“Fuck!” He growled, and he came with a fury, nearly falling on top of her as his body spasmed out of control.
Managing to roll off of her, he fell onto the bed, pulling her against him.
“Luke.” Cole’s voice broke the silence, and he managed to move his arm from over his eyes long enough to glare at the other man. The look on Cole’s face was not what he expected, and he glanced down, his eyes moving in the direction of Cole’s to see what the other man was referring to.
“Son of a fucking bitch!” Luke sprang up from the bed, unsure of what to do or where to go. “Mother fucker!”
“What’s wrong?” Sierra asked as she pulled a sheet over her nude body, concern and what resembled terror on her pretty face.
How the hell did he let that happen? Not one fucking time in all of his thirty nine years had he ever had sex without a fucking condom. Never.
He’d lost his control, lost all sense of what he was doing, who he was with. How could he not think about protecting her?
Cole stood firmly rooted in place in the middle of the room, staring at him with wide eyed confusion. He shot a look at Sierra and then back at Luke, never saying a word. The silence in the room was unnerving, and Luke had the sudden need to get away from them both, but an even stronger urge to keep them close.
“It’s ok, Luke.” Sierra said quietly, apparently realizing what he had freaked out about, and Luke stopped pacing just to stare at her.
“How the hell is this ok?” Was she out of her fucking mind? He could have gotten her pregnant.
“I’m on birth control.” She said, sitting up on the bed and moving toward the edge, pulling the sheet tighter around her naked body. “To regulate my periods.”
Luke let out the breath lodged in his chest and felt marginally better. Only momentarily though. He still didn’t understand how he could have been so thoughtless.
This woman screwed with his head. He’d been blinded by lust and burying himself inside the sweetest woman he had ever known. This wasn’t like him. He couldn’t afford these types of distractions in his life.
Fuck.
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Sierra watched as Luke panicked despite her reassurance that they were protected. Admittedly, she was slightly unnerved that she had never even thought about protection. She’d only been with one man in her life, so she was clean, and based on the way Luke was reacting, he religiously used condoms. Until now.
Wondering what he was going to do next, she tracked his movements as he paced again, then went to the closet and pulled out another shirt. He disappeared into the bathroom and she heard the water running.
She glanced at Cole who now sat on the couch, his jeans once again buttoned, his head hanging low. She wanted to ask him what they were supposed to do next, but he didn’t look like he had the answers any more than she did. A minute later, Luke answered the question when he walked right out the hotel room door without a backward glance.
What the hell?
“Where is he going?” She asked, pulling the sheet tighter around her, anger bubbling up in her chest. Aside from being hurt, she was pissed as hell.
“He’s fucking running.” Cole growled and stood.
Well, he could just run for all she cared. Sierra stood from the bed, the sheet still around her, and headed to the bathroom. She grabbed her discarded dress on the way. Within minutes, she was cleaned up and dressed. When she returned to the room, Cole was no longer there, but the adjoining door was open. She contemplated sticking her head inside, but as far as she was concerned if he had wanted company, he wouldn’t have disappeared.
Salvaging what little pride she had left, Sierra walked out of Luke’s hotel room and down the hall to her own room. If she was going to fall apart, she’d be damned if she would do it in front of anyone else.
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Cole took a deep breath, trying his best to contain the fury and rage that had ignited within him the second Luke stepped out of the hotel door, effectively running away from yet another situation in which he couldn’t control. Not that he hadn’t expected this sort of behavior from Luke. He’d lived it once, so Luke’s reaction was true to form.
What pissed him off the most was Luke’s ability to turn his back on Sierra. It was one thing for Luke to walk out on Cole, or to ignore him entirely, but it was not ok for him to do the same to Sierra. At least not as far as Cole was concerned.
The selfish bastard thought of no one but himself, and when he got like this, there was no reasoning with the man. So instead of following him out the door, chasing him down and beating some sense into him, Cole leashed in some of the rage that had threatened to break free. One look at Sierra’s stunned face allowed Cole to hang on to that frayed thread of sanity, and he’d slipped into his room, hoping for a minute to breath.