Chapter Three


“Oh God.” I put my hands over my face. I still can’t believe this is happening. Of course, I finally find the one and now his cock is stuck inside of me.

He puts his phone away after calling his cousin to come help us and I have no idea how his cousin is going to do that. We’re freaking stuck together, and to make matters worse, I want to come again. There has to be something wrong with me. This is what I get for not being patient and waiting until we got to a bed or something, although it wouldn’t matter because we’d still be stuck.

I’ve waited years for this moment and now that I’ve found him it looks like we might be permanently stuck together. With the way he’s making my body go off, it doesn’t sound so bad. But we can’t stay this way, no matter how good it feels.

“I’ll make this right, sassy pants.”

I narrow my eyes on him because he keeps calling me that. I try and play it off like I don’t like it, but my traitorous vagina clenches and gives me away. He smirks and one perfect dimple shows, making it hard to stay mad at him.

He kisses the glare right off my face and I melt into him, forgetting for a moment that we’re connected until a knock sounds at the door. Dean gives me a look that says he’s sorry, but all I can think is, at least there was a blanket nearby he was able to grab.

“Come in,” Dean says and all teasing is gone from his voice.

In steps a man I haven’t seen before, but from his suit I can tell he must have been at the wedding too. He looks shocked, and I’m not a prude per se, but this is embarrassing. I lost my virginity not even moments ago.

“What the—” His words trail off because he doesn’t know what to say, but I notice he keeps his eyes averted from me. Thank God.

“Okay, so let’s just get the awkwardness out of the way,” Dean says. I know he’s trying to make light of the situation, but his tone is still tense. I can feel it in the hard lines of his body. “Nikki, this is my cousin Hank.” He nods towards his cousin. “Hank, this is my girl, Nikki.”

“Oh, don’t you even think about it. I’m most certainly not your girl.” I glare at him. Right now I have no idea what we are, but this is not the time or place to be making claims. Still I can’t stop the butterflies in my stomach from dancing around.

“Listen, cousin, I appreciate the call, but this is not my scene,” Hank says as he holds up his hands and takes a step back. Oh my God. He thinks Dean called him for a threesome! Why would his cousin even think that if Dean was a virgin? Oh God, was he lying to me?

“Really, Hank? You think I called you for a three-way?” Dean yells. Anger flashes in his eyes a moment before he gets back in control. He wasn’t lying to me.

“Explain to me what the hell is going on,” Hank asks, trying to look anywhere but at the two of us.

“So when I was in college I lost a bet—” Dean starts to say.

“Faster,” Hank demands, clearly as uncomfortable about this as we are.

“My cock piercing is stuck somewhere inside her and I can’t get it out.” Hank’s eyes snap to Dean, and I pull the blanket over my face because I don’t know if I want to laugh or cry right now.

“Wait. I don’t think I heard you correctly,” Hank says through a choked laugh.

“Why won’t the ground open up and swallow me?” I mutter under the blanket.

“Look, I can’t very well call nine-one-one to the wedding and have Rich and Alisha’s day ruined. You have to help get us to the hospital.”

Reality starts to set in and Dean’s right. We’re going to have to go to the hospital.

“Dean, what in the actual fuck?” Now Hank sounds pissed too, and I don’t blame him.

“Hank, if I had another option I’d take it. But I’m pretty sure the barbell is stuck on something inside her.”

“It’s my IUD,” I answer from my hiding place under the blanket. I had it put in about a year ago and I had no idea this could happen. I do not remember reading about this on the pamphlet.

“Wait, you’re on birth control? Yeah, that’s not going to work for me, sassy pants.”

I pull the blanket off my head. He sounds more pissed about my IUD than anything. “Stop calling me that.” I give him my best glare that sends most people running. Not Dean. The look has no power over him and he isn’t backing down. Damn it, I love that about him too.

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