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Joella had almost thought about taking a couple personal days off from the studio but thought against it. She knew her father would question why she wasn't there and then she'd have to explain what happened and she really didn't want to let him know. Especially because she would have to explain what Matt found for him to react the way he did.

Plus since the receptionist Betty had retired, her father talked her into taking the position so Joella had just started working as the receptionist. She knew it might look bad if she just gotten a position then asked for a few days off.

The guys couldn't get a hold of Matt, no one could in fact. It's not that he still didn't want to be bothered by his friends, it's just he forgot to grab his phone charger and his phone had died. And to make matters worse, his car didn't want to start. And there wasn't a landlines phone in the cabin anymore. Which made him curse to himself that it was taken out.

Joella's POV

After work, I was sitting down, drinking some beer to relax when someone began knocking fast on the door.

"Fucking hell." I groaned took a big swig and went to the door and opened it, "What's up Brian? Where's the fire?"

"Hey, you happen to know where Matt is? We haven't heard from him in a few days. Which isn't normal."

I shrugged, "Who knows where the hell he is." I stepped aside to allow him inside, "I'm not his keeper. He doesn't even want me around."

"No way. That doesn't sound like him. Did he really say that to you? Because he was just saying how much he cared about you the other day."

"Yeah well he's changed his mind after he seen the contains of my box on my coffee table. And he wouldn't let me explain anything." I shrugged one shoulder with a frown. "He thinks I'm a full on druggie and in his words, he doesn't want a girlfriend who is one." I sat down and put my head in my hands.

"That's fucking bullshit Jo, he has no room to talk. He smokes weed with us. Granted that's not really a bad drug, cancer patients smoke it but still."

I shook my head and grabbed the ounce of coke that I did have left, "He said he didn't care about that. It's this that he was pissed about." I held up the little bag for him to see. "He claims he accidentally knocked the box off the table and he was picking it up. And that's when he found it." I balled my fist with the bag up, "But besides the relapse I did when you were here with me that one night, I haven't touched this stuff. I don't even know why I still have this to be honest." As I was talking he sat down next to me, "I guess, as stupid as it may sound, I haven't thrown it out as a reminder that when I look at it not to touch it you know?" I sniffled, "I used to be heavily into it up until a year ago when I almost died from an overdose. That was my wake-up call." I cried softly. "I just wish he would have let me explain that. But no of course not, he took off, not letting me. I guess that's karma biting me in the ass for not letting him explain what happened at that party when Val had shown up."

Fuck, here comes the tears. I don't know what it is, I've never used to show my emotions this freely around other people like this before.

He pulled me into a hug, "Hey shh. Maybe he'll come around, realizing how stupid he reacted. Or overreacted rather." He rubbed my back, "Us guys, we can be jackasses I'll admit it. He'll realize that soon I'm sure and he'll be begging for you to forgive him."

I nodded slightly, "Maybe but if he doesn't then that's fine. It was fun while it lasted." I opened my palm to look at the little baggy, "Can you do me a favor and dispose of this for me? Either in the toilet or the sink? I don't care which."

"Nope, that's something you've got to do yourself."

"But-" I started but he cut me off.

"No buts." He stood up and pulled my arms to make me stand up, "Come on, if you're truly done with it then it's something you need to do, not me. Trust me, it's better that way."

I took a deep breath and nodded then we walked into the kitchen.

"Here goes nothing." I turned on the hot water, open the bag and emptied the contents down the drain.

"Feel better?" He rubs my back as we watched to stuff wash down the sink.

"I do actually." I nod throwing the bag away then pulled him into a hug, wrapping my arms around his waist, "Thank you."

He hugs me back, wrapping his arms around my shoulders, "It's not a problem."

Taking a deep breath as we hugged, I caught a whiff of mixture of his cologne, alcohol and cigarettes and it for some reason it sent tingles down my body. I had to bite my lips together as I looked at him, when he looked back at me, I did something I knew was a bad idea, I kissed him. Instead of pushing me away, he cupped the sides of my head as he deepened the kiss, sliding his tongue into my mouth when I opened my lips slightly.

As our tongues fought for dominance, I slid my hands under his shirt, rubbing them hands up and down his bare back. I felt him rub his hands down to my hips then all of a sudden one of his hands went under my skirt, into my panties and started rubbing my folds, which caused me to whimper into the kiss. I knew I shouldn't be allowing this to happen but at that moment I didn't care, so I spread my legs a little more to give him better access.Thankfully though, I was done with my monthly, the birth control pills I was on caused it to only last a few days.

"Brian." I moaned softly, throwing my head back when he inserted a couple fingers into my entrance while rubbing his palm on my mound as he planted kisses all over the side of my neck. "Fuck, I swear you know how to work those fingers." I moaned causing him to smirk into me.

As I started to get closer, I couldn't help but dig my fingers into his back. But When he felt my walls start slowly tightening he pulled his fingers out causing me to whine.

"Not yet you don't." He smirked, pushing my panties down to my ankles, and I instantly stepped out of them. 

I looked at him and he had the look of pure lust then as we kissed deeply again I heard him undo his pants, to which they drop to the floor with a clank. Next thing I know he turned me around and bent me over the counter and thrusted himself into me. 

"Oh God Brian." I threw my head back, as I leaned up on my elbows while spreading my legs some.

"Fuck Jo, you feel so good." He moaned out, holding onto my hips.

"Mm so do you." I moaned back.

"Shit, I'm close." He breathed out, rubbing his thumbs in a circular motion on the back of my hips.

Moaning his name, I finally let go and hit my climax and about the same time I felt him hit his too.

Both of us breathing heavily, he leaned over me, resting his elbows beside mine

"Fuck, what did we just do." I breathed out putting my head in my hands.

"Well some would call that sex." He smirked, kissing my shoulder as he pulled out of me while standing back up fully.

"As great as that was, we shouldn't have done it." I leaned back up and fixed my skirt then grabbed my panties to put them back on.

"Why, were both adults." He shrugged, pulling his pants up and buttoning them.

"You don't fucking get it Brian!" I placed my hands on the sides of my head, "I have feelings for Matt! He's the one I want despite him being an asshole to me the other day."

"Okay and I love Michelle. This was just sex with a friend. Look." He grabbed my wrists and pulled my hands away from my head, "We didn't really do anything wrong. Technically you two broke up, so it's not considered cheating. It'll be okay I promise. Yes I know we shouldn't have done that but it's hard to resist you." He told my as he rubbed his thumbs back and forth on the back of my hands.

Despite Brian being right about me and Matt, I still felt like I betrayed his trust.