Xavier FINAL(32)

     “See? I am that good.”

     She giggled and rolled to her side.

     “I liked you washing my hair.”

     “Tell me what else you liked.”

     “I liked you --.I just like you.” And she fell asleep.

     I should have gotten that shit on tape. Had a contract drawn up, done something so she’d remember that in the morning. Damn. Damn. Damn.

     I turned out the light and started to walk out the door.

     “Xavier?”

     I stopped and turned around.

     “Taelyn?”

     “Will you stay? I mean just to sleep. Not fuck. Will you stay in here with me so when I wake up I don’t wake up alone? I’m so tired of being alone.”

     I walked over and got into bed.

     “I never thought someone could be so lonely when they were with someone. Not just because of tonight but since we moved in together. Isn’t that weird?”

     “I thought you were asleep.”

     “I was but the room moved.” She tried to sit up and laughed at herself when she couldn’t. “So don’t you think it’s bad? I mean if you love someone--. This sucks.”

     “Sorry girl.”

     “Do you have clothes on still?”

     “Jogging pants.”

     “Do I?”

     “Yes Taelyn, you do.”

     “Can you hold me?”

     I moved over and put my arm behind her head and she rolled onto me. One arm across my chest and one knee bent, resting real close to my dick.

     “You always smell good. And warm, you’re always warm.”

     “You too. Go to sleep.” Please go to sleep before I fuck you proper at an improper time.

     It was foreign to me to have a female sleep in my bed that I actually wanted there. It wasn’t because I wanted to do her either, not yet anyway. I was less pissed off that I was falling for her and more accepting the idea that she may be someone who I could explore the idea of a relationship with. I wouldn’t be promising her forever but, when she was ready, I would be promising her that while we were doing all the filthy, nasty, hot as fuck things running around in my head, I wouldn’t be doing it with anyone else. And then I stole a kiss. Just one and not one that was full of lust or desire. Not one because I was prepping her for what was coming next. But one kiss, my lips to hers just to see how it felt. And fuck if it didn’t feel right.

     ~

     I woke up in the morning and she wasn’t in my bed. I was exhausted. Every time she woke up, she’d ask questions. Normally drunk chicks bugged the hell out of me but not her. I will admit I’m a prick to most people’s standards but I don’t fuck girls who aren’t begging for it and I don’t take advantage of weakness.

     I sat up willing myself to get out of bed. I walked around and when I looked everywhere and realized she had left I was pissed. I went to grab my phone and saw a note.

     -Thanks for last night? Not sure what all went on but I woke up clothed and so were you. I will see you Monday. Thank you for all the help. TP

     I grabbed my phone anxious to see if she had seen him, to see if she was alright, and to make sure she told the fucker she was done.

     “Hello.” It was him.

     “Let me talk to Taelyn.”

     “She’s in the bathroom.”

     “I don’t give a fuck. Let me talk to her.”

     And he hung up the phone. Mother fucker!

     I called back and my call went immediately to voice mail.

     I jumped in the shower and washed up quickly. I jumped out and messaged her.

     -You need to call me. Work emergency. X

     Then I sent a message to our resident snoop at Steel.

     -Address for Taelyn Patrick ASAP, like right fucking now. X

     I threw my clothes on and grabbed the keys and out the door I went.

     I knew she was in the city so I headed towards the tunnel and my phone rang.