Loving Lance (Loving Jaxton Spin-off)✔️

Chapter 6

Izzy's POV

I use my key to get into the house once I park my car. I pull the door open and close it behind me before walking through to the living room. I don't see Lance when I walk to the kitchen and still don't see him. So I make my way upstairs and to his bedroom.

I immediately hear the shower running and the bathroom door has been left open. I stand off to the side of the doorway and see his naked ass through the glass doors as I clench my legs together and see the nail marks on his back, I had a lot of fun with that.

I smile to myself when he turns around and starts washing his hair out but all I can see is his beautiful body and abs, his broad shoulders, his chocolate brown hair, and his happy trail that leads to a very happy place.

When he opens his eyes I step into the doorway so he can see me. "Hi" I whisper over the sound of his shower when he pulls the door slightly open to talk to me.

"You're here?" He asks surprised as I nod. "I came to check on you," I tell him as he washes his body in some green substance of body wash.

"Let me guess Maddie?" He asks as I nod. "She called me, she said you weren't all here. Is everything okay?" I ask holding the glass door and blocking the water from getting out.

"I don't know Izzy. I really don't fucking know." He tells me as he finishes washing his hair and body before rinsing and stopping the shower. I grab a towel and hand it to him as I step out of the way so he can dry off. I look down on the floor and see his football jersey and know where he's been, so it must have happened there.

"Was it football? Did the recruitment go bad?" I ask as he dries his legs.

"Nope." He tells me plainly as he walks to his sink and wraps the towel around his waist before he grabs shaving cream ready to shave his stubble already forming from this morning since it's already six tonight.

"Can you fill me in then?" I ask standing behind him in the mirror. He grabs his razor and starts shaving as he ignores me and I get angry as I move his shaving cream out the way and sit on the sink in front of him to keep his attention.

"Izzy, what the fuck?" He asks fuming. "Tell me why you're acting like a dick again" I stare into his eyes as he throws the razor into the sink.

"Because I had to listen to Reed Grahaming tell the whole football team about his conquests." He spits out as my heart falls to my ass and immediately my face pales. 

I can feel it. The judgment. Lance knows, and I just-, the way he's looking at me now makes me feel like I'm a whore. I'm not, I made one mistake and it's haunting me.

"Oh" I whisper looking down at my hands. "Wanna fill me in?" He asks grabbing the razor back and cutting on the water behind my back as I lean back onto the sink.

"I told you I was drunk and upset so I just did it. It was just sex, I wasn't feeling it, it was just sex. I regret it now but I don't feel anything about it." I tell him as he laughs.

"You know how he feels?" He asks as I shake my head no. I don't even talk to him at all, it was only a hookup type of thing and then we were done.

"That you have a tight pussy and he liked fucking it." He tells me as I feel vomit rush into my throat. I push Lance out of the way and run to the toilet before launching myself at it. I puke up my lunch as I try covering it up by flushing it but I can't.

"Fuck I'm sorry you didn't want to know." He whispers coming in behind me to hold my hair back as I puke into the toilet.

"Lance I'm sorry! It just happened! I'd never do it again so why is it being brought up!" I shout into the toilet bowl wiping my mouth with toilet paper.