The Boyfriend Game

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Chapter 10- A Love Triangle

Panic clawed it’s way up from my belly to my throat. I swore I was going to throw up. Spencer had fucked me then dipped and now he was standing at my door while Jax was waiting for me in the living room. Probably waiting to finish what we’d started.

My heart raced as I stood with my back to the door, tying to figure out what to do. I knew Jax would go off if he saw Spencer here now. I knew I needed to talk to Spence about last night just not now. “Open the door Sofia,” I heard Spencer call through the door. “We need to talk.”

Before I could second guess it I turned and opened the door. “Look Spence now is not a good time,” I put extra emphasis on the word not.

Spencer stood there, one arm resting on the door frame as his hair flopped across his forehead obscuring parts of his eyes. My stomach did a quick flip. “Sof, don’t do this. I just want to talk. I know last night was probably a bit weird. Just, let me in ok?” My body softened at the plea in his voice. I wanted to let him in. Spencer had always been my confidant, my best friend. Even when I’d met El, Adrienne, and Olivia he was still my go to. We had spent many nights out to bars or curled up at my house with pizza and a movie. Last night went too far and I hadn’t even processed it yet with Jax showing up like he did.

“Spence, you just dipped. You should have stayed to talk to me then.”

Regret flashed across his face. He leaned in closer, grabbing my chin in his hand. “I know. I panicked. But I’m here now. Please don’t push me away.” Where he touched me felt electrified. I’d never felt that from his touch before and I blamed the sex. God, he’d been so good, working my body into a frenzy and bathing me in pleasure. He took a step closer, tossing his head to clear the hair from his face so his gorgeous blues could pierce into mine. “I don’t want this to cause a rift between us. Please, let’s talk.” I felt myself caving, wanting to invite him in.

“Spencer I want to talk to you really. I just can’t right now. Call me?” I watched as his eyes flickered from mine to my lips. His tongue darted out to lick his bottom lip and I felt lust descending over me. I remembered what that tongue could do and I craved it on me suddenly.

Then I heard a hard voice behind me. “You ok Sof?” My face drained of color. I glanced behind me to see Jax’s face red with anger.

“Yeah it’s fine...”

The door pushed open further. I looked ahead to see Spencer’s hand above me. He’d stretched up to his full height and he had a dark look on his face. Despite myself I felt my panties dampen as jealousy rolled over his handsome features. He slipped past me into the house and I hastily shut the door.

“What the hell are you doing here?” he asked, his voice a growl. I felt shock settle over me. Why the hell was Spencer acting like this? He knew how I felt about Jax.

“I could ask you the same thing,” Jax growled back, his chest puffing up. My eyes ping ponged between the two of them, unsure what to do.

“What I do with Sofia is none of your damn business.”

“I make it my business to know everything about Sofia,” Jax said his eyes narrowing. “What I don’t get is why she hangs out with a punk like you.”

Spencer scoffed. “Why don’t you go run off to your other little girlfriends and see what they are up to? Or are they all over your bullshit as well?” A twisted smile crossed his face as his arms crossed over his chest.

I didn’t think it was possible but I saw Jax’s face darken even more in rage. His hands were balled tightly at his sides and I feared for everyone. Even Rex had run away to hide. But my body stood off to the side, frozen, as they continued their pissing match.

“I think it’s time for you to disappear back to your surf board. The adults are trying to have a conversation.” Spencer took a menacing step forward.

“Get out of this house before I throw you out.”

“And who made you in charge of Sofia’s house?” Jax smiled smuggly.

“She did, last night when I was buried between her legs.” I gasped as I watched Jax’s whole body tense up. Spencer stood there, his body screaming to fight. I couldn’t believe he had just told Jax that we had sex! I had to do something.

“That’s enough! Both of you, your not freaking children!” Neither of them looked at me as they continued to stare each other down. “I want you out!”

Jax turned to me. “You heard the lady, move it.”

“I’ll see you out,” Spencer piped back.

I threw my hands up in the air. “Both of you get the hell out! Your being ridiculous.”

Jax turned to me, his expression hurt. “You want me to leave? This jackass just interrupted a very private moment.”

“I..” I started to say. Spencer jumped in, interrupting me.

“Sure seemed like she wanted me over you last night. After all it wasn’t your name she was screaming over and over again.” Before I could blink Jax jumped. He tackled Spencer to the ground. I saw his fist fly back and pound forward square into Spencer’s jaw. Dazed for a moment Spencer managed to turn sideways and throw Jax off him. He kicked his leg out making contact with Jax’s stomach. He made a hard oof sound before grabbing Spencer’s ankle and pulling his foot out from under him.

Spencer toppled back to the ground and reached out to hold himself upright. Accidentally his hand made contact with a picture off the wall. It fell with a loud crash, shattering and spreading glass all over the entry way. Oblivious to it the men continued to wrestle along the floor, each taking a turn to punch the other. I stood dumbfounded for a moment, watching it allhappen. It seemed they would kill each other.

Before I could think I flung myself between them screaming, “Stop!” Right as the fist Jax had been aiming at Spencer made contact with me instead. I fell over with a cry. The side of my head felt like it was exploding. I’d never been punched before. I felt a gentle hand pulling me towards him and I breathed in Spencer’s scent, my eyes still closed. “Sof, babe, open your eyes! Are you ok?!” The worry in Spencer’s voice caused me to open my eyes and looked into his which were brimming with concern. Warmth was spreading across my face and I realized it was tears. A sob fell from my lips as I buried my head into Spencer’s shirt. It hurt so badly, I needed his comfort.

“Let go of her,” I heard Jax growl from behind me.

“Dude you fucking punched her! Don’t you think you’ve done enough!?” There was accusation and confusion in Spencer’s tone. I shoved away from him slightly and felt the world wobble for a second. He reached out to steady me.

I took a deep breath and said quietly, deadly, “Both of you get out of my house right now.” Jax’s face swam across my vision as I blinked back tears.

“Sof, I’m so sorry. It was an accident, please.” He reached out his hand and I flinched away. Jax’s face fell then instantly turned dark. He looked at me, a storm brewing in his dark eyes. “That’s how it is then? After what I just told you? Damn it Sofia you know how I feel about you!”

I laughed humorlessly. “Do I? Cause you’ve never said. Apparently I’m just someone to fuck around with so you can make yourself feel better about your shitty ex wife!” Jax looked like I had just punched him instead of the other way around.

Spencer tried to grab me again and pull me to him. With a wince I pulled away and leaned against he wall. Saddness flashed through his eyes. “Please Sof, don’t do this.” He pleaded.

“I’m not choosing anyone right now. You just fought in my damn house! Both of you are acting like idiots! I’m not some fucking prize to be won in a brawl as if I can’t make my own decisions. Right now I’m disgusted by both of you.”

The room was silent as we all stood there. Then Jax turned and strode out the front door, broken glass crunching under his feet. I felt a mixture of anger and sadness watching him go. Things had been changing between us, he’d opened up to me. With a sigh I turned to see Spencer still standing there.

He threw both hands up in the air before I could say anything, “I’m not leaving like this Sof so don’t fucking ask me or try to bully me into going. Say whatever you want but I’m not leaving.” I felt the fight drain out of me. Leaning against the wall again I felt my bottom lip tremble. I slowly slid down, landing on my butt as sobs began to wrack my body.

Quickly Spencer knelt down by my side, gathering me into his arms. He rocked me gently while I continued to cry. We didn’t say a word and when I finally pulled away I saw tears clouding Spencer’s eyes too.

“Are you ok?” I asked him softly, remembering that he had just gotten a beat down too. Spencer’s thumb began a soft track across my face. He leaned down and planted a soft kiss on my lips. Even in my sadness I felt a fire ignite in the pit of my stomach. I wanted to pull him closer and lose myself in him. He pulled away, stopping inches from my face.

“I don’t like to see you hurt Sof. I came here to tell you that I want you. I’ve wanted you for a while but I pushed you into that friend zone and was too scared to try for more. But when you kissed me last night...it was perfect Sof.”

I hiccuped gently, “But you left.”

He closed his eyes, resting his forehead to mine. “I didn’t want to ruin our friendship and I thought I was doing the right thing. But I’m the guy for you Sof. I know it. I know you better then he,” he gestured to the closed door, “ever could. Just give me a chance.”

My lip trembled again as I looked at the pleading in his eyes. “I can’t right now Spence.” My voice was barely a whisper. We sat frozen for a few moments, neither of us breathing. Then Spencer gently pulled me up into his arms. I was wrapped in his familiar comforting scent and I felt fresh tears wash over me.

He walked me to the living room and sat me on the couch. Disappearing into the kitchen he came back with a bag of frozen peas. He sat next to me and pulled my head into his lap. The cold felt amazing against the side of my head as I laid there. Spencer’s hand stroked up and down my arm as he held me with the peas on my head. I wanted to cry. I wanted to lock myself in my room and never see anyone again. I still didn’t understand what had happened.

After my crying jag and feeling Spencer’s warmth and slow stroking, my eyes grew heavy. The last thing in my mind before I slipped into sleep was the looks on both men’s faces as I’d yelled at them. What the hell was I going to do?

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