Unapologetically Me

Sixty Three

Liam

"Liam! Can you do me a quick favor!"

I sigh and roll my eyes. I zip myself back up and flush the toilet. I wash my hands and sneer at the monogrammed hand towels Sarah has in her bathroom. S.S on this one and J.S on the other.

"Yeah what is it?" I walk out of the bathroom and down the hall to the kitchen where Sarah is running around like a chicken with its head cut off. Not like I've seen one before, but I was pretty sure that's what she was acting like.

"I asked James for the pictures that we took in the gardens. I have like...two hours to turn them in to the videographer and I thought he did it before he left, but he didn't. Can you go to the bedroom and grab his laptop and get the pictures sent to my email?"

"And why didn't James do that?"

"Because he was running late for his flight. His brother and friends were adamant that he go and celebrate with them, so...here we are."

I nod slowly and turn my ass back around to go to her bedroom. "Why didn't he take his laptop? That thing is usually attached to him everywhere he goes."

"He was running late! Jesus, Liam, listen to me when I talk!"

I chuckle and shake my head. "You on your period? You seem unusually b*tchy today." I called out from her bedroom. I walk around, looking for James' laptop and spot it sitting on his bedside table. I sit on the edge of the bed and pop it open.

"That's so rude! Really classy, Liam."

"Just saying, stop acting like a b*tch when you're asking for a favor! What's the password?"

"I'm not a b*tch! It's my birthday!"

I roll my eyes and type in her birthday on the laptop and watch it unlock.

"I didn't say you were. I said stop acting like one."

"I never ask you to stop acting like a prick." She calls back.

"Hence the reason I continue to act like one!" I move my finger over the mouse and click on the files on James' laptop. The asshole has it covered in stickers and while it's fairly new, the keyboard has some of the letters faded away.

His background is a picture of Sarah and him at Disneyland and I roll my eyes remembering being dragged to that trip with them. I was the one who took the damn picture. He has a few tabs open but I ignore them so I can look for the damn pictures.

James has so much files on his laptop, I sigh. I drag my finger over all of the picture files. He doesn't even have many of them labeled with understandable titles.

I click on a few and click out when I see that they're not the ones I need. I go through half a dozen and sigh when none of them are the ones Sarah needs.

There's a file labeled 'K' that I click on and one of the tabs on the bottom pop up. Maybe that one is it, since he already had it open. I start looking through the photos and bite my lip when I realize it's a file full of porn.

I snicker and shrug. I click on the first video and see a pretty blonde woman. She has vibrant blue eyes, a short, pointed nose and glossy pink lips. When she smiles at the camera, I noticed she has perfect white teeth. Not bad. Amateur porn is his jam I guess, because the video is obviously home made. The woman backs from the camera and shows a perfect set of little t*ts. They're cute and I raise my eyebrows.

She sits down on the be, wearing a lacy pink thong. She hikes up a leg and I watch as her fingers move over the material, outlining her p*ssy lips.

It may be amateur porn, but this girl is...f*cking hot. I can feel myself getting hard just watching her play with herself over her panties.

When she moves then aside I groan at the sight of her pretty pink p*ssy.

I click out of the video because I know if I keep watching, I'll have a hard on when Sarah's parents get here for dinner and that would really f*cking suck. But I start looking through the rest and notice its the same girl. And down lower in the file, there are pictures. And my stomach lurches as I realize that James is in some of the pictures with her.

They're not all porn, I realize. These are actual pictures of James with this woman. Pictures of them kissing and selfies of them together.

My heart is pounding in my chest and I close out of the file quickly. What the f*ck? Was that James' ex? And why in the hell had he had that video open?

Dread filled my chest and I jumped when Sarah's voice came at me from the bedroom door.

"Did you find it?"

"Not yet." I tell her quickly. I'm glad as hell I got out of it before she poked her head in. I don't know what Sarah would have done if she knew he had all of those pictures and videos in his computer, but...I know it wouldn't be good.

I scroll through the rest of the files, finally finding one labeled 'garden'. I look through the pictures to make sure they're the right ones and then send them to Sarah's email.

I close out of all of James' tabs and quickly put his laptop aside. I'm conflicted as f*ck as I walk back out to the kitchen to Sarah.

I loved Sarah. There was no doubt about it. I loved her for years. And when she broke up with me to be with James, I was hurt. I didn't speak to either of them for a couple of weeks, but Sarah wore me down. She wanted to remain friends and because I still loved her, I granted her that.

Which is why I'm here, helping her with her f*cking wedding. And now I'm worried for her. Worried because that id*ot has old videos of his ex on his laptop and must have recently watched one since he had it open.

Not only that, but he was in Vegas. He was in Vegas where his ex probably still lived and he and watched a video of her before leaving. A hot as hell video.

I sat on a barstool in Sarah's new kitchen, an early wedding gift from her parents, and stared at her as she continued cooking.

"Did you send them?"

"Hmmm? Yeah. I sent them."

"What took long?"

"Your soon to be husband had porn left open. Watched some of it." I watched Sarah for a response and she turned to look at me, her cheeks pink.

"Sh*t. I didn't know. Don't tell him we were in it. I don't want him to think we were invading his privacy."

I press my lips together and nod. "Yeah, sure."

I need to talk to that f*cker and see what in the hell he was doing. I want going to let Sarah marry him if he was going back to Vegas to f*ck that cute piece of ass. She didn't deserve that.

But I put those thoughts aside when her parents showed up for dinner. We sat down at the dinner table and I stared at the spread Sarah prepared for her parents.

We all served ourselves and they all began talking about the wedding, since it was only a month and a half away.

"So, Liam, do you have a plus one yet, or not?" Her mother asked me.

"Nope. I don't think I'll get one beforehand, but...we'll see. There's still time."

"Nope. I need RSVPs as soon as possible. So do you have one?" I glance at Sarah and sigh. I could take a girl from one of the hook up apps. I'd know for sure I'd be getting laid that night, a nice little distraction from watching Sarah marry James.

"Fine. Just save me an extra seat. I'll find a date."

"Ew. Liam, no prostitutes." Sarah shuddered and I shared a laugh with her dad.

"Yeah, because I need one?"

"No, I know you don't. But...why don't you ask Vivian?"

I make a face and shake my head. "Isn't she already invited?"

"Well, yeah, but at least this way you and her can be seated near eachother."

Typical Sarah. Always looking for a girl for me since she broke up with me. This girl, in particular was a girl that was brought up by my parents to Sarah because her father was in business with mine. My dad was in the middle of talking to her dad about possibly merging, and everyone has been on my ass about getting me to date her.

'It would be good for the company.' Is what everyone would tell me. Not anything like, hey, you might like the girl. It was always about the company.

"Nah. I'm good."

"Fine. I'll save you a seat, but please fill it. I need everyone's nuts in chairs."

I waved her off and they got onto a different topic. As I atex I thought of James and the laptop and couldn't get that girl out of my head.

When dinner was finished, I helped Sarah pick up and then I looked at her.

"So...you're sure you want to marry James?"

She snorts and looks up at me, pushing her light brown hair out of her face. She smiles and nods. "Yes. A million percent yes."

"He's in Vegas."

"Yeah. And?"

"What about that girlfriend of his? I mean, he hasn't really gone home but maybe once, since they broke up. You're not worried?"

She rolls her eyes and shakes her head.d? "No. Not even a little. James loves me. And she has been nothing to him since he broke up with her over Christmas break that one year. It's been a long time. I'm sure she has someone else."

I nod slowly. "So you're not worried that if he saw her while he's home that it would rekindle something?"

She snorts. "No."

"Okay," I shrugged. I began thinking more about it and I shook my head. Maybe if she knew he was watching her old videos, she'd be more afraid. But...I wasn't going to tell her. F*ck that.

But...I needed to know that he wasn't still interested in his ex. I mean, who watches old videos of their ex, m**********g, before they go to the very same city they live in?

Maybe there was a way I could reveal something before the wedding. Maybe, if I could prove to Sarah that he was still into his ex, she'd dump his ass. Not that I wanted her anymore, but I cared about her. I didn't want to see Sarah hurt. And especially not when she married the guy.

When I went home, I thought about what I could do and thought about my date for the wedding and both thoughts collided and I grinned to myself.

I had to figure out a way to contact the girl and convince her to come to the wedding as my date. If I could get her to come, maybe I could reveal that James was still into her.