𝐒𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭'𝐬 𝐏𝐎𝐕

My mind kept wandering over to what was going on inside the house. Y/n, Dylan, nor Alba had resurfaced yet.

Chris and the rest of everyone present didn't really seem to notice anything was going on because they were all pretty wrapped up in everything going on. Was I too harsh with her? God, why can't I just tell her the truth?

There's too many things that go into this which keeps me away. I have two kids, I'm literally a decade older than her.

Her brother is my best friend, I've been married 3 times, if she wants a kid of her own, I'm not really in the window for that to be much of a possibility anymore.

There's just a lot of things that go into it. Don't get me wrong, the sex is electrifying and if that's all it really was, this would be a lot easier.

I'm not saying I don't like her because, if I'm being honest, we've always got on really easy and truth be told, there's always been a vibe between us but, until that night we had sex, nothing ever came to fruition so I never gave it much thought.

You'd be a fool to think Y/n isn't attractive. I'm not blind, I'm well aware how attractive she is and I have been for the last few years.

I wasn't really listening to the conversation I was having with Chris, RDJ, and the rest of the crew, I couldn't.

How could I possibly focus when Y/n is inside probably bawling her eyes out over what I said to her? Part of me wanted to know if she was going to hate me forever after this.

Was this the last time—

"What did you say to her?" Anna whispered as she suddenly approached me with Florence in tow. "What?" I whispered back as Chris looked over.

"Sorry, can we borrow her?" Florence said as she excused us and we went to another corner of the backyard.

"What did you say to her?" Anna repeated as she stood before me with her arms crossed over her chest. "I didn't say anything to anyone—"

"Please don't play dumb, we saw you and Y/n talking over there, what did you say to her?" Anna spoke knowingly.

"Anna—" Florence said as she put her hand on Anna's.

"I'm going to go check on Y/n—" Anna began. "Don't, she already has Dylan and Alba in there, just give her some space." Florence spoke, being the voice of reason.

Anna sighed and nodded before giving me a dagger look as she walked away.

She left Flo and I standing there alone. "What did you do?"

"Why does everyone automatically think I did something?" I asked, getting irritated by these accusations.

"Well, Y/n, the way she walked off, seems like she didn't like something you said."

"And what if that's all it was? I said something she didn't like—"

"No need to get defensive, Scar. I care about both of you but come on, it's not really a surprise that she's upset about something, you've been kind of doing a cat and mouse thing with her."

I sighed because she was right. "What happened when Alba and I left you two to talk? You were kind of gone for a bit."

Just as I was about to speak, I was pulled away by Robert, thank god.

𝐘/𝐍'𝐬 𝐏𝐎𝐕

I walked upstairs to the guest bedroom, or as Chris likes to call it, my designated bedroom. I closed the door but shortly after, I heard a soft knock on the door and I was praying it wasn't Scarlett.

I needed a minute to myself. I wiped the tears that were threatening to spill.

"Come in." I said as neutral as I could just in case it was my brother. "Hey," Dylan spoke softly as he popped his head in first.

"Can we come in?" he asked. I expected Anna but was surprised to see Alba. Usually she would wait until later to talk to me just so Chris wouldn't get suspicious.

"How are you? Do you want to talk about what happened?" Alba asked softly as she and Dylan sat on either side of me. I sighed, not really wanting to say anything.

"I honestly don't even know why I'm upset, she already told me what this was—"

"So you two talked?" Dylan asked for clarification. "Well yeah, and other things..." I trailed off as I played with my fingers.

Dylan and Alba looked at each other quickly getting off of the bed, before looking back at me. I grabbed one of the throw pillows, chucking it at Dylan.

"Not up here dummies!" I groaned as I shook my head. "Oh please don't tell me it was on my couch?" Alba said quickly making me giggle.

"It was in the bathroom— none of that is important right now.' I spoke waving them off.

"Well isn't it? Sex was how you two got wrapped up in this in the first place..." Dylan trailed off.

"We talked first, she led me to the bathroom and we had sex. We walked back outside and she acted as if we hadn't just done anything."

"Look, that's not fair to you and personally, as your best friend, I don't appreciate that. She either needs to admit whats going on or let you be, no more hook ups, no flirty dms because if she doesn't want you or whatever, why is she bothering with any of that?" Dylan said.

Alba nodded in agreement as she rubbed my shoulder.

"Look, maybe go after another cougar who isn't as complicated!" Dylan laughed, trying to cheer me up.

I let out a small laugh as I shook myself off, "Lets go, I want to enjoy the rest of the night plus, Chris will get suspicious if we don't go back outside."

"You're welcome to stay over tonight if you want, you know that." Alba spoke reassuringly as the three of us got up and headed back downstairs.

"I just didn't know you were into older women like this, whats your max? Like 40s or like one foot in the grave?" Dylan joked as I lightly pushed his shoulder as he draped his arm over my shoulder, kissing my temple. I'm always appreciative of him.

𝐒𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭'𝐬 𝐏𝐎𝐕

Florence and I stood off to the side as she kept badgering me with questions thats I was willingly ignoring. I didn't really want to talk about what just happened, not here at least.

Just as I was about to ask Florence to drop it, the sliding glass door opened and Y/n emerged with Dylan and Alba in tow.

"Look, if you want to talk about everything, we need to leave. We can go talk at my place, it's probably best if I'm not here." I whispered to Florence as Y/n made it her mission to avoid looking over at me.

I couldn't even blame her but, it still did sting a little. I wrestled with my thoughts, did I want to apologize now? Give her time to cool off? I don't know.

"You want to leave?" Florence asked, to make sure she heard me. "Yes, you can stay if you want but I'm going home."

Florence nodded. "Let me go grab my bag, I'll meet you at your place." She spoke as she gave my hand a soft squeeze before walking back inside.

I made my way over to Chris and Alba saying thank you and goodbye, I could tell Alba knew what was going on based on how quiet she was and the soft smile she gave me.

I said goodbye to the rest of my friends, making up an excuse that I needed to get back to my kids.

.  .  .

Florence and I sat on my couch, her jaw dropped as she just stared at me, blinking every so often. "Scar!" she whisper yelled since my kids were asleep upstairs as she swatted my hand. "You had sex in his bathroom?!"

"Yes but that's not important—"

"I think that's pretty important. Look, you know I'm always on your side but, what is it you're hoping to get out of this exactly? You claim you have no feelings towards her and everything is just meaningless sex but, I know you and I don't think that's all it is."

I crossed my arms over my chest, becoming annoyed because I could see where she was going with this. "Well enlighten me Flo," I spoke, my tone harsher than intended.

Florence looked at me sympathetically. "Look, all I'm say is, if you have feelings for her or maybe want to explore whatever you're feeling for her, thats fine, do that. Just don't do that at the cost of her heart, you aren't the only one feeling things."

Florence said, it made me feel more comfortable but at the same time, I didn't know what I wanted to do.

Part of me wants to run away from this all because, well, if I'm being honest, it isn't just the fact that she's my best friend's little sister but, I'm older than her, what if she breaks my heart because she feels like she still wants to fuck around and do 20 year old shit?

Another thing, I've never dated a woman before, like ever. Of course, I've kissed women before but, everything else, it's all new to me. I hadn't ever seriously thought about any other feelings before.

"Maybe she's not asking you to have it all figured out. Maybe she just wants you to meet her halfway," Flo continued.

"Well, I appreciate all you said, Flo, I really do but, I just don't think it's really a thing I should pursue." I shrugged. That seemed like the logical answer and way to go about this, at least until I figure things out on my end.

"Okay well, if that's how you're going to do things, leave her alone and out of whatever else is going on with you, she deserves that at the very least. It'll be better for both of you without the confusion." Florence pointed out.

I nodded as I turned the tv on, we'd plan to watch some movies together since she was staying the night.

"I'll get the snacks ready." I spoke as I got up. Florence nodded as she took her phone out of her pocket and I made my way to the kitchen.

𝐘/𝐍'𝐬 𝐏𝐎𝐕

Flo from Progressive ⧗:
Put yourself first, trust me.

I nodded as I read the text from Florence, Anna peering over at my phone screen.

"Well, I'm sure that's kind of coming from whatever Scar told her, so yes, put yourself first. Don't get hung up on her, I think it's time you start looking ahead for someone who really puts you first anyway. You need a girlfriend." Anna smiled.

"Just because you're basically wifed up now, doesn't make you the queen of relationships," I joked.

"Chris offered to set me up with someone and I don't know, maybe I should let him." I shrugged.

"Ooh yes! Come on, Chris has hot friends— I mean, clearly you already think so..." Anna laughed as I hit her with my pillow.

"Okay but, seriously, let him set you up, plus you won't have to worry about his approval later!"

She was right. I always valued Chris's opinions on whoever I dated, I mean, he's literally been there for every relationship I've had, he sees things I don't when I'm blinded by love, he's warned me in the past and always proved to be right when I would ignore him and stick up for whoever I was dating.

"You know what, you're right, no more third wheeling for me." I smiled as I sat back, placing my pint of ice cream in my lap as Anna and I laid together watching old Love Island seasons.