beautiful woman. I wonder if she is a model. I click on her name, now being completely nosy, and her account is public. She has a TON of pictures. All different things. After scrolling down quite a bit I notice  A LOT of her and James. This must have been when they were together. Someone else is taking the picture. They are on a beach. Lindsay shows off her killer body in a tiny hot pink bikini,  Her legs wrapped around James as he holds her up while they are in the ocean. They are gazing at each other with lazy smiles and look so in love. They look like the perfect couple. Actually, Lindsay looks like she would be the type  Nate would date. I zoom in a little and feel my face flush up while looking at James and his chiseled body.

Shit. I need to put my phone down. I'm getting all hot and bothered now.

Fortunately. I'm in a room. By myself. And I know the only way I'm gonna get some sleep now is if I do something about it.

I close my eyes and slide my hand into my underwear. I think about James. I think about what it would be like to be with him. What he would feel like. How close we've been to kissing each other. Nate invades my fantasy a few times, as well as Paul, then back to Nate.

But it's thinking about James Gallo that gets me to my orgasm.

 And it's James Gallo I think about as I fall asleep.

*****

*James*

Eventually Julia leaves the room thinking I'm asleep now. But I'm not. Not even close. Instead my mind is wandering a little and I think of the times I've been intimate with Julia. We're good together in bed. Real good. Better than me and Lindsay and that says a lot. Julia is an obsession. Once you have her you are addicted. Ask anyone who's had her. The list is short. Real short. Luke, Nate, Me, and that asshole Jeremy. My list is long but my mind always gravitates back to Julia.

Until tonight.

Tonight I get hard thinking about Trisha. Sure, Julia got me going. She always does. But when I pushed Trisha into the airplane bathroom this afternoon, I felt something and I know she did too. We have been close to kissing but haven't given in yet.  A lot of it is my fault because Julia consumes my brain. But the way Trisha looked at me today.

I drop my hand to my body while thinking about that look she gave me. Thinking about what it would feel like to be with her. Maybe in that trillion dollar jet. Pressing her up against a wall like I did today in the bathroom. My hand goes to work as I think about Trisha's naked body in the shower. God, she has a great body. She really is a blonde bombshell. I bet she's really good in bed. Fuck.

Tonight it's not Julia that I get off to. 

Tonight it's Trisha Banks I think of.