Strictly Taboo(201)

They made their way downstairs, stepping in the small lot on the side of the building. He watched her confused expression as he handed her a helmet.

“Oh no… I can’t ride that thing.” She pointed to his bike in protest.

He laughed, unable to hold it in. “Jessie, you need to let go a little. Come ride with me.” He felt a small win in the way she took his hand and he helped her settle in behind him. As they rode through town, he felt the pressure of her behind him, and it was good.

He pulled into a small restaurant by his place. Allowing her to jump off carefully. They dined on fresh fish tacos and they watched the locals playing games in the park. She laughed loudly as a kid ran over to pull a little girl's hair.

“Ooh, he’s gonna get it that one.” She laughed again.

“You should laugh more often Jessie, you're beautiful when you let go.” He almost hated himself for saying anything as she immediately sobered.

“We should go.” She stood to leave, and he followed her, the moment lost now.

He pulled her into another kiss as they were leaving, quick and easy he pulled away, looking into her eyes. “Tell me you don’t feel that Jessie; tell me you don’t want it as much as I do?”

“I can’t tell you that Randy because I feel things, but I just don’t want to be another one of those girls...” She trailed off

“One of what girls?” He frowned down at her.

“Randy’s girls, you know, like in school. I spent more than a few nights daydreaming about you. I don’t want to just be another girl.”

He couldn’t help but laugh. “I’m flattered that you think I have it like that Jessie, but I don’t. I don’t just sleep with everyone like apparently you think I do. I want you, that’s it. I think there is something here Jessie, something real. Not just some romp in the sack like you think I am always after”

He pulled the helmet on and jumped on the bike, heading back towards her office. He pulled up front and helped her off. “You know where I am Jessie, if you ever want to just relax and live for once, or better yet take a risk and open yourself up to me.” He pulled off angry at himself for getting so caught up in one woman.





Chapter Six- Jessie

“Dammit.” She cursed under her breath. How dare he anyway. He must think she was crazy.

Maybe he was right, maybe she did think too much, and never let herself relax. It had been years since she had been with anyone, and even then she had been so self-conscious she couldn’t relax enough to enjoy it. Perhaps she didn’t want to ruin her image of what they had in her dreams so long ago.

She focused on work, it was something to keep her busy. To keep her from thinking about what he had said. Of course she knew where to find him. She knew more about him than he would probably like. She frowned glancing down at the papers in front of her, she rechecked it over and over and finally she smiled. She grabbed up the papers and shoved them in her bag, as she made her way downstairs.

She thought about what she was going to do. She wanted to let go, to breath like he said. She had forgotten a long time ago how to enjoy anything. Instead, she had been so focused, too focused on life. She pulled up to his place in a rush, eager to share her news. She would do it, just let go and be with him. He was right, she had felt it, the tension between them and the fire they created when he touched her. She loved being around him, especially when he was with his mother. Maybe, just maybe he was right.

She knocked twice, before the door swung open and Jessie found herself face to face with a leggy blonde.

“Hey, there is Randy here?” She felt the sting as the blonde looked her over twice, smirking.

“Nope, not today. Want me to leave a message for him?” She waited.

“No just give him this please.” Jessie thrust the paperwork at the girl, turning to leave.

She heard the door shut, and she let the tears fall as she climbed back into her car. She had been right to tell him no. He would have just hurt her as she predicted. People just don’t change, and she would always just be some girl who had a crush on him years ago. She put the car in drive and headed towards her apartment. She needed to sleep, and rethink everything she had taught herself over the last ten years.

Showered and feeling better she climbed into the couch. She would be fine; she always had been. All she needed to do was to stay focused on what’s important. As long as she did that everything would be just fine. She had slipped this time, letting herself care about someone, especially Randy Blakemore. Flipping through the television, she settled on some show about reality television. It didn’t matter really; she wasn’t paying attention.